Camila hung up the phone and took a deep breath to calm herself.

Knock, knock-

"Come in."

Camila walked to his desk and nodded slightly. "Mr. Connor, what can I do for you?"

Connor looked at her, his voice deep and magnetic. "Hold out your hand."

Camila paused, her eyebrows furrowing slightly in confusion.

After getting no response, Connor patiently repeated, "Extend your hand."

Reluctantly, Camila stretched out her hand, her slender arm drawing an arc in the air.

at her hand, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly,

expression, Camila turned her palm upward. Her soft,

up, his eyes dark and intense as they met hers. He slowly placed a necklace in her palm, "Your performance in the project was outstanding. This is

sparkling necklace in her hand. The coolness of the necklace, mingled with the warmth of her palm, sent a

letting her emotions show. "Mr. Connor,

deserved," Connor

for a moment, then

it on," Connor

of the necklace, struggling to fasten

of her wanting to flee. Unfortunately,

offered, "Let me help." As he said this, he reached out to loop

enveloped by his tall frame. His scent of faint tobacco was mixed with the familiar smell of his cologne. Her heart pounded, her fingers trembling nervously as she held

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