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.

his Adam's

Her soft, unprotected palm was now exposed

eyes dark and intense as they met hers. He slowly placed a necklace in her palm, "Your performance in the

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

not letting her emotions show. "Mr. Connor, I was just doing my job; no reward is

deserved," Connor stated

moment, then smiled

on," Connor raised

of the

raced, a part of her wanting to flee.

me help." As he said this, he reached out to loop the necklace around Camila's

was enveloped by his tall frame. His scent of faint tobacco was mixed with the familiar smell of his cologne. Her heart pounded,

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