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.

her hand, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, his voice a bit

Her soft,

placed a necklace in her

necklace, mingled with the warmth of her palm, sent a slight chill through her. She looked up into Connor's eyes, her heart fluttering

keep her composure, not letting her emotions show. "Mr. Connor, I was just doing my

deserved,"

then smiled politely.

on," Connor

of the necklace, struggling to fasten

raced, a part of her wanting to flee. Unfortunately, her fingers were clumsy, making

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

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

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