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.

hand, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly,

expression, Camila turned her palm upward. Her soft, unprotected palm was now exposed to

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

coolness of the necklace, mingled with the warmth of her palm, sent a slight chill through

Connor, I was just doing

well deserved," Connor stated

for a moment, then smiled politely. "Thank you,

it on," Connor

fiddled with the clasp of the

and Camila's heart raced, a part of her wanting to flee. Unfortunately, her fingers were clumsy, making it even harder

help." As he said this, he reached

was mixed with the familiar

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