A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila's voice seemed to hold a magical power, instantly pulling Connor back from his own world into reality.

He looked at Camila and collapsed weakly onto the boxing ring.

Camila and Alan quickly ran up to the ring.

After climbing onto the stage, Alan swiftly unfastened Connor's protective gear and wiped the sweat from his face.

Camila knelt quietly across from him, her eyes filled with concern.

Connor's dark and exhausted eyes locked onto Camila.

He smiled weakly, "I'm fine."

However, Alan noticed a faint bruise on his face and blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Alan's heart tightened, and he immediately pulled out his phone. "Mr. Connor, I'll call a doctor!"

Connor waved his hand, indicating it wasn't necessary.

He slowly sat up, leaning against the ring, and closed his eyes, taking deep breaths.

After resting for ten minutes, Connor slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Camila, and smiled faintly. "I need a shower," he said weakly.

of clothes up, and Alan helped him slowly walk to the changing

clothes

but the scars on his face

late. I'll take you home," Connor said, his eyes tired but fixed

the

at dawn were exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional sound

cool,

driver got out and opened the car door while Alan quickly

open the back seat door and sit next to

Belleview Heights," Connor said

off first,"

Connor remained silent.

smirked mischievously and nodded to the

arrived at Cedarhill

out of the car and then opened the

you please help Mr. Connor

Camila nodded.

three of them went upstairs

the door to

sleep last night and several hours of intense activity today,

glass of warm water