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.

clothes up, and Alan helped him

into clean clothes and walked out of

looked slightly better, but the scars on his face

said,

descended the empty

only the occasional sound of

cool,

opened the car door while Alan quickly

had no choice but to open the back seat door and sit next

Connor

first," Camila told the

Connor remained silent.

smirked mischievously and nodded to the

arrived at Cedarhill

of the car and then opened the

you please help Mr. Connor upstairs?"

Camila nodded.

three of them

door to Connor's

only a few hours of sleep last night and several hours of intense activity today, Connor sat exhausted on the

quickly poured a glass of warm water and handed it