Camila slightly furrowed her brow and shifted her position to continue sleeping.

Connor couldn't help but smile as he watched her closely.

Her skin was soft and delicate, like porcelain, flawless.

Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids, trembling slightly with each breath.

Connor found himself irresistibly reaching out, wanting to touch her smooth cheek, b

ut just as his fingers were about to touch Camila's face, he stopped.

He took a deep breath and withdrew his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, he carefully picked up Camila.

Her body was light and soft, stirring a strange heat within Connor.

He took a deep breath.

Gently, he carried Camila to the bedroom and carefully laid her down on the bed.

Camila's brow wrinkled slightly, seemingly uncomfortable in her sleep.

Connor tenderly adjusted her pillow, then tucked another pillow into her arms before gently covering her with the blanket.

bed, his gaze lingering on

Camila had already

realized that he had fallen hopelessly in love

he had understood his

was filled with turmoil and

stood up and walked to the

nightlife was

closed

the living room, picked up a cigarette, lit it, and leaned back on the

a

Logan quickly replied.

go to

cigarette, grabbed his car

were clear, and he drove

up to the private room on the upper

there,

the wine glass, and drained

and sweetness of the wine mingled in

"Why the

Camila?"

downed another glass without

joked, "So you finally realized you like

his hands. "It's quite impressive that

nothing, poured another glass of wine, and

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