A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila nodded slightly.

She gathered her thoughts and said, "Mr. Connor, thank you for lending me your house these past few weeks. I've found a place and I'll be moving out on Sunday."

"Why? I told you that you could stay as long as you needed," Connor replied. His tone was tinged with confusion.

Camila hesitated, unsure how to explain. "I just don't think it's appropriate anymore, given that it's your house. I shouldn't impose indefinitely."

Connor frowned, "What's inappropriate about it?”

Camila shook her head gently. "I just feel it's better this way. I've already paid the rent for the new place."

"Did I make you feel too pressured?" Connor's eyes showed a hint of loss.

"I have rented the house earlier," Camila said calmly.

Connor was silent for a moment.

"If you're set on moving, I'll help you," he offered, trying to keep his tone even.

"No need. I don't have much luggage and the new place is close by," Camila responded.

him suddenly seemed

didn't know

to stand still, and no one

you need help, contact me anytime." His voice carried a mix

Back at the office.

start an executive meeting, while Camila summarized the project

at them, and with a tap of his slender fingers on the summary, said, "Print me the details of this

unintentionally followed her. There was a barely

the window. His figure appeared somewhat desolate and

watching the smoke dissipate in the air. The smoke gradually filled the air, and his gaze became

documents, knocked and entered the

the knock, he

for the meeting," Camila

the documents from her hand as he walked past. As he passed by Camila, she caught a faint whiff

lunchtime, Camila went downstairs to pick up Connor's lunch. She noticed that the lunchbox was

lunchbox?" Camila