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 tasteless, and he

between them grew awkward, and Camila didn't know what to

seemed to stand still, and

me anytime." His voice carried a mix of weariness and

Back at the office.

was about to start an executive meeting, while Camila summarized the project

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

turned to print the documents. Connor's gaze unintentionally followed her.

walked to the window. His figure appeared somewhat desolate and lonely

slowly, watching the smoke dissipate in the air. The smoke gradually filled

knocked and entered

heard the knock, he stubbed out his cigarette.

time for the meeting," Camila informed

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

lunch. She noticed

the lunchbox?"