A One Night Stand With My Boss

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.

The doorbell echoed relentlessly.

Who could it be at this late hour?

Camila frowned, reluctantly rising from her bed to answer the door. Peering through the peephole, she saw Connor standing outside.

With a sigh, she opened the door.

As the door swung open, the unmistakable scent of smoke and liquor hit her. Connor swayed slightly at the threshold. His face flushed with inebriation, and his gaze was cloudy.

Camila frowned, covering her mouth and nose. "What's happened to you? Why have you drunk so much?"

Connor didn't reply but staggered into the apartment.

Camila hurried after him. Suddenly, Connor turned around, extended his long arm, and pulled Camila into his embrace.

His warm palms pressed against Camila's back, tightening his hold. Their bodies pressed closely together.

and her breath mingled with the scent of this man. Her

as she met Connor's flawless features.

bright, sparkling eyes. Why couldn't she be

Let go of me." Camila tried to speak

grip was too

you

soft, inviting lips.

lean down, capturing her tender lips accurately. He started to

eyes widened dramatically, her gaze filled with shock. Her mind went blank. Her heartbeat thundered

lips moved gently yet possessively over

and tobacco. He explored deeply, dominating the territory. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist, as

her body seemed frozen, unable to move. She could only let him plunder

she closed her eyes, and her hands involuntarily climbed to

lasted an eternity, as if

her lips. Both were

eyes were slightly unfocused, and her cheeks