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.

mind raced. Her gaze lifted to meet his, and her breath mingled with the scent of this

as she met Connor's flawless

bright, sparkling eyes. Why couldn't she

go of me." Camila tried to

was too strong, holding her

can't you

dropped to her soft, inviting lips. His eyes darkened, and

couldn't help but lean down, capturing her tender lips accurately. He started to

widened dramatically, her gaze filled with shock. Her mind went blank. Her heartbeat thundered against her chest, rapid

lips moved gently yet

moment, Connor's tongue gently entered through her lips, bringing with it the intoxicating scent of alcohol and tobacco. He explored deeply, dominating the territory. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist, as if trying to

she wanted to push him away, but her body seemed frozen, unable to move. She could only let him plunder

through her head, overwhelming her senses. Slowly, she closed her eyes, and her hands involuntarily climbed

lasted an eternity, as

her lips. Both were breathless. His deep gaze

her cheeks were flushed and hot. Her heart pounded