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.

his, and her breath mingled with the scent of this man. Her soft body pressed

rushed to Camila's face as she met Connor's flawless features. Her heart nearly leaped from her

fixed his gaze on her bright, sparkling eyes. Why couldn't she be

drunk. Let go of me." Camila tried to speak calmly,

grip was too

can't you fall

dropped to her soft, inviting lips. His

help but lean down, capturing her tender lips accurately. He started

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

lips moved gently yet

of alcohol and tobacco. He explored deeply, dominating the territory. His arms wrapped

couldn't breathe, nor could she think. Instinctively she wanted to push him away, but her body seemed frozen, unable to move. She could only let him

senses. Slowly, she closed her eyes, and her hands

eternity, as if spanning

lips. Both were breathless. His deep gaze

Her eyes were slightly unfocused, and her