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.

her breath mingled with the scent of

face as she met Connor's flawless

her bright, sparkling eyes. Why couldn't

me." Camila tried to speak calmly, desperately

too

you fall

dropped to her soft, inviting lips. His

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

Her mind went blank. Her heartbeat thundered against her chest, rapid and

gently yet

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

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

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

an eternity, as if

Only then did Connor reluctantly break away from her lips. Both were breathless. His deep gaze was fixated on

air. Her eyes were slightly unfocused, and her