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.

with the

she met Connor's flawless features. Her heart nearly leaped

his gaze on her bright, sparkling

of me." Camila tried to speak calmly,

grip was too

can't you fall

lips. His eyes

last, he couldn't help but lean down, capturing her tender lips

gaze filled with shock. Her mind went

moved gently yet possessively

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

nor could she think. Instinctively she wanted to push him away, but her body seemed frozen, unable to move. She could only let him plunder her

her senses. Slowly, she closed her

kiss lasted an eternity, as if spanning

break away from her lips.

her cheeks were flushed and hot. Her heart