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

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

gaze on her bright, sparkling

drunk. Let go of me." Camila tried

was too

can't you fall for

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

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

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

gently yet possessively

He explored deeply, dominating the territory. His arms wrapped tightly

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

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

lasted an eternity, as if spanning a

did Connor reluctantly break away from her lips. Both were breathless. His deep gaze was fixated on Camila's

for air. Her eyes were slightly unfocused, and her cheeks were flushed