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.

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

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

bright, sparkling eyes. Why couldn't she

of me." Camila tried to

was too

can't you

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

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

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

moved gently

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 merge her into

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

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

an eternity, as

her lips. Both were breathless. His deep gaze was fixated on Camila's

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