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.

breath mingled with the

she met Connor's flawless features.

gaze on her bright, sparkling eyes. Why

you're drunk. Let go of me." Camila tried to speak

too

can't you

inviting lips. His eyes darkened, and his

but lean down, capturing her tender lips accurately. He

dramatically, her gaze filled with shock. Her mind went

lips moved gently yet

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

Instinctively she wanted to push him away, but her body seemed frozen, unable to

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

lasted an eternity, as if spanning a

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

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