A One Night Stand With My Boss

As the workday drew to a close, Connor stepped out of his office and spoke softly. "Come on. I'll take you somewhere special."

Camila nodded, quickly packed her things, and left with him.

The elevator went straight to the parking garage.

Curious, Camila asked, "Isn't Young coming?"

Connor gave a slight smile and shook his head. "I'm driving."

He walked over to his familiar Bentley, opened the passenger door, and placed a hand on the car frame to prevent Camila from hitting her head.

Camila bent down to get in, buckled her seatbelt, and turned to him. Her eyes were full of curiosity. "Where are we going?"

Connor started the car and slowly drove out of the parking lot. His lips curled into a mysterious smile. "A place that will surprise you," he teased, revealing no more. Camila stared into his eyes, her curiosity deepened.

Eventually, the car stopped in front of a upscale restaurant. Connor parked the car, walked around to open the door for Camila.

the entrance of the restaurant, the maître d' immediately came to greet them, "Mr. Connor, your private dining room is ready. Please follow

the maître d' to the reserved private dining

open, and the maître

faint scent wafted through the

to see a familiar figure within her line of

and her pupils dilated. "Peter?" Her

to the person in the dining room, as if afraid that he would disappear if she

at Camila with a hint of admiration and warmth.

felt as if she were in

She

At this moment, all her words seemed pale and weak, had

to meet you." She struggled to keep her voice steady, but the tremor at the

with tears - tears of joy

then, Emily's slightly jealous voice broke the brief silence.