A One Night Stand With My Boss

When they reached Camila's apartment building, Craig was already there, holding an elegantly wrapped paper bag.

Seeing Camila draped in a men's suit jacket, Craig paused slightly. There was a flicker of realization crossing his face: John had definitely lost his chance.

However, he masked his emotions and greeted her with a smile.

"Have you been waiting long, Craig?" Camila asked.

Connor nodded slightly in greeting.

"Just got here," Craig replied. His gaze briefly swept over Connor.

He mentally noted: This guy does look quite handsome. No wonder Camila isn't interested in John.

He nodded at Connor and then turned his attention back to Camila, saying, "John knew how much you love chocolate, so he sent some over. I brought them along on my way here."

A spark of delight flashed in Camila's eyes as she took the bag, giving Craig a grateful look. "Wow, thank you!"

"While visiting your mom today, I noticed she was coughing quite a bit. My dad suggested she should see a doctor, but she just said she'd already taken some medicine," Craig shared, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

Camila frowned upon hearing this. "She's been coughing since last week and won't listen to anyone about seeing a doctor."

"It sounds serious, but she insists she's fine. Dad's worried. He

never listens," Camila remarked, turning to Connor. "Mr. Connor, I'd like to take a day off tomorrow to take my mom

slight smile on her face. "No need. You have a meeting tomorrow morning. I can manage on my own. Don't worry about me." "I'll arrange my work and

gently, smiling softly, "Really, it's okay.

Connor to her mom? As her boss? What kind of boss takes his employee's mother to

furrowed brow, Connor guessed her thoughts. "I'll have the driver take you both

responded

their interaction, Craig felt more

will feel relieved," he said with a

l.ne

and disappeared into the night. Connor watched reluctantly as Camila headed upstairs. He gently grasped

Camila nodded.

next day, Young arrived early at

conspicuously parked at the entrance of the modest

taken aback as she hurried into the car, half amused, half

pick you up. I thought it was for a trip to the

the time, Camila