A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila gently shook her head.

"Before we were together, you used to come and have lunch in my office too," Connor said, holding her hand, not wanting to let her go.

The events of the morning were still fresh in her mind, and Camila wasn't sure they could eat without ending up kissing.

With a sweet smile, Camila said, "Mr. Connor, please enjoy your meal. I'll step out for a while."

Connor sighed in resignation and let go of her hand.

Camila returned to her desk, opened her lunch box, glanced at Connor in his office, and sent him a message. [Babe, lunchtime!]

When Connor received the message, his gloomy mood instantly lifted. He took his lunch box to his desk, watching Camila through the glass door.

With a slight smile, he opened his lunch box. Whatever dish Camila picked, he would pick the same.

After finishing their meal, Camila picked up her phone and typed away. Predictably, Connor immediately checked his phone-it was indeed a message from her. [Babe, I'm off to take a nap.]

Connor looked down, smiling, and replied, [Okay!]

Camila left her desk, leaving Connor feeling a bit empty. He picked up the cigarettes on his desk, but then remembered Camila disliked the smell.

pack and lighter, he got up and walked

lit a cigarette. He took

the other side of the roof, so he walked over, cigarette

embracing each other, their faces filled with

the couple noticed him. They jumped up, hurriedly fixing

tense expressions and couldn't help but smile

trembling slightly, "Mr. Connor..." His eyes were filled with fear

down, too scared to meet Connor's eyes, her hands

You guys carry on," Connor said

up, "Mr. Connor, it was me who pursued her.

quickly

coat,

crazy anxiously, "Are you

been at the company longer than me, and you earn more. If anyone should leave, it should be

reminded of his own office romance with Camila,

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by." Connor took another drag of his cigarette, stubbed it out in the, ashtray of the trash can, and left the