A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Is it because he was harassing me?" Camila asked softly.

Connor nodded slightly, confirming her suspicion.

"I took him to Vegas for a few days. At first, he won millions, but then he got hooked on gambling," Connor said nonchalantly, as if he were recounting a story that didn't concern him.

His tone had a hint of indifference.

He added, "As for losing his entire fortune, that's on him."

Camila felt a mix of emotions.

She knew everything Connor did was for her, and Steven didn't deserve any sympathy. But she was worried about the drastic steps Connor had taken.

"I'm worried about you. What if he finds out and tries to get back at you?"

Connor chuckled softly, his gaze tender as he looked at her. "They're just small-time players, not worth worrying about. I'm fine."

you want to keep walking

her arm through his,

bustling casino and returned

he poured Camila a glass of

I had a big lunch," Camila said. She was tired from the

look, walked over, and gently sat beside her, drawing

a long day, hasn't it?"

nodded, leaning

did you bring me to Fernwood Valley?" she asked

was silent for a moment, then gently took her

know Ray?" he asked quietly, a barely noticeable tension in his

slightly, waiting for him to

a deep breath and began slowly, "He's my

air seemed to freeze around them, so still that only their

though she was suddenly transported to a frigid snowy landscape, cold from head to toe. Her expression stiffened, her eyes staring blankly

son of a famous artist, even his status as a