A One Night Stand With My Boss

She melted into the rare tranquility and comfort, letting herself fully relax. Connor watched her, his heart aching with tenderness at how tired she looked. He moved closer, crouching gently beside her and gazing at her with warmth in his eyes. Feeling his presence, Camila slowly opened her eyes and met his.

"Feeling worn out?" Connor asked softly, concern evident in his voice. Camila nodded slightly. She barely parted her lips when Connor's gently pressed against them. The kiss was soft yet profound, brimming with all the love and tenderness he held for her.

Camila's heart raced, and she closed her eyes, losing herself in the moment. Just as she was getting swept away by the kiss, Connor pulled back and sat up on the couch, looking down at her. Camila's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Connor took in the sight of her sprawled on the couch, her hair cascading around her, her eyes sparkling like morning stars, misty and incredibly alluring. After a moment of silence, he swallowed hard, feeling a surge of uncontrollable longing.

"I need a shower," he murmured, his voice husky with restrained desire. Camila nodded, her cheeks flushing. She noticed...

help. Taking a deep breath, she stood up and opened the balcony door. The cold wind hit her face, tousling her long hair and dress, bringing her back to

the balcony door to return inside. Connor emerged from the bathroom, water droplets clinging to his hair, making his sharp

nestled there, scrolling through her phone with a faint smile on her face. "How about we hit

up her eyes. She put down her phone, sat up, and nodded, "Sure, but let's keep it to fifty bucks." Connor chuckled

in, Camila was awestruck by the dazzling, glittering scène. Towering chandelier's, exquisite murals, and shimmering decorations made it

she marveled, glancing around curiously. Connor smiled and gently

Up for a few rounds in the VIP room?" the arcade manager greeted Connor

smiled and shook