A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila furrowed her brow, her eyes darting around the room with a flicker of hesitation. Looking at the damp apartment, it was clear it was unlivable.

Reluctantly, she nodded. She didn't want to move, but there was no other choice. She started packing her things.

Connor was right beside her, helping to organize essential clothes, toiletries, and important documents into suitcases. Once everything was packed, Camila asked, "Are we moving to Cedarhill Estate?"

Connor's eyes shifted away as he responded softly, not giving much detail.

Soon, the luggage was loaded into the car, and Connor drove out of the neighborhood.

Suddenly, Camila noticed they weren't heading toward Cedarhill Estate.

Her brow furrowed in confusion as she looked out the car window. "Hey, you missed it!" she exclaimed.

Connor didn't respond, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

After a while, he finally broke the silence. "The place is being renovated."

said, disbelief and suspicion growing inside

a moment, and the tension in

the parking lot of Cedarhill

around to Camila's side, and gently opened her door. "Let's get

glaring at him coldly. "Connor, what are you up to?" she asked, her voice

a bedroom here for you, everything's ready. Cedarhill Estate still needs cleaning, and it's

care, and together they

ascended, the

the bathroom before they left the rental. She didn't want to suspect him, but the

with confusion and anger. "Why would

Camila's hand; he

a deep breath. "Cami... I'll

deliberately left the faucet running to flood the apartment so I had no choice but to move in

anger in Camila's eyes hurt

to force her to move this way. "Cami, I'm sorry. I know