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."

Camila said, disbelief and suspicion growing

for a moment, and the tension in

pulled into the parking lot

Camila's side, and gently opened her door. "Let's get out," he

glaring at him coldly. "Connor, what are you up

for you, everything's ready. Cedarhill Estate

unbuckled her seatbelt with care, and together they took the luggage

elevator ascended, the atmosphere became

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

with

the chill from Camila's hand; he knew

breath.

faucet running to flood the apartment so

anger in Camila's eyes

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