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

a moment, and the

into the parking lot of Cedarhill

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

"Connor, what are you up to?" she asked, her

bedroom here for you, everything's ready. Cedarhill Estate still needs cleaning, and it's late. The cleaning crew is off," he explained softly. Camila

seatbelt with care, and together they took the luggage from

the atmosphere became increasingly

Connor had spent a long time alone in the bathroom before they left the rental. She didn't want to

eyes filled with confusion and

Camila's hand;

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

"Explain what? That you deliberately left the faucet running to flood the apartment so

Camila's eyes hurt Connor

know it was wrong to force you to move like this," he