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."

impossible!" Camila said, disbelief and

moment, and the tension in the car

the parking lot of Cedarhill

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

what are you

gently. "There's a 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 stayed

care, and together they took the luggage from the

ascended, the atmosphere became increasingly

rental. She didn't want to suspect him,

with confusion and

chill from Camila's hand; he knew

deep breath.

at him, her anger clear. "Explain what? That you deliberately left the faucet running to flood the apartment so I had no choice but to move in

anger in Camila's eyes hurt Connor

wrong to force her to move this way. "Cami, I'm sorry. I know it was wrong to force you to move like this," he said, holding her