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

remained silent for a moment, and

the parking

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

him coldly. "Connor, what are you up to?"

everything's ready. Cedarhill Estate still needs cleaning, and it's late. The cleaning crew is off," he explained

together they took

the atmosphere became increasingly

a long time alone in the bathroom before they left the rental. She didn't want to suspect him, but the

her eyes filled with confusion

Camila's hand; he knew she was

deep breath.

him, her anger clear. "Explain what? That you deliberately left the faucet running to flood the apartment so I had

in Camila's eyes

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