A One Night Stand With My Boss

His piercing gaze swept over to Alan, clearly displeased.

Seeing this, Alan quickly forced a smile and shuffled over to Connor's side, whispering, "Camila asked me to switch seats. I mean, I had to listen to the boss lady, right?"

The term 'boss lady' worked like a charm. Connor's expression softened considerably, even a hint of a smile playing at his lips. He nodded, signaling Alan to sit down. Relieved, Alan quickly settled into his seat.

"Camila, can you pass me the documents?" Connor said, turning to the seat behind him.

Camila paused, Seriously? What documents?

She took a deep breath, rummaged through her bag, and found a takeout receipt, pretending it was something important as she walked over to Connor.

Through gritted teeth, she said, "Mr. Connor, is this what you're looking for?"

Connor struggled to suppress a grin, lightly touching her fingers, "Yes, thank you for the trouble."

Camila withdrew her hand, lowering her voice, "Connor, are you being childish?"

"Who told you to sit so far from me? Now I have to go hours without seeing you," Connor said with exaggerated innocence, pouting.

everyone was busy with their own

the palm of her hand and then gently pressed it onto the back

back to my seat," she said softly, taking the takeout receipt and returning to

warm touch on his hand and the faint imprint of lipstick, a slight smile playing on his lips. He was in

Three hours later.

landed

car was waiting to take them to the

check-in for everyone

on the 45th floor," Alan handed the room key with the

is on the 40th floor, Camila and I are

if there was a mix-up, he gave her a meaningful smile,

the elevator reached the 40th floor, the other

elevator doors slowly closed and soon reached the 41st

stood at the elevator doors, blocking Camila's

are plenty of rooms in

booked one on the 41st flood