A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila trailed behind Connor into the presidential suite, clearly fuming. If it hadn't been for the butler standing by the door, she might have just taken a bite out of him in her frustration. The butler gave a courteous rundown of the suite's amenities. Once he was done, he smiled and left, leaving Camila and Connor alone.

Connor pointed to the largest bedroom, saying, "You can take this one."

"Okay, Mr. Connor," Camila replied with a forced politeness, pulling her luggage into the room.

Connor chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her from behind, his voice low and tender, "Get settled in, and I'll take you to try the best local food around here."

Hearing the word "food," Camila's mood lifted instantly, and her earlier anger vanished. A small smile played on her lips.

She turned around, pretending to be reluctantly agreeing, "Alright"

Seeing her playful expression, Connor couldn't help but laugh.

After changing her clothes, Camila emerged. When Connor tried to hold her hand, she pulled away.

"There are colleagues from the company here," she whispered.

to hold the air

the car, Camila reached for Connor's hand,

fingers, and

center. As they stepped in, a

the window, where the bustling street outside

Connor ordered several classic dishes: braised pork, sweet and sour fish, smoked fish, and a mixed vegetable stew. Camila's eyes sparkled as she listened to the names of the dishes, as if she could

finished ordering, Camila added, "Let's also get some crab

to have a good appetite today; let's get them," Connor said warmly. Camila smiled sweetly, "I ordered for you, you're not a fan

had become so familiar with each. other's tastes that they chose dishes for each other without

out and gently held Camila's

after

of the braised pork. She tasted it, her eyes lighting up with amazement, "The sauce is perfect, sweet

grew, and seeing her

returned to the hotel to meet with Alan, and they headed to the stock

double checking every element and detail to ensure that