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.

pretended to

reached for Connor's

intertwining their fingers, and gently kissed

the city center. As they stepped

a table by the window, where the bustling street outside contrasted with the restaurant's quaint

mixed vegetable stew. Camila's eyes

ordering, Camila added, "Let's also

said warmly. Camila smiled sweetly, "I ordered for you, you're not a fan of

with each. other's tastes that

out and

dish after

eyes lighting up with amazement, "The sauce is perfect, sweet

seeing her satisfaction, Connor felt a deep sense

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

double checking every element and detail to ensure that tomorrow's