A One Night Stand With My Boss

She melted into the rare tranquility and comfort, letting herself fully relax. Connor watched her, his heart aching with tenderness at how tired she looked. He moved closer, crouching gently beside her and gazing at her with warmth in his eyes. Feeling his presence, Camila slowly opened her eyes and met his. "Feeling worn out?" Connor asked softly, concern evident in his voice. Camila nodded slightly. She barely parted her lips when Connor's gently pressed against them. The kiss was soft yet profound, brimming with all the love and tenderness he held for her. Camila's heart raced, and she closed her eyes, losing herself in the moment. Just as she was getting swept away by the kiss, Connor pulled back and sat up on the couch, looking down at her. Camila's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Connor took in the sight of her sprawled on the couch, her hair cascading around her, her eyes sparkling like morning stars, misty and incredibly alluring. After a moment of silence, he swallowed hard, feeling a surge of uncontrollable longing.

"I need a shower," he murmured, his voice husky with restrained desire. Camila nodded, her cheeks flushing. She noticed...

Feeling flustered, she fanned her heated face, but it didn't help. Taking a deep breath, she stood up and opened the balcony door. The cold wind hit her face, tousling her long hair and dress, bringing her back to reality.

She stood there for a while until she shivered from the cold and finally closed the balcony door to return inside. Connor emerged from the bathroom, water droplets clinging to his hair, making his sharp features even more striking.

Drying his hair with a towel, he walked over to the couch and saw Camila nestled there, scrolling through her phone with a faint smile on her face. "How about we hit the arcade for a bit?" he suggested.

Camila looked up, a spark of excitement lighting up her eyes. She put down her phone, sat up, and nodded, "Sure, but let's keep it to fifty bucks." Connor chuckled softly and nodded. Hand in hand, they made their way down to the arcade.

As soon as they stepped in, Camila

was awestruck by the dazzling, glittering scène. Towering chandelier's, exquisite murals, and shimmering decorations made it feel like they had stepped into a grand palace.

"It's like a palace here," she marveled, glancing around curiously. Connor smiled and gently ruffled her hair.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Mr. Connor, long time no see! Up for a few rounds in the VIP room?" the arcade manager greeted Connor warmly.

Connor smiled and shook his head.

"No thanks, just showing my girlfriend around, soaking in the vibe. Appreciate it." He said this while tightening his grip on Camila's

gaming

guiding her towards and,

area.

The manager nodded with a smile, "Alright, let me know if you need anything."

After the manager left, Camila frowned slightly and looked up at Connor. "Do you come here often? The manager seemed to know you pretty well."

Connor looked at her, amused by her

concern, and shook his head with a smile. Wrapping his arm around her shoulder he whispered, "Don't worry, your boyfriend's not a gambler know better than anyone that the house always wins. Later, back in our room, I'll explain why brought you to Fernwood Valley."