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.

Connor sighed and pretended to hold the air instead.

Once they were in the car, Camila reached for Connor's hand, blinking and smiling, "Now it's okay."

Connor smiled contentedly, intertwining their fingers, and gently kissed the back of her hand.

The restaurant was in a classical building in the city center. As they stepped in, a rich aroma of food greeted them.

Connor expertly led Camila to a table by the window, where the bustling street outside contrasted with the restaurant's quaint elegance.

The waiter handed them the menu with enthusiasm, and 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 already see the delicious food beckoning her.

After Connor finished ordering, Camila added, "Let's also get some crab pasta and greens."

"You seem 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 of sweets."

Connor chuckled softly. They had become so familiar with each.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

other's tastes that they chose dishes for each other without a second thought.

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He reached out and gently held Camila's hand.

Soon, dish after dish was served.

Connor served Camila a piece of the braised pork. She tasted it, her eyes lighting up with amazement, "The sauce is perfect, sweet but not too

much, with a savory touch

As they sampled each dish, Camila's praises grew, and seeing her satisfaction, Connor felt a deep sense of happiness.

After dinner, Camila returned to the hotel to meet with Alan, and they headed to the stock exchange.

They had a thorough meeting with

the staff at the exchange,

double checking every element and detail to ensure that tomorrow's ceremony would go off without a hitch.

After the meeting, they returned to the hotel.

In the hotel's spacious conference room, the executives gathered to finalize the plans for tomorrow's bell-ringing ceremony.

They went through the agenda once more, making sure every step was clear.

After the meeting, Camila and Connor returned to their presidential suite.

"Tired?" Connor asked softly, pouring Camila a cup of hot tea.

Camila shook her head, "Not tired, just a bit excited."

As she turned her head, their kiss came passionately.

They kissed fervently on the sofa, Connor gently lifting the hem of her shirt as he held her waist.