A One Night Stand With My Boss

Logan watched Connor and Camila interact from the sidelines, detecting a subtle atmosphere between them—both flirtatious and distant.

"What's going on with you two?" he asked curiously.

"Nothing," Connor shook his head. "She's been acting strange all day." He couldn't figure out why she was behaving unusually.

Logan sighed, unable to stand Connor's obtuseness any longer. "Have you ever considered that your feelings for her might go beyond just caring as a boss?" he suggested.

Connor paused, then denied it, "No, I'm just concerned about her well-being as my employee."

"You're so stubborn you know," Logan said, shaking his head in frustration.

Connor gave him a sideways glance.

Logan looked back at him with a shake of his head. "Think it over tonight."

After saying this, he glanced at his watch and stood up. "My work here is done. I'm off."

Connor nodded.

***

After composing herself in the restroom, Camila returned to her desk to continue working.

When the workday ended, Connor walked out of his office and noticed the necklace he had given her around her pale neck, smiling slightly without his control. "Nice necklace."

Camila stood up, her face wearing a professional smile. "Thank you for your recognition and encouragement, Mr. Connor. I will always keep it in mind and strive to do my best," she said, her voice calm and steady.

Connor suppressed a smile, nodded, and then asked, "Is everything set for the flagship store opening on Monday?"

"Everything's arranged, and I've sent the schedule to your email," Camila replied.

Howard was attending the opening, and Connor wasn’t keen on them meeting, so he asked, "Would you like to attend?"

Camila paused, thinking she was supposed to attend. "I’ll go with your arrangement, Mr. Connor."

"Go ahead, we'll leave from my place on Monday."

"Alright," Camila nodded.

Connor nodded, "It’s time to pack up for the day." Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

"Erica is picking me up," Camila said indifferently.

Connor frowned, 'Not Erica again.'

He was silent for a moment, then couldn’t help asking, "Did I do something to upset you?"

Camila's expression stiffened for a few seconds, and then she forced a smile. "Why would you think that?"

"I just feel you've been a bit off today. You’re suddenly... more formal with me?” Connor struggled to find the right words.

Camila slowly started, "Isn’t that how I should act as a secretary?"

Connor was momentarily at a loss for words. He sensed a subtle change in the air between them. The natural closeness they once had seemed to have vanished.

He spoke slowly, "You weren’t like this before."

Camila's heart trembled, trying to keep her voice normal. She leaned slightly. "I must have overstepped before. I apologize."

"I'm not blaming you, just felt you were a bit off today," Connor said, frowning. "If work is tiring you, I can give you some time off."

Camila shook her head. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Connor. I’m fine."

She kept her smile, changing the subject. "Mr. Connor, Erica is here. I’ll head out now, have a nice weekend." She quickly packed her things, grabbed her bag, and left.

Connor stood still, watching her leave with a mix of confusion and irritation. He walked back to his office and lit a cigarette.

***

Camila waited for Erica downstairs but instead ran into Connor’s driver.

He saw Camila, immediately got out of the car, and asked, "Where’s Mr. Connor?"