Chapter 32
A One Night Stand With My Boss ( Maia Sanchez )
Chapter 32
âWorking under Mr. Connor is a great opportunity. Heâs a fantastic boss, and youâll learn a lot from him. Cherish this chance.â Mr. Cash shrugged, sighing, âLooks like I need to hire a new assistant now.â
âBy the way, your boyfriend Tucker came looking for you at the office last week. I sent him away. Didnât you tell him youâve moved to the headquarters?â
At the mention of Tucker, Camila shuddered with aversion. âWe broke up,â she said flatly.
âGood riddance, that guy was never right for you. Chris from marketing will be thrilled to hear this. Everyone at the branch knows heâs got a soft spot for you,â John chuckled.
Camila forced a smile. âIâm not interested in dating right now.â
âTake your time. Youâre a catch, so thereâs no shortage of admirers. You know, the folks from the R&D department here at the headquarters are golden bachelors. Once the company goes public, theyâll even get stock options, and those are some solid assets. When you arrived, several people discreetly inquired about you. I told them you were taken, and they were quite disappointed. Iâll let them know youâre single now,â John said.
Camila shook her head vigorously, alarmed. âNo, letâs just say I have a boyfriend. I just want to focus on my work.â Having lost faith in love after what happened with Tucker, she had decided to focus solely on her career.
Mr. Cash conceded, âAlright, youâre still young, so no rush. Iâm off to see Mr. Connor now. Drop by the branch when you can. Everyone
misses you.â
âSure. Iâll treat everyone to dinner when I get the chance,â Camila replied with a smile,
âGreatâ
Lately, Camila sensed that Mr. Connorâs mood was off. As a businessman, he prioritized profits. Could he be regretting the generous benefits he had given her? She worried about potentially losing her job.
Fortunately, the delivery from the luxury brand store arrived, giving her a chance to show her gratitude.
Unwrapping the package, she gently touched the brandâs logo, reassured by its prestige. Surely, Mr. Connor wouldnât disdain it.
Cedarhill Estate.
Camila pushed open the door to Connorâs bedroom, which was shrouded in darkness. The curtains were drawn tightly, blocking out any sliver of sunlight.
She tiptoed to the window and swiftly pulled open the heavy drapes. Sunlight filtered through the white sheers, brightening the entire
room.
The sunlight softly landed on the manâs face, forcing his eyes open. He frowned slightly, reluctantly sitting up, and his expression softened upon seeing Camila.
âGood morning, Mr. Connor, Camila greeted with a smile..
Connor stretched. His silk pajamas slipped slightly to reveal his wellâdefined torso. Camilaâs eyes inadvertently lingered on his muscular chest.
A smirk appeared on Connorâs face as he teased, âSeen enough?â
Camilaâs ears instantly turned red, as if all her blood had rushed there. Her eyes darted away, and she turned around, fanning herself
with her hand.
Connor remained silent, just watching her. Feeling his gaze on her back, Camila awkwardly placed the gift box on the bed and chuckled nervously, âMr. Connor, thank you for your bravery that one time and for the matter with the house. This gift is for you.â Then, she dashed out of his bedroom as fast as she could.
Connor chuckled, reaching for the elegantly wrapped box. Upon opening it, he found a tie with his initials embroidered on it. She was quite thoughtful.