A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Does it look good?" she asked, turning to Connor with a playful smile.

Connor couldn't take his eyes off her, completely entranced by her charm at that moment.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Camila's heart pounded in her chest.

Just as she was about to say something, Connor leaned in and kissed her deeply, pressing her back against the seat. His strong hands gripped her slender waist tightly.

Camila closed her eyes, her hands sliding up to his shoulders, surrendering to the moment. Their lips and tongues danced together in a passionate embrace.

The car was otherwise silent, the only sound being the soft, intimate noises of their kisses echoing inside.

Connor paused, pulling back just slightly, their lips still brushing against each other as they both caught their breath, their chests heaving.

His eyes were intense, hers shimmering with unshed tears.

"This is a gift that needs to be repaid, a little bit every day," Connor murmured, his voice deep and rich, as he gazed into her eyes.

Camila slowly opened her eyes, giving him a gentle kiss and a soft smile. "Thank you for your lipstick. I'm willing to repay you a little every day. So, boyfriend, would you like to share in this repayment with me, every day, forever?"

Connor's lips curved into a tender smile. "I'd love to."

He kissed her again, deeply, tenderly, their kisses full of longing and promise. Camila closed her eyes, losing herself in the depth of his affection.

When the kiss finally ended, Connor gently stroked her cheek and planted a soft kiss on the tip of her nose.

Looking deeply into her bright eyes, he said with heartfelt emotion, "I love you, forever."

Camila's heart swelled with joy, her eyes sparkling with happiness. She kissed his lips gently, whispering firmly, "Me too."

Connor gazed at her with eyes full of love and gently caressed her face, then pulled her onto his lap. They held each other close until Camila's

phone rang. She gently pushmila's

Connor away, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Mr. Connor, it's almost ten o'clock. When are you planning to take me home?"

Connor tightened his hold on her, his voice deep and full of affection. "I don't want to let you go."

Camila smiled, pulling her phone out of her bag and glancing at the screen. "It's probably my mom calling."

Reluctantly, Connor let her go as she answered the call. On the other end, Claire's concerned voice asked why she hadn't arrived home yet and if everything was alright. Camila reassured her softly, promising she'd be home soon.

After hanging up, Camila tilted her head towards Connor, her eyes playful. "Boyfriend, can you take me home now?"

Connor chuckled, lightly tapping her nose. Then, he started the car.

Soon, they arrived at the base of Camila's apartment building. Connor unbuckled his seatbelt, ready to walk her up, but Camila shook her head, whispering, "Just go back. I'lDtext you when I'm home."

Connor looked at her, his eyes full of reluctant affection. As she was about to step out of the car, she leaned forward, kissed his cheek, and said with a smile, "Goodnight." Connor's lips curved into a smile as he gently ruffled her hair. "Goodnight. I'll wait for your message."

Camila opened the car door and

stepped out, turning back to wave at

him before heading towards the entrance. Connor sat in the car, watching her until she disappeared into the stairwell.

Soon, his phone buzzed with a message from Camila.

[Home safe-Drive carefully and text me when you get home-

[Will do.

Connor replied, adding a heart just like she did before reluctantly starting the car and driving away.