A One Night Stand With My Boss

As the workday drew to a close, Connor stepped out of his office and spoke softly. “Come on. I'll take you somewhere special

Camila nodded, quickly packed her things, and left with him.

The elevator went straight to the parking garage.

Curious, Camila asked, “Isn't Young coming?”

Connor gave a slight smile and shook his head. “I'm driving.”

He walked over to his familiar Bentley, opened the passenger door, and placed a hand on the car frame to prevent Camila from hitting her head Camila bent down to get in, buckled her seatbelt, and turned to him. Her eyes were full of curiosity. “Where are we going?”

Connor started the car and slowly drove out of the parking lot. His lips curled into a mysterious smile. “A place that will surprise you,” he teased, revealing no more

Camila stared into his eyes, her curiosity deepened. Eventually, the car stopped in front of a upscale restaurant. Connor parked the car, walked around to open the door for Camila.

As they approached the entrance of the restaurant, the maitre d’ immediately came to greet them, “Mr. Connor, your private dining room is ready. Please follow me.”

Connor nodded slightly, indicating for him to lead the way. He turned to Camila and said softly, “Let's go.” They followed the maitre d' to the reserved private dining room.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

The door to the dining room was gently pushed open, and the maitre d’ made a welcoming gesture, “Please.” A faint scent wafted through the air.

Camila instinctively looked up, only to see a familiar figure within her line of sight.

She froze, and her pupils dilated. “Peter?” Her voice trembled with incredulous joy.

Her eyes were glued to the person in the dining room, as if afraid that he would disappear if she blinked

Peter stood up with a smile, looking at Camila with a hint of admiration and warmth. “Miss Camila, it's a pleasure to finally meet you.”

Camila feltas if she were in a a dream. Atthis moment, all her words Seemed pale and weak. She had fever imagined meeting her favourite artist in such a setting.

“Peter... I... I'm honored to meet you.” She struggled to keep her voice steady, but the tremor at the end betrayed her excitement. Her eyes brimmed with tears — tears of joy and admiration for her idol. Just then, Emily’s slightly jealous voice broke the brief silence. “Am I invisible here?” she joked.

Only then did Camila realize she had overlooked Emily's presence.

She quicklywiped her tears and turned to Emily. ‘Im sorry, Emily. got a bit carried away. I’m just 60. thrilled to meet Peter.” Her voice was full of apology and gratitude.

Emily burgtinto laughter. She NN understood the excitement and jay of a fan meeting their idol and shook her head with a smile. “It's okay. I understand.” -

“Let’s sit down.” Connor interjected timely. His tone was full of tenderness and consideration for Camila. He extended his hand, leading Camila to her seat. his eyes filled with affection. Camila took a deep breath, still somewhat in a daze, her heart still overflowing with joy and awe

With Connor by her side, Camila slowly sat down.