A One Night Stand With My Boss

Mr. Connor called Marissa to his office, and I just know they're talking about us. Can you do me a huge favor and speak to Mr. Connor? Ask him to let me go instead of Jase. The company is about to go public, and Jase has stock options. It'd be such a blow if he got fired," the woman pleaded.

"Dating isn't a fireable offense... is it?" Camila said.

"You haven't been here long, Camila, so you might not know this, but the company has fired a couple before!" The woman clutched Camila's arm, her eyes welling up with tears, looking truly pitiful.

A colleague from the secretarial pool came over, gently placing a hand on the woman's shoulder.

"Mr. Connor isn't heartless. I know the inside story. The company was already being kind by not suing them," she explained.

"Did they harm the company's interests?" Camila asked.

Her colleague nodded.

"One was a finance manager, the other in procurement..."

Understanding dawned on Camila, and she reassured the woman, "As long as you haven't harmed the company's interests, you shouldn't worry too much."

"But... but Mr. Connor called Marissa to his office..." the woman shook her head, her voice trembling. "The company has a policy against office romances." While they were talking, the door to the CEO's office opened.

Marissa walked out and, seeing the woman near the elevator, approached her.

"I was just looking for you. Let's talk in my office," Marissa said with a slight smile.

The woman took a deep breath and nodded. What must come, cannot be avoided; she followed Marissa into the elevator, and they descended together.

After watching the two leave, Camila exchanged a knowing look with her colleague from the secretarial pool, both smiling slightly before returning to their desks.

Camila walked back to her own station, thought for a moment, then turned and knocked on Mr. Connor's office door.

Seeing her, Connor smiled.

"Uh..." Camila approached his desk and asked softly, "About the couple, what do you plan to do?"

Connor raised an eyebrow, smiling softly. "What do you think I should do?"

Camila pondered for a moment, then smiled. "I think Mr. Connor is a reasonable and forgiving person."All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"Are you trying to butter me up?"

Connor gazed at her, his eyes fulhet

affection, and beckoned her closer, whispering, "Come here."

Camila frowned slightly, glancing at the busy figures visible through the clear glass walls.

Suddenly, with a whoosh, they were all obscured.

Connor pressed a remote control, stood up, and walked over to Camila, sitting on the edge of his desk.

He gently took her hand. "I've instructed the HR manager to remove that rule."

Camila's mouth curved into a bright smile. "Really?"

"Mr. Connor, you really are understanding. I believe that under your leadership, the company will be more harmonious and united, and the staff will work even harder. en.swhovels.net

Connor pulled her closer, playfully flicking her nose. "You, flatterer."

Camila blinked playfully, seriously adding, "A bit of flattery at the right time can be good for one's career."

Connor laughed, released her hand, and then wrapped his arms around her waist.

Camila patted his hands nervously. "What are you doing? What if someone comes in?"

"The outside can't see in now, and

Alan wouldn't be so unobservant to come in at this time," Connor chuckled. "If he's that clueless, he shouldn't be an assistant anymore." en.swhovels.net

Camila stammered in surprise, "Then, does he know about us?"