A One Night Stand With My Boss ( Maia Sanchez )
Chapter 370

Camila picked up her fork and started enjoying the steak Connor had cut for her. Each bite brought a look of pure joy to her face, and seeing her so happy made Connor's heart swell with contentment.

"Hey, don't just focus on me. You need to eat too," Camila said, placing some food on his plate.

Connor raised an eyebrow playfully, "Gotta eat up, need the energy."

"Seriously, are you always this annoying?" Camila teased, shooting him a playful glance.

After dinner, they walked hand in hand back to their luxurious suite. As they opened the door, Camila was blown away by the sight before her-the bed was covered in vibrant red roses, their petals filling the air with a sweet, subtle fragrance. Connor watched Camila's delighted expression, feeling deeply satisfied. "Do you like it?" he asked.

"Absolutely," she replied, eagerly lying down on the bed, grabbing a handful of rose petals, and tossing them into the air.

She watched the petals fall like a romantic shower, her smile radiant. Connor lay down beside her, mimicking her actions by throwing more petals into the air, their playful dance symbolizing their passionate love.

They looked at each other and laughed, Camila propping herself up and leaning over Connor. "Thank you, I love it," she said before leaning in for a kiss.

Connor's hands firmly pressed against her waist as they kissed passionately. After a while, they playfully wrestled on the bed until Connor finally got up. He walked over to the table, picked up a Hermes bag, and handed it to Camila. "This is for you," he said, his face warm with a gentle smile.

Camila took the bag, seeing the anticipation in Connor's eyes, and slowly opened the box. Inside was a handbag.

Pausing for a moment, she then asked with a mix of amusement and disbelief, "Connor, how much did this bag cost?" Connor replied casually, "Not much, just over a hundred."

Camila chuckled wryly, "Did the 'thousand' part get lost in translation? Or do you count in thousands instead of dollars?" Connor laughed softly, "Didn't want to stress you out. Rita said girls love this brand."

Camila rubbed her temples, looking at him with a touch of exasperation, "Of course girls like Rita love it, but you do realize I'm just an average working girl, right? It would take me years of not eating or drinking to afford something over a hundred thousand."

Connor asked, "You don't like it?"

Not wanting to disappoint him, Camila smiled, "I do love it."

She hesitated but decided to be

honest, "just have no place to e

it. If I took this bag to work, the whole office would know by the next day."

"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through," Connor said, looking a bit downcast.

Camila cupped his face in her hands, gently reassuring him. "It's beautiful, and I really love it. I'll use it when we go out together."

She then tiptoed and kissed him on the lips. "Go take a shower."

Connor suggested, "Together?"

Camila shook her head, laughing as she nudged him towards the bathroom. "You go first."

Soon, Connor emerged from the bathroom, his upper body bare, a towel wrapped around his waist, his torso looking irresistibly sexy. Camila gasped in admiration, laughing, "Alright, my turn for a shower!"

Entering the bathroom, she realized Connor had been in such a rush that he forgot to turn on the exhaust fan. She spread out the towel she had brought, which wrapped her clothes and makeup bag inside. While showering, she suddenly realized her period had started-a day early!

"Oh no, a day early," she muttered to herself.