A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila was taken aback.

So, he owned an investment firm, too. No wonder his lifestyle was so lavish.

He was a true capitalist, exploiting her, the working bee.

She frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Connor, this company isn't really part of my job description, is it?"

Connor paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Indeed."

"But... if you're willing to handle SummitTrack Investments' tasks in your off hours, we would offer you an additional salary. That means you could earn double."

Camila's eyes sparkled instantly, as if she had discovered a treasure.

She quickly did the math in her head, realizing that her monthly earnings could soar to seventy thousand!

She could hardly believe her ears, a surge of uncontrollable joy welling up inside her.

"I'll do it!" She tried to contain her excitement, but the sparkle in her eyes and the upward curve of her lips betrayed her emotions. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

A hint of amusement flashed across Connor's eyes.

He coughed lightly, masking his chuckle, and continued with a calm demeanor.

"But remember, if you don't perform well, it's off the table."

Camila nodded firmly.

"Come to the study." Connor walked towards the study, with Camila clutching the documents close behind.

It was Camila's first time entering the study.

It was spacious, decorated simply yet elegantly.

Behind the desk was a wall-to-wall bookshelf neatly lined with books ranging from investment strategies to world history, covering a diverse array of subjects.

Connor sat down at the desk and gestured to the guest chair.

"Sit here."

Camila quickly walked over, placed the documents on the desk, and took a seat in the guest chair.

She adjusted her posture, aiming to appear more proper and professional.

Connor pulled out a laptop from a drawer and gently placed it in front of Camila.

"This laptop is for you to use," he said softly, adding, "The password is cp2580."

Camila powered up the laptop and entered the password.

She paused for a moment.

The desktop was filled with documents about SummitTrack Investments, including financial statements, project proposals, and market analysis reports.

She looked up at Connor, hesitating slightly before asking, "Mr. Connor, the documents on this computer..."

Connor smiled and replied, "Those are work-related materials. You can check them anytime. But remember, do not modify or delete any files without permission."

Camila was stunned. Such trust was overwhelming!

"Start with the documents I've given you, and if you have any questions, ask me anytime," Connor instructed.

"Alright."

Camila began to diligently review the materials Connor had provided.

These documents were more professional and detailed than anything she had encountered before, encompassing a vast range of investment knowledge.

As she read, she took notes, and whenever she encountered something unclear, she didn't hesitate to consult Connor.

Connor answered her queries patiently, sometimes providing additional materials and explanations.

When his phone rang, he picked it up, saying, "I have a conference call. Take your time."

Camila nodded, but her gaze lingered on Connor as he walked away.

His figure, accentuated by the study's lighting, seemed so commanding and alluring that she momentarily lost her focus.

This man exuded an irresistible charm from any angle.

The bittersweet tang of a secret crush mingled in her heart.

Camila sighed, steadying her emotions before continuing with the documents.