Angrily, she smacked him. “You're making fun of me."

Isaac swiftly caught her wrist, drawing her close, then wrapped his other arm around her slender waist.

He held Camila tightly against him.

She attempted to wriggle free without success. “Isaac Johnston, release me."

She used his full name in her plea.

Isaac glanced down, his smile hidden behind thick lashes. "A kiss might earn your freedom."

Camila burst out, indignant. "You have no shame!"

Lifting her head, she warned, “We're under surveillance here. Are you aiming to disgrace us both?"

“I can wipe the footage," he countered.

Eager for release, Camila proposed, “Close your eyes, then."

Isaac complied.

Just as she neared him, the elevator jolted to a halt, and the elevator doors opened.

A group of people was waiting just outside the doors.

They had documents clutched in their hands.

Clearly, they were company employees.

It felt like her head had burst open!

Boom!

Camila's cheeks flamed with heat instantly!

Camila swiftly turned her eyes towards Isaac.

She didn't realize when he had released her waist.