RESIGNATION LETTER

Cayenne didn't know how long it has been since Stefan was standing behind her but when he spoke, she thought her soul flew out of her body from being startled.

"Can you at least give me some signal that you're behind me?" Cayenne chortled and even pinched his waist. "Don't startle me like that. All along I was thinking that the guards were behind me."

"Is that a bad thing?" Stefan snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her even closer. "So, what has happened downstairs?" he asked to divert her attention from Elena.

Cayenne knew what exactly he was thinking and she couldn't stop herself from lightly flicking his forehead. "Such a jealous man." Cayenne muttered before turning to face Elena once again. "Chris will tell you about it. I'll see you later." Cayenne dragged her husband back to the office and led him to the couch.