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She's My Sleeping Pill

15 years ago, his elder brother was killed right in front of him in the middle of the night – killed by their most trusted driver. Since then, Stefan had a hard time sleeping and often got nightmares. He learned not to trust anyone. Cayenne worked almost all day and all night. She only got three hours of sleep every day. She was the breadwinner of their family since her mother was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She thought she would have a great time working as a receptionist in a hotel. Until… “I’ll pay you an additional $3000 a month. Sleep with me.” Stefan placed a signed check on the table in front of her. Her head was spinning at the large sum of money. She can finally buy her mother’s medication and send her brothers to school without worry. But to sleep with him? “I’m sorry if I come off rude but, I can’t sleep with you sir.” She tried to refuse politely, afraid that she will lose her job if he felt displease towards her. Stefan took off his coat and placed on the backrest of his chair. “Think about my offer carefully. It wasn’t so bad sleeping with you after all.” It was a mistake she made on her part when she fell asleep right beside him on his bed, drunk and dizzy. Will he make the mistake of trusting someone again? Will he entrust his life to her by sleeping soundly beside her? How will they face each other when they started to unveil the mystery of their identities? ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE

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SHE'S A SPECTATOR

Sabrina wanted to touched her forehead and rubbed it but Erwin beat her to it while muttering his apology. "Sorry, I got so laxed and forget your identity. I didn't really mean to knock your forehead."

"Oh! That's fine." She grinned at him and let him rubbed her forehead. Her face was getting warmer so, she looked down on her foot, playing a staring contest with it. "Actually, I'm glad that you're starting to feel comfortable or relax around me even if it was just a short moment. Most of the people I knew were always tense when I'm around them and even the people, whom I call friends, were always cautious whenever were together. They must have always thought that I am not someone they should provoke because I came from a rich family. But in fact, I'm just your normal kind of girl."