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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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VISITING MONET

On their way to Baguio City, Cayenne enjoyed the sceneries they passed by and she could already see the changes that took place starting with the abundance of trees compared to the capital city. The high-rise buildings were getting scarce and she could see some children playing Chinese garter which she used to play as well. It was really a surprise to her that these children played the same thing that she did. 

"I played that game when I was young," Cayenne told Stefan while gazing outside the car window. "Can we roll down the windshield? I think it isn't polluted here anymore." 

The driver looked at Stefan and after getting his go signal with a slight nod, the driver pressed the unlock button and Cayenne was able to roll down the thing that hindered her from feeling that soft and cool breeze of the countryside. 

"What else did you play with when you were small?"