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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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STEFAN GOT IT ALL

"You're not giving us much of a choice, are you?" Magnus swept the shredded documents off the table and handed the lawyer another stack of documents. "You made a fool of me using your mother." He commented with a sad expression on his face.

"It's your fault. If you fought for her, if you didn't let yourself fall victim to that manipulative woman, my mother would still be alive and none of this will happen. Everything started with your foolishness." Stefan didn't spare his father from his anger at all. "Anyway, can we get this done with already? I want to go home with my wife."

"Tch! Such a wife slave." Ferdinand snorted on the side, almost a whisper but Cayenne still heard it. She could only lower her head down and pretended herself to be playing with her phone.

Stefan didn't really care if he's called a wife slave. So, what? As long as it's his wife, she can be his queen, she can be his master; and he wouldn't mind at all.