She's My Sleeping Pill

One week later, Cayenne submitted all her projects and activities after she finished all of them with the help of so many people. Although she didn't get a high score, she was more than happy to have a passing mark even if it was just average. There's still second semester anyway. She will still be able to cope with her classmates.

As soon as she came back to school after the sports festival was over, her eyebrow raised in disgust. Some women were checking her husband despite knowing the fact that he's married.

She's actually fine with people admiring her beloved but she didn't like it when people would try to break them up. 'Girl! You're a woman, too. For Pete's sake, know your place and don't stoop so low.' Cayenne thought to herself but she was actually quiet and just observed in silence.

Stefan was aware that other students and even some single teachers were checking him out but he only has eyes for Cayenne. He didn't have extra eyes for anyone else.

To put her mind at ease, when she's not around; like when she's having class, the guards would tightly surround Stefan, not letting anyone meet him. No one was allowed to approach him within 2-meter radius if that person wasn't his wife.

"Are you wife-sitting again?" Travis messaged since he wasn't very busy at the moment.

"Yeah. I need to look after her since she insisted to continue studying here."

"Oh? If I remember correctly, it was you who insisted her to continue studying because you wanted to distract her from wanting to have a baby soon."

"Hey! Are you really my friend?" Stefan replied with an angry emoji added at the end of his message.

Travis just smirked when he read the message and didn't reply to the question. "I don't understand why you're so scared of her having a baby. Jill had Raizel when she's about the same age as your wife."

"I just don't want my wife to suffer from so much pain. Also, we'll get there later not soon. I still want her to do the things she wanted to do before we settle down to have kids."

"Alright. I won't bother you anymore about having kids. Actually, I just wanted to ask if you know someone named Napoleon Dumrique."

"That's my step uncle."

"Are you close with him?"

"Nope. In fact, he's attacking our businesses now but my father is dealing with him."

"I see." Travis leaned back on his swivel chair and looked outside the company building while speaking. "So, I take it that, it would be fine if I make him lose some shares and assets?"

"Go ahead. That would be doing me a favor."

"You owe me one." Travis responded with faint chuckles.

"Did he attack your company because we're friends?"

"Probably. People from other countries, when they get here, they think they own the whole country or the whole city. I hate bugs like them."

"Likewise." Stefan agreed with a huge grin plastered on his face. "Let me know if there's something I can help. I don't really mind you getting rid of that bug."

"I won't get rid of him. I'll let your father give the final blow."

"Jezz! Thanks. My father will be very pleased."

"I'll get back to work now. Send my greetings to Cayenne and you better take care of her because my wife is paying attention."

After few more words, the call ended and Stefan stuffed the phone back inside his pocket. He looked around the place but he couldn't find anyone suspicious. 'Just how does she train her people?' Stefan asked thinking of the possibility that Jillyanna placed some people to monitor Cayenne's whereabouts.

In the afternoon, when Cayenne attended her first afternoon class, a woman with a curly hair approached Stefan's 2-meter radius of protected circle. The guards immediately blocked her way but she didn't stop at all. She stood at the boundary of the circle with the guards looking at her. If she makes one wrong move, she will be thrown out by them.

"Excuse me Mr. Dumrique, can I speak with you?" she asked softly with embarrassed expression, feeling several numbers of eyes looking at her.  "I'm not here to hit on you or flirt with you, I just wanted to say something very important."

"Why can't you say it here?" Stefan questioned without looking at her.

"It's attracting people's attention." The woman mentioned which was true. Aside from the guards who were looking at her like tigers watching their prey, there were students loitering around who was looking at her, too. "This is about your wife."

"Oh? What about my wife?"

The petite and nerd looking woman felt so helpless but still she wanted to do something in order to prevent Cayenne from experiencing another traumatic experience. Well, she thought that Cayenne was traumatize after the kidnapping incident. Left with no other choice, she pulled a notebook from her bag and wrote something.

From time to time, she'd stop to think for a while before she'd continue writing. After almost ten minutes of standing outside the boundary, she finished writing what she wanted to say. "Here's the thing that I wanted to say. I hope this can help." She gave the letter to the guard and the guard gave it to Stefan.

As soon as Stefan read the content, the corner of his lips rose a bit as if he was smiling but the coldness in his eyes says he wasn't happy at all. "Thank you for letting me know." Stefan folded the paper and placed it inside his pocket. "I'll let me wife know about this later. I greatly appreciate your effort."

"You're welcome." The woman didn't say anything further than that and left without turning back.

"Sir, is she a threat? She seemed harmless to me." One of the guards asked. Even though he's paid to deal with some annoying people, he didn't really want to misjudge and hurt the innocent.

Stefan shook his head in denial. "She's a friend not a foe. I don't know what's her motive but I know that she didn't have the intention to hurt my wife."

"I understand." The guard bowed his head before going back to his position.

After she attended her classes for the day, Cayenne and Stefan went to the company like usual. He needed to do some work before going back home.

This has been part of their daily routine already.

"I'm so tired." Cayenne muttered softly. "Aren't you tired?" she asked her husband who was holding another bunch of documents to bring home.

"I am but as long as you are with me, I'm at peace and worry-free. I don't stress myself too much about the business but I will be stressed out if something happens to you."

"I'm sorry for worrying you but I promise to behave from now on." Cayenne replied instantly with her kilowatt smile. Her bright smile really brightened Stefan's face and he smiled back at her. "Shall we get a home service spa tomorrow? It's good for us to relax once in a while. Or do you have any plans? We haven't gone out with just the both of us."

"You know what happens if we go somewhere – with just the two of us, right?" Stefan teased her as he zipped his bag with lots of documents in it. "Are you really suggesting something to me?"

Cayenne rolled her eyes at him as she crossed her arms over her chest. "You are so shameless. As if you won't do me when we're at home. Do I really have a chance to fight you back when you get horny?"

"Of course, you don't." Stefan chuckled, walking towards her with his things. "Let's go home. We still need to pack for our short vacation tomorrow."

"So, you were really planning to do something?"

"Of course. Weekend should still be dedicated to me. No more, no less."

Cayenne just went along with him, consoling herself that it's her duty and it's her repayment for worrying him every single day. Ever since she came back from that abduction incident, Stefan had been constantly monitoring her 24//7. 

To some people, they might think it's too much and it's suffocating. But to Cayenne, this made her feel so happy and secure. She felt loved and cared for. When she was young, no one was monitoring her safety. Her brothers were younger than her and her mother was sickly. Her biological father wasn't around and her stepfather was sent to jail.

It's only until she met her husband that the things she lacked in the past were being constantly filled. She could never thank God enough for sending this man to her.

'What shall I give him this time?' Cayenne thought to herself while walking towards the parking lot with her hand holding his.

"What are you thinking? You look so serious."

"I'm thinking of something to give you."

"Why don't you give yourself to me?"

"Haven't I done that a long time ago?"

The two flirted once again while their guards turned a blind eye.. Sooner or later, these twenty people guarding them will be diagnosed with diabetes.