She's My Sleeping Pill

"Can I change my mind?" Cayenne asked with a little hope in her heart even though she knew that he won't agree.

Sure enough, Stefan just grinned at her and left her to check the other dressed on the other side of the place. If she had known, she would just agree in giving him a kiss on his face. Now, she needed to have a date with him in the future. She can only hope that he will forget such thing and continue to deal with his own life.

Few minutes later, the sales lady returned with three different kinds of dresses for Cayenne which met the requirements that Stefan asked. She tried each of them and showed it to him for his opinion. One was the sky-blue dress. It had a round neck design and the sleeves were a little loose for easy movements and the skirt was up to her knees and the back was zipped up properly to hide her white and fair skin.

The second item was a black semi-fit dress that hugged her body and gave emphasis to her curves. She looks sexy and hot with her bare back. "I would give this a go if I'm the only one with you." Stefan mumbled while giving it a big cross mark in the air.

"What do you mean? I think this looks fine."

"No, it's not. Too sexy and hot."

"Whatever." Cayenne turned around and left with a red face. She changed her clothes with the last piece and got out to show it to him.

This time, she was wearing a white dress which was two inches above her knees. The dress was soft to her touch and it was not itchy when she wore it. The sleeves were a little tight but the cloth was stretchable so she didn't worry about any uncomfortable movement. It didn't show her back but the neckline was a little low, still enough since it didn't expose her cleavage.

The huge print of the red roses on the skirt didn't steal her beauty. Instead, it complements with her skin tone and her small stature.

"Perfect!"  Stefan gave her a thumbs up after she came out with the new dress. Cayenne finally breathed a sigh of relief after changing her clothes thrice.

"Changing into these clothes are tiring and they were all costly. How could you waste your money on those women previously?"

"Who said I indulge them with my time?" Stefan retorted to her. "I never brought them in any VIP rooms and whatever their first choice was, I would get it for them. I'm taking it off from them after dinner anyway."

"Tsk! Such a playboy." Cayenne spoke. She never noticed that she had been talking casually with him recently. The fear of getting fired was already gone.

Stefan stepped closer to her and ran his fingers through her hair. "Are you jealous?"

Cayenne took hold of his hand and smiled at him. "That would be the biggest miracle in my entire life. There's no way I'd be jealous of those bit -those women."

"Were you trying to say bitches?"

"No." she let go of him before looking at her own reflection on the mirror behind him. "Your private matters don't matter to me."

Stefan clenched his hand into fist but he didn't say anything to retort to her statement. "I'll go out and ask someone to fix your hair." He mentioned before leaving her inside the room. The sales lady was there but she stayed quiet the whole time. She would never talk about someone else's life at the cost of her job.

Cayenne sat on the chair in front of the vanity mirror and opened her bag to contact her family. She needed to let them know that she was doing fine since her mother thought she was still working in a part-time job.

Stefan on the other hand was in a deep thought. He wanted to abolish the ide of employer-employee relationship between him and Cayenne but he was very hesitant about it. The reason is her. He knew that Cayenne will never think of him as just 'a friend'. She would not associate herself with rich people because of what Arthur's mother did. The only way to keep her beside him is for her to do her job.

He found the hair stylist and make-up artist in the same boutique, asked them to deal with Cayenne's look for tonight's dinner. He didn't want to cover her natural beauty so, he asked the make up artist to use a light make-up on her.

Cayenne behaved in front of these people and she stopped making any careless remarks towards him. Her hair was tied in a bun and there were silver hair accessories placed to give life to the style. Her make up was light which made her look pretty with her natural beauty.

"Thank you." Cayenne slightly bowed her head and thanked them. She turned to Stefan to show her final look but he didn't say anything. He paid everything for her and they left the establishment. Chris was already outside, waiting for them to make sure that no one will be able to capture Cayenne's face.

"To the hotel." Stefan told Chris which made Cayenne felt a little nervous. As far as she remembered, Stefan brought his previous women to a hotel and gave in to his desires. Now, she was worried if 'meeting' someone was just a trap to lure her in.

'No, Yen. Just trust him. He won't do anything to you tonight. He will not hurt you or do something untoward. He will keep his promise.' Cayenne chanted these words in her mind again and again. As the time went by, her palms were getting sweaty and her heart was beating like crazy.

"I'm so done." She mumbled, making Stefan look at him.

"Done? What are you talking about?"

She looked at him and her tears were clinging to her eyelashes. "Will you hate me if I say that my trust is slowly crumbling down?"