Over the weekend, Stefan stayed in Cayenne's apartment for the time being. She wanted to spend time with her family and he wanted to spend time with her. Therefore, he could only stay with her family.

  Monday came and they had to resume with work. The two of them left the apartment together but Cayenned asked Stefan to drop her off at the coffee shop not far from the hotel. She looked around the place trying to make sure that no one's paying attention to her.

  "I'll go now. See you later." Cayenne opened the door to step out of his car but Stefan pulled her hand back.

  "Where's my goodbye kiss?"

  Cayenne's face turned beet red and she felt that the temperature around them has increased a few degrees. "Is that necessary?"

  "Of course. I need some motivation that will last me for a whole day." He let go of her hand but he never looked away from her.

  "You never asked for one before." Cayenne retorted with a frown. 'Is this his new habit?'

  "I won't let you go without it. Who knows, I might skip work and just stay in the hotel to supervise you during your shift."

  "EH? No way!"

  "Why not? I'm still your boss in the hotel. So, I can make this reason to come and check on you." He was talking like he really wanted to make it happen.

  Cayenne thought for a while. Her face was showing a complicated expression. She bit her lips and looked at him. "Close your eyes." She ordered.

  "Hn?"

  "I said close your eyes." Stefan closed his eyes with a pleases smile. "Don't you dare open it."

  "Okay."

  Cayenne raised her eyebrow and grinned. With slow and silent movement, she unfastened her seatbelt and opened the car door but she forgot that it will make a 'clicking' sound.

  As soon as he heard the faint sound of the lock being opened, Stefan opened his eyes and pulled her hand back once again. This time, he didn't dare let go of her and when she turned around to face him, it just so happen that he was leaning over.

  Cayenne's lips brushed on his lips and landed on his cheek. It was just a brief moment but it was enough to send her heart on the edge of madness. She was blushing profusely as she covered her mouth with her hand. The sheen of tears on her eyes told him that she was about to cry.

  "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Stefan hugged her and rubbed her back. "It was an accident. I didn't mean to steal your first kiss on your lips."

  "Shut up!" Cayenne mumbled and throw a light punch on his chest. "That was clearly intentional. I told you not to open your eyes."

  "But you were sneaking out of the car. You were fooling me." Cayenne stopped moving with his response. She couldn't find anything to retort to that statement. "Are you angry?"

  Cayenne pushed him off and looked away from him. She wasn't angry but she was really embarrassed. "You got your kiss already. Go to work now." Before he could respond to her, she already opened the car and stepped out without looking back.

  Stefan just chuckled while touching his lips. He watched Cayenne walked towards the hotel and when she was out of his sight, he drove out and went to work as well.

  Cayenne walked as fast as she could, trying to match the fast beat of her heart. She couldn't get rid of him from the corner of her mind. The lingering feeling of their lips was still occupying her brain and heart. 'That jerk!' Cayenne cursed as she put on her things inside the locker.

  It had been few minutes since it happened but she couldn't calm down at all. She sat on a couch inside the employee's lounge and buried her face on a throw pillow. "Ahhhhh!" she yelled loudly but since she was covering her face with a pillow, her voice came out muffled and mellow.

  "What happened?" Luna asked. She just arrived for work and found her best friend screaming on a pillow. "Did you guys fight?"

  Being questioned like this, Cayenne's thoughts wandered again and ended up thinking about what happened earlier. She instantly blushed and her heart was jumping like a bunny, trying to come out of her chest.

  "I guess, you weren't fighting." Luna answered her own question.

  "Lulu, about me and him can –"

  "I know. I won't tell anyone about it. I don't want you being devoured by the public and the media."

  "Thanks, Lulu." Cayenne pulled her best friend and hugged her.

  Luna hugged her back and after few seconds, she pulled away and there was a look of astonishment on her face. "Hey Yen, did you know that he gave us so much on Christmas. The vacation was more than enough for me and Ali but when we came home and opened the red packet, we were truly shocked."

  "Why? How much was inside the packet?"

  "He gave us $2000 each!" Luna exclaimed. "In the past, the biggest amount that I ever received was $200. Now, he doubled it by ten."

  "That's good for you. By the way, about the vacation, Chris will come later to discuss the details with you."

  "Really? Oh my gosh! I am so excited."

  The two of them talked about many things related to Stefan and Cayenne but they never mentioned his name. They just stopped when it was time to work.

  Stefan, on the other hand, had different expression on his face. As soon as he arrived in his office, he saw the envelope containing the DNA test results. He never thought that a casual comment from Cayenne will make him doubt about his origin.

  Chris had been looking for the best timing to get DNA samples from Magnus and Clara. He couldn't just barge in to their house and get the samples since he didn't work for them. Therefore, he could only wait for them to make the first contact but they never did.

  However, fate was also siding with them. The shipping company that the Dumrique clan owned held a year end party. Chris took this opportunity and attended the party just to get the samples. He disguised himself as one of the waiters. He personally took care of the utensils that the couple used during dinner. He kept the two spoons from Clara and Magnus, went back to Stefan's company and look for his DNA sample inside his office lounge. You can say that he exerted so much effort just to get his job done.

  And this DNA results was now in Stefan's hand. Chris excused himself and went out to give his boss some privacy.

  Stefan opened it, check his father's matching result with his and found that they were 99.99% related. "Tsk! How I wish that this is fake." He muttered and flipped to the next page. This time, he read the details patiently. The corner of his mouth raised into a cold sneer and he started to laugh like a maniac. His face showed a twisted expression. "No wonder." He read the result once again. It was 0.0%. Negative. Clara wasn't his mother. "No wonder she hates me so much. I am the proof of her husband's adultery and I am even living with them."

  Stefan laughed but as he continued to laugh, tears started leaking from his eyes. He cried. "I ruined Alexander's family and I even took his life." Stefan mumbled helplessly. The agonizing truth hit him hard and he can't help but blame himself. He can't say that it wasn't his fault. Because whenever he thinks about his existence, he'd realize that everything happened because he was born.

  If his mother didn't conceive him, Magnus wouldn't bring him home. Clara wouldn't know that her husband was cheating on him. Alexander wouldn't have a step brother. Alexander wouldn't die. Everything happened because he exists.

  "Wait." Stefan wiped his tears and calmed down. "If Clara isn't my mother, where's my biological mother, then?" Stefan straightened his body and sat up straight. He now found a new goal in life. He will look for his mother.

  He kept the DNA results inside his drawer and locked. It can be used in the future so he didn't throw it away.

  Just as he was about to stand up and leave his office, Chris knocked on his office door and opened it. "Sir, your family is here."

  "Why are they here?" Stefan questioned with a frown.

  "Why? Can't we visit you and see if you are still alive?" Ferdinand Dumrique's thunderous voice rang out from the crowd. He was Stafan's grandfather. "It's Christmas and you didn't even come home. Instead, you stayed and cohabit with that little girlfriend of yours?!" Stefan looked at them and sat back on his chair. He didn't even greet them.

  Seeing his attitude Clara snickered. "Ungrateful bastard."

  "I know." Stefan replied in nonchalance. "I'm a bastard. So, what? There's nothing I can do about it."