Cayenne shifted her body and was now sitting comfortably on his lap while facing him. Her hands were wrapped around his neck while she nibbled on his jaw. "I sometimes get naughty, don't you know?"

  Stefan swallowed drily while watching the bewitching fox in front of him. "I didn't know.? Can you show me what you do when your naughty?"

  "I do this." Cayenne kissed the tip of his nose as she spoke.? "And I do this, too." She added before kissing the base of his neck. "I don't do so much stuff. It's tiring."

  "How about I show you my naughty side? I don't get tired easily." Stefan suggested to her but Cayenne shook her head. "You don't want?"

  "No. Even if you get tired, I will be tired. I don't want to know your naughty side." Cayenne replied with a serious face. She knew, even if she didn't experience anything, she knew that if Stefan would do something, she wouldn't be able to keep up with him.

  Stefan laughed so hard upon seeing the seriousness of her expression. She looked so innocent and silly. "I won't do much. Just this." His both hands were placed on her butt cheeks and he groped them.

  Cayenne's eyes widened and turned teary in embarrassment. Her face turned to a deep shade of red as she asked, "Did you just grope me?"

  "It's better for you to see what I really am while we're dating. In that way, you will know what's coming after our marriage."

  "Seriously? Can I back out now?" she asked while avoiding his scorching gaze.

  "No, darling. You're not allowed to back out now. And also, you started this."

  "Huh? It's you who started this. You told me to sit over here and –"

  "But you're the one who acted naughty first." Stefan told her but seeing her aggrieved expression, he stopped putting the blame on her. "Alright. I know it's my fault. I'm sorry but I really enjoyed this side of you, too. So, I'm not really that sorry for what happened. Just letting you know how I truly feel."

  "Fine. Fine. We're both at fault here. Now, I'm starting to wonder if I should continue the reward I was planning to give you later."

  "My reward?"

  "I think I'll just postpone it, after all, you got a kiss from me and you groped me, too."

  "That's not fair. Why didn't you tell me ahead of time? I wouldn't be doing this naughty stuff if you told me."

  "It's too late."? Cayenne grinned at him. She finally found a way to get back at him for the time being.

  "You, cheeky girl. I have to punish you."

  "Ha? Ah wait. Hahaha." Cayenne's cheerful laughter rang out inside the president's office. She was being tickled by Stefan and she couldn't do anything but to twist her body on top of him to avoid his hands. In the end, he still got hold of her hands and pinned them together behind her with his left hand. His right hand was caressing her thighs and back which tickles her a lot and sent shivers down her spine. "You…will…you will kill me." Cayenne muttered while panting to catch her breath as she leaned on his chest.

  "I won't do that. If you die, we'll have to die together." Stefan muttered. He let go of her hands and wrapped his arms around her waist to hug her for a little while. "Just stay still. I will do my work."

  "You will work in this manner?" Cayenne asked because she was still sitting on his lap.

  "Why not? You're just sitting on me. My hands are still free to work."

  "O-okay. If you say so." She shifted her position so that she can sit on the space between his legs instead of sitting on his lap. She didn't want to put her weight on him. Even if she was still considered light, he will still feel numb after a little while. She was hugging him and was listening to the sound of his heartbeat while he was working on something in his computer.

  "Ayen, when do you think we can get married?" Stefan asked her out of nowhere. "I'm 28 and you're 23. We are not becoming young anymore."

  "Are you ready to settle down?" Cayenne returned the question back to him. "I just want to remind you and I'm not doing this because I belittle myself. I just want to lay everything in front of you just in case you'd regret marrying me in the future."

  "Don't say anything anymore. Whatever you will say won't affect my decision. If I want to settle down, I will only do it with you."

  "Are you sure? I'm not rich. I'm not beautiful like those models. I'm not smart. I'm not-"

  "Shh!" Stefan placed his index finger on her lips to stop her from talking. "I know all those things but I still want to settle down with you."

  "Oh."

  "Don't 'oh' me. You need to tell me when we can get married. If you don't want to hold a wedding yet, we can just register our marriage first."

  "I'll think about it." Cayenne told him. "I'll give it a serious thinking so, give me a little bit of time."

  "Okay." Stefan kissed the top of head and went back to work. He had been meaning to ask her this question but he felt that it was still very early. At the same time, he believed that love and trust shouldn't be measure through time. He loves her and that's all that matters to him. Her social status, her beauty or whatever insecurities she had, he didn't care about all those. For him, Cayenne's perfect and the most suitable woman for him; and he wouldn't let anyone have the chance to take her away from him.

  While the two of them were spending quality time, Magnus was getting more and more suspicious of his wife. The flowers and the letters, they were telling him something and that relates to his wife. Now that Latticia's alive, he wouldn't sacrifice his happiness for the sake of business once again. Sadly, it was just a fake news planned by his only son.