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She's My Sleeping Pill

Chapter 537 - I CANT ANYMORE
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Chapter 537 - I CAN'T ANYMORE

"I'm tired. I'm so t-tired now. I-I can't anymore. Cayenne muttered as she slumped on the soft bed after Stefan penetrated her from the back. She was very sweaty and was heavily breathing but she had a look of satisfaction on her face. "I can't believe I'd last this long after not doing it with you for several months."

"I think I can still go on." Stefan shamelessly replied while moving slowly inside her.

Cayenne picked a pillow and threw it at him but because of her position, it only landed on his chest instead of his face where she was aiming it to hit. "Beast. Get out of me now. You will kill me from exhaustion."

Stefan chuckled at her response but he did pull his member out of her. He laid his body next to her and kissed the tip of her nose. "What we did just now was equivalent to our two weeks of separation."

Cayenne's eyes widened and in an instant, her fist landed on his chest. "Two weeks? Are you kidding me? It's not two months?"

"No, of course, not." Stefan replied while taking her hand and kissed her fingers one after another. "In fact, it should be equivalent to the regular Friday nights we had."

"No way." Cayenne responded with a deep frown.

"Yes way, darling."

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"Hmp!" Cayenne shifted her face and looked on the opposite direction. Stefan just laughed on her reaction and made circles on her bare back. "Stop it. It tickles."

"Then, come and face me."

"No."

"Then, I'll continue to play."

"Will you stop it or would you rather sleep in the living room. I'm so tired to even move my body."

Stefan stopped teasing her and got off the bed. Cayenne thought that he'd do something again but he actually flipped her over and carried her in a bridal-style. "Let's take a bath together."

"That's wonderful but please don't make a move on me in the shower. I really can't take it anymore."

"Yes, ma'am. I will behave inside the shower." Stefan replied with a wicked grin which made Cayenne doubt his words. In truth, Stefan was just teasing her and when they really had a shower together, he didn't make a move on her. Cayenne was too tired to move so, he soaped her body, shampooed her hair, rinsed her thoroughly and wrapped her up with the bathrobe. He dried her hair, dressed her up, changed the bedsheets, pillows and blanket as fast as he could before they laid down on the bed again.

Cayenne was groggy and her eyes couldn't keep up with her strength anymore. She had no idea how her husband did everything on his own last night and she knew that it wasn't the first time either but she really didn't know where he gets all the energy inside his body.

The next moment she knew was that, she woke up in his arms, the warmth that she had been longing during the time she held captive. Stefan was still sleeping beside her and instead of going out of the bed like what she usually did in the past, Cayenne chose to stay with him and cuddled him.

She didn't make a sound, just observing him and their bedroom which didn't change at all.

The wind continued to blow the curtain and sun light was pouring inside their room but it wasn't so bright as to hurt her eyes. Cayenne laid there, feeling the ebb and flow of her husband's breathing through her hand on his chest.

Ever since she disappeared, Stefan didn't get enough sleep at night. He would always stay up until midnight to work on some documents and projects for the company but after that he would only stare into space until he would fall asleep, only to be awaken by a nightmare in the morning.

His nightmarish sleeps continued until she contacted him using Seiji's phone. Knowing she was alive and still remembered him, Stefan finally felt relieved. Although he would still sleep after midnight, he didn't mind because he was no longer having any nightmares.

And after waiting for several months, even though he still slept past midnight last night, he was very happy and relieved. After all, his wife was finally nesting in his arms.

Stefan woke up around 8 o'clock in the morning, not so early but not so late either. And the first thing he found was his wife looking at him with a sweet smile.

"I'm finally waking up to this view again." Stefan mumbled and hugged her tightly. "Morning, babe."

"Good morning, darling." Cayenne replied and kissed his chin. "How's your sleep?"

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"Good. Very, very good."

"You must have not slept well when I wasn't around." Cayenne muttered and while caressing his cheeks. Although not so visible, Cayenne could still see the dark circles around his eyes. "I'm sorry."

"Here we go again. How many times are you going to apologize for something you didn't do?"

"But I really caused this."

"No, you didn't." Stefan firmly stated. "When you disappeared, the company received so many projects and to distract myself, I worked on them and forget to catch some sleeps. It's a bit better now though and I know it will still get better now that you are here." Cayenne just pouted her lips and hugged him.

The two of them embraced each other for few more minutes before getting out of bed to brush their teeth and wash their faces. When they came down for breakfast, Cayenne was surprised to see her brothers in the living room. She remembered it's Saturday and unless there's work to do, they'd usually stay in bed or after breakfast, they'd go back to bed.

'We'll have a thorough conversation tomorrow.' Cayenne repeated the words that Luiz left last night before going to bed and looking at them, she knew that she won't escape the claws of her brother.

"Good morning." Cayenne greeted them happily while descending the stairs.

"Go and have your breakfast first. We'll talk after you're done."

At this point, Cayenne didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Her brother, the youngest of the family, was now sitting on the couch with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked intimidating for some reason.