The CEO's Contract With The Thief

How much longer?*

A week later.

Things got crazy after the night she saw herself on TV three weeks ago. She got swamped with reporters the next morning that she couldn't get to work when she wanted to.

This made her call Cainan and tell him what was happening, and he told her to remain calm. Not long after; he arrived at her house with a few police officers with him. The police made the reporters leave, and he threatened to sue any site that he saw with even a picture of him and Jasmin on. Jasmin got to learn that Cainan, who had been happy-go, friendly and easy-going, also had a bad temper when pushed. Despite not knowing if that was a good thing or bad, she knew better not to cross it.

He came in and asked her if she was okay, and when she nodded; he pulled her into a tight hug and sighed in relief. Then he told her he would get her a new place in a new neighbourhood before the end of that day.

She told him she didn't feel right about leaving. He then explained that the exposure she now had because of the news about them, her place, would not be the best option. He reminded her he would have gotten her one if the arrangement hadn't changed that day.

His suggestion was from the best of intention. He was only worried about her safety, yet leaving her neighbourhood wasn't what she wanted. She told him she would accept a change of house, but not of the neighbourhood, as she wasn't ready to leave just yet. He had no other choice but to agree with her.

Just as Cainan promised, she moved into a two-room apartment on the 23rd east avenue at the mainland. Though it was the same neighbourhood; it was a much safer district. He asked if she was happy, and she nodded. He told her that was what was important.

They have gone out a few times in the last three weeks, but they kept things low key. He was still yet to take her on a formal outing. He would ask her how her day went and she would tell him, just like couples would. After Cainan took care of the reporters the first time, none bothered her anymore and she was free to go home and work freely without fear of being confronted.

"When is my order coming along?" asked Jude in an impatient tone. He was one of the restaurant's customers.

In the past three weeks, his visits had become more frequent and, though the reasons were both unknown and irrelevant to Jasmin, she was happy he was buying and spending at the restaurant.

"Soon, just be patient, Jude," she assured him with a charming smile, after dropping the cup of ice cream another customer ordered a minute ago on their table.

He scowled and mumbled something under his breath. "I no longer want to be patient, Jasmin. I have been patiently waiting for you and now I hear you belong to some rich guy now."

Her cheeks heat, not in the cute way. She felt insulted a little by Jude's crude use of words, like she was some property. He had no right to use such a tone, no matter how long he had been waiting for his order.

However, she maintained her charming smile, as she spoke, "Some rich guy isn't his name, Jude, his name is Cainan Inferno and also I belong to no one. I choose whom I want to be with. I hope you can understand that."