Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 82 Attitude Changed

Though Grace was annoyed, she was quite aware that what Cayne said was right.

She lowered her head, but Cayne still remained patient.

After a while, Grace raised her head, "I have one more request. You can force me with violence. Or I can't even have a choice. You should know that, Mr. Filocci." "No problem."

Cayne agreed without hesitation, 'Fool, no violence doesn't mean that I can't go tough.'

His action was much faster than her.

Grace looked at Cayne with doubt. She felt it weird as he agreed without hesitation. But she couldn't figure out any flaw of their conversation.

"I am hungry."

"Come in." Grace opened the door of her dorm. As usual, she started to cook in the kitchen.

And then she served a bowl of noodles for Cayne. Then he finished the food soon.

Cayne took out a piece of handkerchief to wipe his lips gently. The two hadn't talked even a single word since they came in, but it seemed somehow quite harmonious. However, Grace started to get alert.

She kept silent, staring at Cayne and kept a distance away from him.

Suddenly, Cayne stood up, tilted to watch the alert woman, "Aren't you not going to see me out of your door."

"No, Mr. Cayne, please close the door when you leave."

"Well, I think the job you served should require you to see your guest out, right? Or do you think it is not your duty since it is off work time? So i am not your guest?" "Then I am afraid that I need to meet you in the Royal Club."

Another threat.

Grace gritted her teeth out of anger, "You are right, Mr. Cayne, though it is off duty time, I still have to serve you as my honorable guest. Let me see you out, Mr. Cayne."

kept her eyes on this man alertly. He was really a freak who was addicted to suck her wound and even sprinkle salt on it, and he even called his eccentricity

am really tired tonight and I won't touch your

Cayne said sincerely, "I am a

his sincerity without any cunning. She breathed a sigh of relief, "Then,

"You just said..."

not touch the wound on

"Yeah, that's it."

her forehand and

go back on

will keep my words? You are so stupid. Can't you notice the reason

Cayne behooved his lie.

was a bit irritated, and she had the urge to slap his

suddenly, Cayne reached out his hand and patted on Grace's forehead gently, "It is getting late now. Have a nice sleep, good night."

overwhelmed with

woman was a

could image that Cayne felt like meeting a breathed walking

few more days later, Grace still felt annoyed when she saw that man appear in front

and kept failing, but

own change, Grace started to

she did not feel that pain as before when

hurt could

could endure such a pain by gritting hard. Even if Cayne sprinkled salt on her wound, she could still bear it and

dope. How could

made yourself covered with blood and you told me you were assassinated by someone. And you

would do such

even believe that this man named Cayne would do so much ado to play such a trick so as to

even fully prepared for such

my fault," Cayne dusted himself and stood up, "I am hungry, serve me