"Can't they get someone else to do the shooting?" Caden frowned, his brows knitting together. I shook my head. "I don't want to go back on my word." Seeing how determined I was, his expression darkened. Ah, here we go again—this man was getting jealous of Jasper. Not that I could blame him. Jasper's feelings for me were painfully obvious. Besides, even though my role in the project was just a supporting one, I still had several intimate scenes with Jasper. "It's getting late. You should head to work." I stood up, urging him to leave. "I'm staying home with you," Caden said firmly, making no move to get up. "I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone like this." "I'm fine now. The ointment helped a lot." I feigned irritation. "If you don't leave soon, I'll have to kick you out myself." "Alright, I'm going." Caden finally agreed to leave, but not without reminding me, "Make sure you rest properly at home." "Got it," I replied, practically shoving him out the door. Not long after Caden left, I heard a knock at my bedroom door. I glanced over. Could he have forgotten something and come back? Just as I was about to open the door, a familiar voice called out. "Ms. Sinclair." It was Willa. I got up and opened the door. She stood there holding a tray of breakfast, an assortment of dishes neatly arranged on it. "This is ... ?" I looked at the food, a little puzzled. Willa smiled as she set the tray down. "Mr. Holbrook asked me to prepare this for you. He said you should eat something light because of your allergies, so he had me make this for you. Try them, Ms. Sinclair. See if you like them." Caden asked her to specially make this for me?A warmth spread in my chest. "Thank you, I really appreciate it." "Mr. Holbrook also said you need plenty of rest. I won't disturb you. Let me know if you need anything," Willa said with a bright smile. "Thank you, Willa," I said sincerely. She turned to leave, and as I ate my breakfast, I absentmindedly scrolled through my phone. Yesterday, the launching ceremony for "The Call of the Wolf" made it to the trending list. And, of course, my allergy-ridden face was put on full display. The photos were absolutely unflattering, and the comment section was filled with ridicule. "Oh my god, since when did Starplay Entertainment's CEO Rosaline turn into such an eyesore?" "This is beyond embarrassing!" "She looks like that and still plans to have a romantic scene with Jasper? Excuse me while I gag!" ... The comment section was flooded with the same kind of remarks—an endless wave of criticism directed at me. I curled my lips into a smirk. Let those keyboard warriors have their moment. Not that I care. The allergy ointment was working well. A few more applications and the rashes would be completely gone. I headed to the bathroom for a shower, washing off the old ointment before applying a fresh layer. Leaning back lazily in the bathtub, surrounded by bubbles, I felt completely at ease. Yet, the person lurking in the shadows, scheming against me, remained a mystery. I narrowed my eyes. Whoever they were, resorting to such underhanded tricks—they clearly had a death wish. I wasn't about to let them off the hook. After a long, relaxing soak, I stepped out of the bath—only to realize I had forgotten to bring a change of clothes. There was no helping it. I wrapped myself in a towel and stepped out.Securing the towel tightly, I opened the bathroom door and walked into my room. The moment I stepped inside, I froze. A tall, lean figure was sitting on the sofa. Caden? "Ah!" I let out an instinctive scream. Wasn't he supposed to be at work? Why was he suddenly in my room? Crap. Gripping the towel tightly, I shot him a wary look. "Caden, aren't you supposed to be at the office? When did you get here?" Caden's POV: I had been worried about Rosaline all day, leaving me unable to focus on anything. So, I left work early and came home. When I got home, Rosaline was in the shower, so I sat on the couch to wait for her. But the next time I looked up, I was met with an incredibly alluring sight. There she was, fresh out of the shower, her damp hair dripping with water. A white towel was wrapped loosely around her, her fair skin practically glowing. The faint reddish marks from her allergic reaction only made her look even more enticing. I felt my body heat up instantly. My pulse pounded as I stood up abruptly, my dark eyes burning with intensity as I locked my gaze onto her. I was a healthy young man, and she was standing there dressed like this—what was she thinking? Rosaline's face flushed as soon as she caught my heated stare. "Caden, get out!" she gasped, clutching the towel tighter around her. Leave? At a time like this? No way. I strode forward and pulled her into my arms with one swift motion. "Rosaline, you're breathtaking," I murmured in her ear, my voice deep and husky. "Ugh, let go of me!" she protested, squirming in my embrace, too afraid to struggle too hard in case her towel slipped. I paid her no mind. Lowering my head, I captured her soft, sweet lips in a deep, hungry kiss. She tasted like candy—sweet, warm, and utterly irresistible ...