Jae kyung closed her eyes. There was no point pretending not to know what he was talking about. In hind-sight she could see why he would consider her actions to be rude, but at that time she felt she had no choice.

"I had to go to the office" That was truth in itself. She had promised her dad to finish that project, even if she didn't wanted to because of what happened that night.

"That meant leaving without a word? Did you not think its would be considerate to tell me you were going rather than let me wake to an empty bed?" Woo bin said. The censure in his tone speared her.

Opening her eyes, she stared into the gaze that was every bit as censorious as his words.

He looked...

No, she must be imagining it. He looked...wounded.

"You were sleeping," She whispered. "I didn't want to wake you."

His jaw clenched and his lips tightened. The same lips that had kissed every inch of her body. "Why are you going back to America?" he said

"How do you know that?" She asked surprise overriding her discomfort.

From turning up most days and constantly seeking her out, Woo bin hadn't stepped foot in the company since their night together.

"There is much I know, Jae. But there's much I do not. I don't know what your reasons are for leaving when only two weeks ago you told me you hoped to make Korean your permanent home. What's changed?"

Everything.

Feeling her cheeks flame, she forced herself to meet his gaze head-on and lied, "I missed my home in America."

"That came out very suddenly." he said with deliberate cynicism. "What happened to not always being under your parents and starting your own family here?"

"What do you care?" she asked, anger suddenly sneaking its way through her. "We spent one night together-that does not make me answerable to you." Snatching a bottle of wine from the rack beside her, she wiped the dust off it automactically and put it in the trolley. "And what are you even doing here, questioning me like this? you are a guest and i'm working and your girlfriend would be wondering were you are."

"My girlfriend?"

"Ladyfriend, lover, whatever she is to you. Go back to her."

"You must mean Jennifer."

As if she cared a bit what his lover's name was.

He'd been on the guest list without a plus-one beside his name. She knew because she'd checked. If she'd known for a second he was bringing a woman with him, she wouldn't have agreed to waitress and to hell with any guilt she would have felt because of it.

"Whatever, she'll be missing you" Jae kyung grabbed another bottle, this time not bothering to wipe off the dust. Although she was studiously keeping her attention on the bottle of wine, Jae kyung sensed him move from his position against the doorway.

Her hands shook with from the force of her heart's frantic beats as he walked towards her, his shadow looming larger with every step until she breath in his cologne and its seeped straight into her bloodstream. He was close enough that if he moved his hands only a few inches, he would be able to touch her.

She prayed he didn't touch her.

But she ached for it. Ached for his touch. Ached for his lips on hers. Ached for his hands to roam her skin. Hungered for him.

"Is that jealousy I am hearing, Jae" Woo bin said, curiosity mingled with the tight control in his voice.

"Don't be ridiculous. Why should I be jealous? We don't owe each other anything." She snapped but for all her bravado, she couldn't stop the tremors vibrating through her body, making her quiver in his nearness. He was so close, she could feel the heat from the body she worshipped with her own for their one beautiful, amazing night.

Silence rang out, broken only by the sound of his deepening breaths and Jae kyung's frantic attempts to fill the trolley and escape from the place she'd come to find sanctuary from him.

"To be clear, Jennifer is a good business partner's wife, Drake is stuck in Japan on business and couldn't make the party. He knew I didn't have a date for the evening, so he asked if Jennifer could come with me, as it was a party she'd been looking forward to." he said

"Does he know you're having it off with her?"

"Having it off...?" Woo bin said in a really calm voice,but clearly her idiom, which she alredy regretted blurting out, wasn't a phrase he'd heard before.

She looked at him to see his handsome face darkening as he finally understood her meaning, and all her anger evaporated as shame took its place. Yes, Woo bin had an eye for ladies and had flirted with her as if it were going out of fashion-at least until he'd got her to bed-but he was a true gentleman both in his breeding and in his inmate nature and also he would never cheat on his F4 friends that are like brothers to him talk less of a business partner he consider as a good friend.

If he said his date was the wife of a business partner then...

"Do you think so little of me that you would believe I would cheat on a friend? I won't even do that to my enemy" he said slowly, then raised his hands in the air and stepped back. "I see i am wasting my time her. I thought you and I..." He shook his head in disgust. "Forget it. I am going back to the party. Have a safe journey back to America."

And then he turned on his heel and walked away, his heavy footsteps echoing through the cellar, leaving Jae kyung feeling as if the air had been knocked from lungs.

Had she got everything wrong? Was it possible Woo bin saw her as more than a brief flirtation to while the time away?

Was it possible his feelings were as strong as hers?

Because Jae kyung had fallen in love with him. She'd known that when she'd snatched her last look at his sleeping figure before closing his bedroom door, her heart tearing itself into shreds as she whispered her silent goodbye to him.

Everytime she'd asked the same question over and over. How could she have fallen in love with him after just one night? She'd found no answers. All she knew for certain was that the feelings he evoked in her were the feelings she'd spent her entire life waiting for.

But if he saw her as anything more than a one-night lover, he would have called her.

He hadn't called or messaged or made any attempt to see her.

His silence had spoken volumes.

Not bothering to fill the last few empty spaces in the trolley, she turned it round, clinging to the handle as if it were a life raft. In a way it was. It was all that was keeping her upright.

"Are you ready to go up with that?" said Woo bin

She blinked. She'd thought he'd gone, but Woo bin stood at the door that opened to the stairs, his jaw clenced.

She nodded.

"I'll get the elevator for you." he said

Not waiting for her to respond, he stepped to the right and slammed his hand on the silver button that called the elevator down.

She approached it cautiously, expecting him to turn away and go up the stairs. The sound of the elevator making its descent seemed louder than normal. She doubted the links and pulley that made it work had been oiled recently.

It stop with a shudder that perfectly matched the shudders of her heart.

The elevator had a manual door that required a lot of force to open it. Jae kyung had strained a muscle the first she'd tried. Woo bin opened it without so much as murmur then held it in place while she manoeuvred the trolley inside. Only when she had the trolley secured to the left wall using the strap provided to keep it steady did he step in himself and close the door.

"Thank you." she murmured.

He didn't answer, just stabbed at the silver button inside to get it moving.

The darkness of his mood engulfed the space, an impermeable wall built between them.

With a jolt and screech, the elevator began its slow crawl up to the castle's ground floor.

It was only one floor, but the elevator went so slowly it might have been thirty.

"I'm sorry," she said quietly, her conscience getting the better of her good sense. "I didn't mean to imply anything about you and your friend's wife. My words was thoughtless."

He shrugged , and his eyes flickered to her. Just as she thought he was going to say something and help diffuse this awful, torrid atmosphere, the elevator jerked to a stop.

"That didn't sound good," Jae kyung said tonelessly. Normally when the elevator reached the floor, it would jolt about a bit then give a little puff of defeat. It never just stopped.

They stared at each other for a moment, then Woo bin stepped forward to slide the door open a couple of inches. He left enough of a gap for them to see only the top of the elevator had reached the floor. The rest of it was just hanging there. Hanging in the air, secured by nothing more than thick threads of metal wires.

He dragged his fingers through his hair.

"We're stuck?" she asked, although it was more a statement of the blindingly obvious thn a question.

Tight-lipped, he nodded.

Of course they were stuck. Being stuck in an elevator with Woo bin was just a fitting finale to what had been the worst two weeks of her life. She couldn't even muster the courage to wail at fates.

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Sorry sorry I know I am taking too long to update because i am still having a problem about a computer and also the electricity problem in my country but I would try to finish the story.

And thanks for your supports, really its means alot to me