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Where would you like to go in honeymoon?

Dara paused in surprise, her arm still extended in the act of handing her boss a folder of letter across the desk. "Honeymoon?" she repeated cautiously, wondering if she had heard correctly.

It was like Kwon Jiyong to ask a personal question, let alone one so unexpected. Some times on Monday morning he remembered to ask her if she had had a good weekend, but never as if he cared about the answer and she always said "yes, thank you" in reply, even if it had been a disaster-as, frankly, it often was.

"yes, Honeymoon", said JIyong with an edge of impatience. He took the folder and opened it. "You know, after you get married".

"Err..I am not getting married" said Dara

Chance would be fine thing, she thought wryly. All her friends seemed to be settling down, but she was obviously doomed to remain single and if it wasn't for lack of trying, whatever her best friend. Bom, might say. Ever since Il Woo had thrown his engagement, she had thrown herself into the dating game, but no matter how promising her date seemed at first, Dara always ended up making an excuse to leave early.

"Pretend that you are" said Jiyong, skimming the first letter and scrawling his signature at the bottom before looking up at her with the piercingly light eyes that always reminded Dara of stainless steel, so cool unyielding were they.

He put down his pen "You're a Woman" he said as if noticing the fact for the first time, which it probably was, Dara thought. She was resigned now to the fact that, as far as Kwon Jiyong is concerned, she was little more than a walking, talking piece of office equipment.

"I have it on good authority that most women start planning their dream weddings when they're about six" he said, 'so you must have given it a thought".

"That's true, but at six you're only interested in pretty dresses," Dara pointed out. "You're not that concerned about the groom at that stage, let alone the honeymoon."

Jiyong frowned as he pulled the next letter towards him. "So you haven't thought about it since then?"

"Well, i wouldn’t say that" she admitted scrupulously, but my fantasies have never gone beyond getting married. Sadly, I've never been in a position where there's any point in planning a honeymoon.

“You are now” Jiyong cast a cursory glance over the letter and signed t before reaching for the next one.

“Pardon?”

I”I want you to plan a honeymoon, ” he said, his pen moving briskly over the paper.

“But…who for?”

“For me” said Jiyong, as if it were obvious.

“for you?”’

Dara stared at him. She shouldn’t be surprised, she realized. Kwon Jiyong was 28 single, Straight and very rich. Why wouldn’t he get married?

It wasn’t as if he was unattractive, either. You couldn’t call him handsome exactly, but he was tall and powerfully built and attractive in a way she couldn’t quite explain. His stern face was dominated by a strong nose and those strange light eyes under formidable brows. So, no, he wasn’t handsome. And yet…

And yet there was something about the line of his mouth that made the breath stick in sometimes, something about the big, square, capable hands and the angle of his cheek and jaw that prickled excitingly under her skin and sent a light shiver snaking down under her spine.

Offset against that was the fact that she had worked for Kwon Jiyong for six months without any indication that he had any emotions at all. Not once had he mentioned his personal life. It was only thanks to her friend Minzy in Human Resources that Dara even knew that he was single.

She knew all about his professional reputation, though. In the City they called him G-dragon. He was famous for the chilly precision of his negotiations and his cold-approach to the failing companies that he was brought in to turn around. She knew Jiyong had been in Japan for a number of years, transforming the fortunes of a succession of firms familiar from the JVC Ent, and that lured back to South Korea at reputedly gigantic salary to be a CEO of GD International, which had been struggling in the competitive communications market.

But really that was all she knew. Dara had never met anyone so driven and focused. It was like working for a machine.

Maybe that wasn’t quite fair, she amended mentally. He was too brusque and impatient to be a machine. He was tough, even ruthless, but he was absolutely straight too. Kwon Jiyong wasn’t a man who played games, and she admitted that. With Jiyong, what you saw was what you got.

Except now it turned out that there was another side of him.

“You’re getting married?” she asked him, just in case she had misunderstood. It was hard to imagine Jiyong unbending enough to even smile at a woman, let alone ask her to marry him. He must have had a conversation about something other than work. Amazing.

“Didn’t I tell you?”

“No,” she said with careful restraint,” you didn’t.”

She was only his temporary Personal Secretary, but he might have told her, she thought. Subsiding onto the chair, Dara studied him across the desk as he scanned another letter and wondered what his fiancée was like.

Thin, no doubt. And probably beautiful, she decided glumly.

Funny how men with millions to squander never chose to spend them on average-looking girls who could do with loosing a few dollars, wasn’t it?

“Well..congratulations!” She said brightly. “When did all this happen?”

“At new Year” Jiyong looked uncomfortable turn of the conversation.

“When you were in Japan?” Dara asked, surprised. He had certainly gone on his own—she knew because she had booked his ticket—and he didn’t seem the type to spend a romantic weekend with a stranger, let alone rush into marriage.

“I’ve known Chaerin for nearly a year,” said Jiyong, as if reading her mind. He signed the last letter and sat turning the pen between his fingers with a brooding expression, giving a very bad impression of a besotted lover. “But we didn’t get together until just before I came back from Japan four months ago.”

“Why didn’t you say anything before?”

“There didn’t seem to be any need. We weren’t going to get married until next year. Chaerin is a famous model, and she obviously has to sort out what’s going to happen about her career if she moves over here, so I thought we had plenty of time.”

“oh.” Dara wasn’t sure what else to say. It certainly didn’t sound like mad, passionate love affair, but perhaps Jiyong was different behind closed doors.

With a  mouth like that, it would be a shame if he wasn’t.

“So when are you getting married?” she asked after a moment.

“In six weeks.”

“Six weeks!” Maybe it was mad and passionate love affair after all! “Gosh, that’s not long.”

“I know”

Gahhhddd spank me for being so lazy T.T Sorry for making you wait guys!! I will be updating this one or twice a week depends on my mood and depends if laziness won’t possess me. Heheheheh Hope you enjoy reading this!!