~Yuna~

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As I was looking outside the window, sitting inside of the taxi, I felt my heart aching for the pain that JaeJoong must have gone through. He must know right? I mean, he cannotknow that his mother has alzheimers and yet not do anything about it. But the nurse said that he rarely visits her, what kind of reasons must he have in order to not visit his mother who was forgetting and soon were to die..?

I know I also did wrong, visiting his mother, lying to the staff in order to see his mother but ... if he didn't visit.. then who did? If the paper was just lying there, it must be a sign of the hospital calling for him right? Has he done a check up? Does he have alzheimers as well?

I soon enough arrived at the mansion which forced me to stop think about these things and when I was done paying I slowly dragged my feet inside, wondering how I am suppose to look at JaeJoong, to look him in the eyes and see that whatever that was displaying in his eyes, behind that wall, there was a lot of pain .

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!?!"

The sudden scream of frustration and worriness scared me to death which caused me to stumble and fall over on the floor. JaeJoong was quick though, he hurried over to my side and helped me up and hurriedly took off my jacket and threw it at the maid as he grabbed the towel around his neck and started to wipe away the rain that had marked its place on me

"Yuna! You know better than to go out in this rain. You can't get sick!!" He scolded

I watched him quietly, not uttering a word as his eyes were fixed on all the spots that the rain had poured its way down on me. He was so immersed with his wiping that he didn't notice my gaze on him.

I started to wonder if I had the right to interfere in his private life, if I was allowed to ask, to know and to comfort him. But as I was watching him, the answer to all the three questions of mine were no.

"You're so quiet Yuna..." JaeJoong said softly as he kept on wiping and drying me.

He stopped with what he was doing and then took a deep breath and with a gentle look, he soon met my eyes, giving me no choice but to once again drown in them

"You look so .. sad.." He whispered, as if he was talking to himself, a statement

"I'm not" I said and forced a smile

He watched me for a minute or two before nodding, letting it pass for now

"Go and take a shower okay? I don't want you to get sick" He said and a peck was soon felt on my forehead

A warm sensation was felt, as if he was electrifying me through my body just with that one kiss. I nodded like a good girl and hurried upstairs. The shower didn't take me long and with the help of the maid, as I was sitting in front of the make up table, I was getting my hair dried by the maid

"Miss Ito" She suddenly said

"Yuna.. please" I smiled happily

"Miss Yuna.."

"Just Yuna.." I protested

The maid laughed shyly but shook her head

"I'm sorry Miss, I have a policy to follow"

I sighed in defeat

"Call me whatever that makes you feel comfortable" I smiled

"You make Mr Kim very happy, did you know?" She asked as she started to brush my hair

"Happy?" I asked, wondering

She nodded

"This is my first time seeing Mr.Kim care about someone else except from the staff at Mirotic. He is awfully ... and amazingly caring towards you. It is a new side of him. I'm really glad that you came into his life"

I started to laugh a bit embarrassed, not knowing what to say. The maid smiled gently at me and I nodded

"You make it sound as if we were married.. or a couple" I said

"Maybe Mr.Kim has feelings for you"

I froze on spot.

"Feelings?" I stammered

She nodded

"Yes Miss. Feelings. He cares a lot about you and it is very obvious that you are very special to him. He has never had any guests in his house except from Mr. Jung. Mr Park. Mr Shim and Mr. Kim, Xiah" She said

"Is that so?" She nodded

"What... about his family?"

The maid shrugged

"I don't know much about his family Miss. But there has been rumors going on here" She said

"What kind of rumors?" I asked

"Mr.Kim never speaks of his family. He finds it very annoying and always avoids it. What I know is that he's the only child, his mother is alive while his father passed away many years ago" She said

"Oh..."

"I think I also heard that.. he doesn't speak to his mom or sees her because of the tough childhood he was forced to grow up in" She said

"Tough.. childhood?"

"Miss, please do not tell anyone about this. This is just rumors that I've heard while working here" She suddenly started to plead and bow to me

"Hey! It's okay... I won't tell anyone!" I said and got up from the chair in order to stop her from bowing

"Miss Ito please... I.."

"What is going on here?"

I froze, the maid froze. We both looked up to see JaeJoong standing by the doorentrance to my bedroom, folding his arms over his chest while leaning onto the door that was open. He looked gorgeous, having loose pants along with a black tee. Even in those simple clothes, he managed to make it look fashionable

"Mr.Kim" The maid bowed

"Yuna.. is everything alright? Did she do something wrong?" JaeJoong questioned

I shook my head immediatly

"No.. No.. She.. uhm.. I told her to call me... Yuna but she kept insisting that she wants to call me Miss Ito" I lied

JaeJoong raised an eyebrow and suddenly bursted out in laughter

"Oh my.."

I rolled my eyes and looked at the maid who mouthed me 'Thank You'. I smiled back at her and told her to go and she hurried outside. She closed the door as she stepped outside and JaeJoong slowly walked over to me and smiled

"You're going to be popular around here if you keep being and acting like you do"

"acting like what?" I asked, narrowing my eyes jokingly

He laughed

The silence took over, he raised his hand and suddenly it was right next to my cheek. He removed the hair and put it behind my ear gently. He then looked into my eyes, and for awhile, I thought I was going to faint.

"Where were you today?" He asked, smiling at me

He shouldn't have done that because that caused me to stop breathing. How could a smile from him take my breath away in a sec?

"You're not gonna answer?" He laughed quietly with his husky voice

"You're.. blinding me.." I swallowed hard

"Mwoh?"

"Blinding me..." I said, forcing myself to speak and ignoring the big ball that was forming inside my throat.

"Blinding..? How could I possibly blind you?"

My heartbeats increased, as I felt his fingers playing with my cheek, softly caressing them as he was looking into my eyes deeply. It felt like he was coming closer, his breathing was heard, in sync with my own. It felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest, jumping out and landing in JaeJoong's hands.

The distance between us was getting smaller and I could almost feel his nosetip.

I closed my eyes, not able to think or to look at him, not knowing what to expect either but.. I was hoping... I couldn't say what I was hoping for because I don't know if this is what I wanted but..

The vibration and the sound from JaeJoong's phone was heard, interrupting my thoughts and also JaeJoong's. I heard a sigh from him and I was forced to open my eyes to see him taking a step back. He flipped the phone open and I stared down on the floor, disappointed by the interruption..

"Oh.. YeJin"

I looked up surprised to see YeJin calling him. He looked worried and his expression changed a bit as he was tiredly trying to focus on her words.

I let out a sigh of disappointment, hoping that he would hear it. I turned around and decided to walk over to the bed and lie down. I felt his eyes on my back but I didn't want to look around.

The maids words starting to come up inside of my head and I started to wonder, put myself on the thread as well as I was thinking. It became clearer and clearer as I started to think about the times that I've been close to him. If he managed to make my heart pound and beat crazily, if he managed to take my breath away and if I constantly was thinking about him ... wasn't that a sign of me having feelings for him? Of course it is..

I looked at him again, seeing him wandering back and forth while talking with YeJin about work and I started to realize.

I had feelings for him, and I was hoping for him to kiss me. But did he really have feelings for me?