He had called her a liar

Lancelot could not say he was surprised to see her in the elevator after the doors spread open. After her mock show of an interview, he got bored and decided to leave. After all, he had fulfilled his purpose for coming here; to make her feel the same pain he had felt after she slipped out of his bed without notice.

Not even the courtesy of a goodbye.

Seeing her here again, infuriated him.

Why was she not out of the premises yet? But he did not ask her. Instead, he stepped into the elevator and stood beside her.

He made sure that he did not so much as glance at her.

Lancelot was not sure Ziko would be able to control himself if their eyes met. Truthfully, it was not Ziko he feared, it was himself.

With all that he felt for her, he wasn't sure he would be able to control himself if he looked at her.

The last time they had been alone together...

He shook his head, he wouldn't think about it. He would not think about her.

"I didn't peg you to be the type of man who could not separa