Jane's heart raced as she finally processed the shocking truth. "You're the heir to the biggest business in the U.S. You're not just some regular guy like I thought. This changes everything. I'm not the right match for you," she said, her voice shaky as the weight of her realization sank in. "Your family will never accept me. They might just hand me a bag of cash and tell me to go away, or worse... they might just kill me." She sighed deeply, the heaviness of her words hanging in the air between them.
Nick chuckled softly, the sound light and carefree, cutting through the tension in the air. "I'm being serious here," Jane insisted, her brow furrowed in confusion and worry.
"I told you before not to watch too many dramas," he teased, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
"It's not funny!" she shot back, her heart pounding with the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her.
Nick's expression softened, and he leaned in slightly, his tone turning sincere. "Tell me something honestly," he said. "Forget about my identity for a moment. If I were just a regular guy running a gaming company, would you still not want to be with me?"
Jane's lips curled into a soft smile, warmth spreading through her chest. "You know I don't care about money," she replied, her voice gentle.
"Then what's stopping you?" Nick pressed, his eyes searching hers, eager for her answer.
"Nick, I'm just worried," she admitted, her voice quieter now, filled with uncertainty.
Nick's gaze softened, his words full of emotion. "Jane, you're the purest soul I've ever met," he said, his voice full of warmth and sincerity. "I know that one day I'll have to tell everyone about who I really am, and there will be challenges. But I don't care about wealth. I've always dreamed of a simple life, and I can't think of anyone else I want by my side except you. So, I want you to be honest with me—how do you really feel about me?"
The words hung in the air as Jane took a moment to collect her thoughts. Then, in a soft voice, she finally said, "I love you."
Nick's eyes lit up with hope. "Say that again," he urged, leaning a little closer to her.
"I love you," Jane repeated, her voice stronger this time, her heart pounding in her chest.
Nick smiled brightly, hope and happiness flooding his face. "If you can stay with me through my worst moments, can't you stay with me even if I'm an heir?" he asked, his eyes filled with the hope of her answer.
"I can," Jane affirmed, her voice steady and sure.
"Then that's it," he said triumphantly, a wide smile lighting up his face.
Jane hesitated for a second, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Are you sure? You won't change your mind later?"
Nick laughed and shook his head, playfully rolling his eyes. "What do you take me for?"
"I just meant..." she trailed off, her voice suddenly uncertain again. "There will be so many beautiful women flocking around you later."
"Do they not already?" Nick raised an eyebrow, a teasing glint in his eyes.
Jane swatted his arm playfully, rolling her eyes. "Do you think I have eyes for anyone else when I have this right in front of me?" she said, gesturing toward him with a teasing smile.
"Shut up," she muttered, trying to hide her smile as she glanced away.
Nick leaned in a little closer with a mischievous grin. "No sane man would leave these curves behind," he said with a flirtatious tone, making her gasp in surprise.
Jane's cheeks turned pink as she blushed. "What will you do when we have kids and I gain weight?" she asked, her voice full of teasing mischief.
Nick burst out laughing. "So you didn't just accept my love, you've already planned ahead?" he said, clearly amused by her playful thoughts.
Jane bit her lip and turned away slightly, her face still flushed. "Shut up," she muttered, trying to hide the smile playing at her lips.
"I'm going home. It's getting late," Jane said, feeling like the conversation was starting to wind down.
Nick reached out and grabbed her hand, his grip firm but gentle. "You came to me like this, and now you want to go home?" he said, a teasing edge to his voice.
"What are you thinking?" Jane gasped, trying to pull her hand away, but he held on tight.
"I'm not letting you go anywhere," he said with a grin. "It's better if you take a day off tomorrow."
"Why?" she asked, raising an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued.
Nick's grin widened, and he teased, "I don't think you'll be able to walk well tomorrow."
"What? Why?" she looked down at her heels, confused by his comment.
"I wear heels all the time. It's not a big deal. Why would I need to take off for that?" she replied, walking beside him with a slightly confused smile.
Nick chuckled, shaking his head. "That's not what I meant."
Before she could respond, Nick scooped her up into his arms effortlessly, carrying her bridal-style toward his car.
"Nick! Put me down! People are watching!" she protested, laughter bubbling up from her throat despite her embarrassment.
He laughed too, gently setting her down in the passenger seat before climbing in himself. The drive to his penthouse was filled with a mix of excitement and nerves, both of them feeling the tension of the night.
Once inside, Jane's heart raced. Nick asked her to freshen up, and she nodded, trying to steady her breathing. She splashed cold water on her face in the bathroom, trying to calm herself down.
When she emerged, Nick had changed into a relaxed T-shirt and loose pants, the atmosphere feeling laid-back but charged. He'd prepared a snack of fried corn and set up a cozy movie-watching area.
"Are we watching a movie?" Jane asked, glancing at the warm glow of the lights and the inviting setup.
"What were you thinking?" Nick joked, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
"Nothing," Jane replied quickly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
As Nick set up the movie, they both settled in, the tension of their earlier conversation still lingering in the air.
"You don't look very comfortable," Nick observed, glancing over at her.
"I'm fine!" Jane stammered, her heart thumping in her chest as she avoided his gaze.
"You look nervous around me," he said, his voice low and teasing.
"I'm not!" she protested, but her words betrayed her, her heart racing faster as she felt his gaze on her.
"Then come here," Nick said, his voice low and inviting. He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her as they settled into the couch, the light from the screen flickering across their faces. A comedy movie played, and laughter soon filled the space between them, lightening the mood. He played with her fingers, intertwining them with his, the warmth of his touch sending butterflies dancing in her stomach.
As the film progressed, a kiss scene unfolded on-screen, and Jane felt her heart race. Nervousness washed over her, and she instinctively pulled away, her cheeks flushing. Nick, however, kept her firmly in place, a teasing grin on his face.
"Why is the scene so long?" she blurted out, her voice laced with a mix of annoyance and anxiety.
He turned to her, his gaze smoldering. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"You don't like it?" he challenged, arching an eyebrow.
"I do," she admitted, biting her lip. "But it makes me nervous."
"Relax," he said, his tone softening. "I won't do anything to you until you're comfortable around me, like before. I'll take things slow."
A small smile broke across her face, easing some of the tension. "Then why did you ask me to take off?" she murmured, feigning innocence.
He gasped playfully, his eyes widening. "I just love teasing you."
She rolled her eyes, chuckling softly. "I was just being considerate." Suddenly, she choked on her cola, coughing as he leaned closer.
"You can't say things out loud like that," she laughed, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red.
"Tell me something," he said, his voice turning serious. "Have you never dreamed of me like that?"
"Are you kidding me? Never," she replied, shaking her head emphatically. "I always saw you as a kid."
His face fell in mock disappointment. "It's okay, I'll wait," he said, a teasing lilt returning to his voice. The movie wrapped up, and as the credits rolled, he glanced over at her. "You should head to your room and sleep. Good night."
She watched him clear the table, a wave of regret washing over her for the words she had said earlier. Just as he turned to leave, something inside her shifted. She hugged him from behind, her arms wrapping around his waist, and felt his heart begin to race beneath her touch.
"Jane?" he murmured, surprised.
She lingered there for a moment, feeling the warmth radiating from him. Slowly, she released him and turned him around. Taking his hand, she led him to his room, locking the door behind her. His eyes widened in astonishment.
Without hesitation, she made him sit on the bed. Then she climbed onto his lap, her legs straddling him, and kissed him passionately. He responded immediately, his hands finding her waist as he kissed her back hungrily, the world outside fading away.
"I love you," she gasped between kisses, pulling back for breath.
"You do realize what you're doing to me, right?" he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "I cannot resist anymore."
She nodded, her heart pounding as she met his gaze, a mixture of excitement and trepidation swirling within her. "Make me yours. I am ready."
He kissed her again, the heat between them intensifying. Gently, he placed her on the bed and removed his shirt, revealing his toned body. Jane's eyes widened as she took in the sight, her breath hitching in her throat. He leaned in again, kissing her deeply.
"Be gentle," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
"I can't," he confessed, a hint of desperation in his tone. "Don't stop me."
As the night unfolded, their boundaries blurred, passion igniting a fire that had long been simmering beneath the surface, ready to engulf them both.
I cant. Don't stop me.
He says and removes her cloths. Takes his time to admire her when she tries to cover her body he takes her hands with his one hand and place it above her head. Let me look at you. So beautiful. He kisses her entire body and makes her moan so much. Take me she says.
Not yet.
Please.
No.
He keeps kissing her all over until he feels satisfied. Then he spreads her legs and removes his pants. Stood tall infront of her.
Open your eyes. She obeys.
Loook at me.
She does.
Feel it.
She does hesitantly. She gasps.
I still think you should be gentle.
No.
He says. And positions himself. She shuts her eyes tight.
This is my pent up passion. I really cant. He says and with one thrust he enters her. She yelps in pain. He stays inside her for a few minutes until she could adjust. She takes deep breath for a few seconds. He asks her are you comfortable.
Yes.
He starts moving slowly. Her pain reduces.
He slowly increases his pace. Loook at me. He says.
She blushes but looks at him. She could hardly resist.
I belong to you only you. He says and comes inside her fully.
She feels him with her own release. I love you. He says.
She blushes. They stay like that for a moment before he lies beside her hugging her tight.
How do you feel? He asks.
"Dont ask." She says and hides her face inside the blanket. They talk for a while.
"Are you satisfied?" She asks him. He makes her look at him.
I was not kidding about you taking off. I cannot get enough of you. He says and kiss her again and they spend the entire night with pure passion. She woke up past 10 and looked at his sleeping face. She tries to get out of the bed after placing a kiss on is cheek. But he pulls her into his arms. Not yet. He says.
She blushes.
Let me wash up.
No.
He says and wakes up. He takes her hand and makes her feel him. She gasps.
This is how I wake up everyday. From today take responsibility for it, He says and kiss her again.
They do it one more time until her legs give way and she falls on him. They shower together.