Sky Chandler, a powerful CEO, first captured Jules Parker's heart in high school with kindness and charisma. Jules idolizes Sky, but when their paths cross again years later in the unforgiving corporate world, the hero of Jules' past becomes a guard...
The intimate moment shared by Jules and Sky was short-lived. Suddenly, Jules gasped, pointing at Sky's face in alarm. Confused, Sky wiped his nose and stared at his hand in shock—it was bleeding.
"Oh no!" he muttered, his eyes wide with surprise.
Jules quickly helped him settle on the sofa, concern etched across her face. "Is your blood pressure rising? But it's not hot in here..." she asked, puzzled.
Sky leaned back, a faint smile curling his lips as he stared at her. "The room temperature isn't hot, but I feel it. I've never done this before... I'm excited."
He hesitated, then confessed earnestly, "I'm feeling the heat because I'm... turned on."
Jules chuckled, finding his honesty adorable. "How cute. I wonder if other couples are like this," she teased, her smile warm.
But Sky sighed, his face clouding over. "I'm so useless," he mumbled. "I've already opened up to you—can't you at least give me a compliment?"
"What kind of compliment do you want?" Jules replied, tilting her head playfully. "You failed the mission today, though," she added, pinching his cheeks.
Sky groaned in mock defeat. "You're the one making all the effort here," he admitted.
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Jules softened, resting her hand on his. "Then let's learn together from now on." She sealed her words with a gentle kiss on his forehead.
Encouraged, Sky leaned in to kiss her back, but his nose betrayed him again, bleeding profusely. Jules burst into laughter. "Hold it right there, Sir Sky! Stay still," she teased, fetching tissues.
Later that night, Jules called her friend Dianne. "Dianne, my friend! Are you asleep already? Do your sis a favor," she pleaded sweetly.
"How can I ignore you when you're being so earnest?" Dianne replied. "What's the matter?"
Meanwhile, Sky called Tee for advice. "Tee, how do I... you know... initiate that?" he asked awkwardly.
Tee laughed heartily. "Alright, listen up..."
As their friends offered insight over the phone, both Jules and Sky found themselves nodding off mid-conversation, the night slipping away.
By morning, Jules groggily realized she'd been mumbling to Dianne in her sleep. She nudged Sky awake, only to find him murmuring in his dreams about Tee's advice.
"Sir Sky, it's already morning," she said softly. Sky turned toward her, his voice sleepy. "Mon..."
"Nothing happened last night, right?" Jules asked. "Yeah, I talked to Tee until I fell asleep," Sky admitted.
"I did the same with Dianne," Jules replied, chuckling. Both sighed deeply, staring at the ceiling.
Later, Jim arrived unannounced, her sunglasses perched dramatically on her nose. Sky and Jules exchanged uneasy glances.
"What are you doing here?" Sky asked.
Ignoring the question, Jim waved a hand, and a box was delivered to the room.
"What's this?" Jules asked as Sky opened it to reveal a bottle.
"This is..." Jules began to guess, but Jim interrupted.
"The heavenly water! Just a sip, and you'll be on cloud nine," she proclaimed.
"It's whiskey," Jules deadpanned.
"Exactly," Jim replied smugly.
Sky frowned. "And what are you trying to say?"
Jim sighed. "Do you realize how hard it is for a pregnant woman like me to go out of her way to buy this for you two?"
"So... you bought this as nourishment for Mon and me?" Sky asked, scratching his neck in confusion.
"Argh, no! Drink it before you initiate your mission—it's supposed to help!" Jim added, exasperated, before making her exit.
Night fell faster than they expected. Sky lit a candle, dressed in his black robe, while Jules appeared in her white one. I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing played softly in the background, setting a romantic mood.
Sky tapped the sofa beside him, motioning Jules to sit closer. She complied, her smile shy.
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Pouring whiskey into their glasses, Sky downed his quickly, earning a surprised look from Jules.
"Are you in a hurry, Sir Sky?" she teased.
"Do I look like it?" he retorted.
"Yeah," she admitted with a giggle.
As the night progressed, Sky leaned in to kiss her, but Jules hesitated. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" she asked. "It still feels unfair to miss Mia."
Sky paused, his expression resolute. "If we complete the mission tonight, I'll break up with her tomorrow."
"Are you serious?" Jules asked, torn.
Instead of answering, Sky sealed her doubts with a kiss. "Say no more," he whispered.
The music swelled, carrying them through a night of intimacy and shared vulnerability, as love found its truest form.
By morning, Jules woke to find Sky in the bathroom. Smiling to herself, she cherished the memories of the night before.
