time, though his voice lacked conviction now. "Are you sure this is what you want? You're drunk. In the morning, you might regret....."
"I won't regret it," she interrupted, her voice husky and certain despite the alcohol slurring her words slightly. "I've wanted this....." She pulled his head down until their foreheads touched, her eyes intense and focused despite her intoxicated state. "I don't need perfect. I just need you."
The elevator chimed softly, announcing their arrival at the penthouse level. The doors opened directly into Lu Yuze's private apartment, a security feature that ensured complete privacy. The space beyond was dark except for the city lights filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows, creating dramatic shadows and illumination that made the expansive open floor plan look both inviting and intimate.
