"This is improper," she said, her voice firm but uncertain. "You should not be here, Leader Wang Li. If anyone were to find us…"
Wang Li stepped closer, his presence overwhelming in the small, intimate space of her chamber. "No one will find us, Lady Ying Yue. I assure you, we are perfectly safe. Besides," he added, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper, "I only wish to spend time with you. Is that so wrong?"
Ying Yue's resolve wavered as he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from her face. The touch was light, almost imperceptible, yet it sent a shiver down her spine. Her breath hitched, and she found herself unable to look away from his dark, smoldering gaze.
"You… you should go," she whispered, though the words lacked conviction. "It's dangerous…"
