He swung his legs off the bed, the movement fluid despite his obvious, straining arousal. He didn't bother to hide it as he stood; let the world see the effect she had on him. He snatched a robe from a nearby chair, tying it loosely around his waist as he strode to the door.
He opened it a bare two inches.
Ah Ling and Ah Ying stood in the hallway, their eyes carefully averted from the crack in the door. "Sir," Ah Ying murmured, "the documents from the Singapore merger have been couriered over urgently. They require your immediate review before the 5 AM call. And also we have got guests!"
Lu Yuze's voice was a study in controlled impatience, rough-edged from interrupted passion. "I will be out in ten minutes. After a shower. Leave them in the study. And any guests, can be dismissed, I don't plan on seeing anyone."
"Of course, sir."
He closed the door without another word, the lock engaging with a solid, definitive click.
