As Justin accepted every drink offered, he finally managed to drink himself into a stupor. After dealing with yet another wave of guests, his expression relaxed, and his gaze grew unfocused.
“Justin, you’re drunk. Let me help you upstairs to rest,” Emma said softly, her voice gentle as she leaned close to his ear.
Her breath carried a faint sweetness, and her lips lightly brushed against the skin near his ear. Justin felt an irritating tickle and instinctively frowned, trying to move away. But with his drunken state, he stumbled, nearly losing his balance.
Emma quickly caught him, steadying his swaying body. “Justin, be careful. Let me help you,” she urged gently as she guided him toward the elevator.
They ascended to the upper floors of the Mandale Hotel, a property owned by Justin’s family. Due to Heidi’s birthday celebration, the entire hotel had been closed to the public for the evening. Many guests who had too much to drink had already retired to rooms upstairs.
Emma had
