My mysterious fiance

Previously

…Liam’s smile was slow and knowing. “Perhaps. But I doubt it will be a conversation either of us will enjoy.” He gave me a final, lingering look, a silent promise in his blue eyes, before turning and melting back into the crowd. As Julian led me away, his grip firm, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. The opulent ballroom, once a symbol of my new life, suddenly felt like a beautiful, suffocating cage. The lilies still smelled sweet, but now, beneath the perfume, I could detect a faint, metallic tang, like blood. And I had a chilling premonition that this was only the beginning.