Ava’s POVLiam stood in the doorway, his expression professional but with a hint of urgency. He had the look of someone who had seen too much of the world’s darker side—grizzled yet alert, his sharp eyes flicking between me and Andrew.“May I come in?” Liam asked, his tone clipped but polite.I glanced over at Andrew, who nodded. “Of course, come in.” I stepped aside, allowing him to enter.The suite, luxurious and romantic just moments ago, now felt like it was brimming with tension. Andrew took a seat on the plush couch, pulling me onto his lap as Liam sat across from us in one of the armchairs, a folder clutched tightly in his hands.“So,” Liam began, opening the folder, “I’ve dug up some interesting things about the woman who’s been following you.”My pulse quickened as I leaned closer, my h
