Liam’s POV
I needed to behave tonight. One wrong move and I’d piss off Aurora, but looking at her, it was nearly impossible to keep the goofy grin off my face. She looked insanely beautiful—so radiant it made my chest ache.
"I didn’t expect to see you here today, Liam."
The sharp voice behind me cut through the low hum of classical music. I turned, adjusting my cuffs, to find Emette standing there, his expression tightly controlled.
"And of course I was expecting to see you here," I replied, letting an amused smirk tug at my lips. "I mean, it is your boyfriend’s mother’s gala, after all."
Emette didn't find the joke remotely funny. His jaw clenched.
"Hmm... look, I don't want to be a d**k," I continued, pocketing my hands, "but don't you think this is going a bit too far? I mean, you
