Chapter 132 Night Crawler II
Vanessa came down the stairs slowly, her bare feet making the softest sounds on the polished wood. She had changed into a long, white gown—light, flowing, and elegant. The fabric hugged her curves softly before falling around her legs like water. Her police uniform was gone, replaced now by something gentler, more vulnerable. Her ponytail had been undone, and her golden-blonde hair cascaded freely down her back in soft, glossy waves.
Liam looked up—and for a second, he didn’t say a word.
He just watched her.
The faint glow from the chandelier caught the delicate strands of her hair, the pale fabric of her gown making her look almost ethereal. It was a look that didn’t belong in this world—like something out of a dream.
"Damn..." Liam said with a smirk as his eyes drank her in. "You really shouldn’t walk around looking like that. Someone might fall in love by accident."
Vanessa froze mid-step, her cheeks instantly flooding red.
"I-I... I was just... I’ll show you to your room," she stammered, clutching the edge of her gown like it might shield her from his gaze. Her voice had lost that calm, collected edge. Now it was soft—nervous.
He smiled, amused, but said nothing else as he followed her up the stairs.
She led him through a quiet hallway and pushed open a door near the end. The room inside was smaller than the guest room he had been patched up in before, but still luxurious.
The walls were a warm ivory, accented by dark oak furniture. A queen-sized bed rested near a large window, the covers neatly folded. A single, tall mirror stood in the corner, catching faint moonlight. A soft beige rug spread beneath his feet, and the faint smell of jasmine lingered in the air.
It was quiet. Peaceful.