Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 127

Amara lived on the second floor, and Finnian climbed the stairs and rapped his knuckles against the door a few times.

"Is it the delivery?"

Amara had just ordered some fresh veggies, planning to whip up breakfast first thing in the morning. It was about time for the delivery to arrive, so she didn't think much of it, slipped on her slippers, and opened the door.

To her surprise, it was Finnian standing there; she was taken aback.

"Why are you here so late?"

Amara glanced at the clock. It was already 10:47 PM. Most people with a regular schedule would be in bed by now. Why was he here out of blue?

Finnian was about to respond when he noticed a men's bag on the couch, his gaze freezing on it.

That bag was a new release from a couple of months ago. During an auction, Elysia had suggested he buy something for Amara. He had Will ask Amara what she wanted, and she'd asked for a set of matching bags, one for a man and one for a woman.

He'd assumed the men's bag was meant for him, but last time he'd seen a man with a mask at Amara's place, carrying this exact bag.

And now, here it was again, in Amara's apartment. So, was that guy here now too? And was he Lucian?

Just as Finnian was going to ask, the bedroom door swung open. A tall man with bare chest emerged, towel around his waist, drying his wet hair with another towel. While doing so, he asked, "Ama, did the delivery arrive?"

But if they were going to fight, Keith thought it would be wise to get dressed first. No way was he going to risk losing his towel mid-fight and looking less imposing.

As he glanced around for his clothes, Amara stepped in, voice icy as she declared, "Mr. Everly, this is my apartment. Please leave."

Finnian's pupils contracted. Their interactions had always been few, but he could tell Amara had always been gentle and accommodating with him. She wouldn't have been bringing him meals unceasingly for three years otherwise, and she had been agreeable with him recently, too.

But now, for some random guy, she was ordering him out? Finnian's eyes darkened, stormy and terrifying.

"Mr. Everly, I have things to attend to. Please leave," Amara insisted, her voice firm with a touch of irritation, seeing he hadn't budged.