Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 65

Her cheeks were so soft, just a slight tilt and Finnian's lips met hers. Her lips were even softer, smooth and enticing, much like a perfectly ripe peach, full and luscious.

Finnian couldn't help himself; he opened his mouth and gave her a playful nibble. Amara's eyes widened in shock, her eyelids trembling in disbelief.

Without a second thought, she pushed Finnian away, scrambling out of the bathtub, grabbing a towel to cover herself as she dashed out.

Finnian remained seated in the tub, watching as the steam slowly cleared, revealing the pristine white tiles. It dawned on him what had just happened.

He was filled with regret, so much so that he felt like giving himself a slap. Had he really just kissed Amara on impulse? And not just her cheek—he had gone for the lips too?

Finnian gritted his teeth, slowly standing up from the tub. He glanced below his waist, his expression darkening. Only when he felt composed again did he nervously step out of the bathroom.

For someone who had commanded respect in the Wye business circle for years, who had faced countless challenges with unwavering confidence, it was the first time Finnian felt this level of uncertainty.

In the bedroom, Amara was already dressed. She sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a mask, her eyes red and puffy, looking utterly miserable.

Finnian's guilt intensified. He approached Amara, his expression troubled, and said, "I'm really sorry for earlier. I overstepped."

Amara shook her head. "I'm okay."

Her eyes were red, resembling a wounded bunny, which made Finnian feel even worse.

He sat down next to Amara, at a loss for words to explain what had happened. After a moment, he realized there wasn't much to explain—it was his own foolish mistake. How could he put that into words?