Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 415

Against the howling wind, Finnian’s voice was incredibly gentle, almost pleading. He positioned himself in front of her to block the wind. Amara couldn't help but notice the gesture, but the memory of what had happened on that bed filled her with such a potent mixture of fear and hatred that she couldn't bear to look at him.

However, she hadn't completely lost her senses. She knew she had run out without her phone and couldn't even call a car to get home. She wiped her eyes, stood up, and silently followed him back to the apartment.

The entire way, Finnian apologized over and over, blaming the alcohol, saying he had lost control. But Amara remained silent, not wanting to hear a word of it. If she hadn't needed to retrieve her things, she would have bolted.

Finally back in his apartment, she grabbed her phone and was about to call a ride when Finnian insisted on taking her home. “You won’t be able to get a car around here, and it’s late. Let Will drive you.”

He had been too drunk to drive earlier, so Will had brought them here. Amara didn’t refuse. She watched as Finnian called his driver.

Will arrived quickly. As she got into the car, Finnian moved to follow, but she grabbed the door handle, her body tensing, her expression filled with panic.

Finnian understood. His monstrous behavior had terrified her. He let go of the door handle with a sigh of resignation and spoke to Will in the driver's seat. “Drive slowly. Text me when you’ve gotten her home safely.” Amara would certainly not be contacting him again, so he had to rely on Will for confirmation.

He had admitted to deliberately leading her on. Did he see her as just a toy? And why had he done that to her tonight? To use her as an outlet for his frustrations? If he needed to blow off steam, why didn't he go to Liliana?

Amara turned on her side, a single tear escaping and sliding down her temple. She quickly wiped it away, forcing herself to banish the ugly memories and fall asleep.

The next morning, she woke up to over a dozen text messages from Finnian. The sight of his name instantly brought back the horror of the previous night, and any semblance of a good mood vanished. She didn't know what he had said, and she didn't care to find out. She deleted them all without reading a single one.