Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 61

Amara felt a bit awkward, just about to mutter an apology or something when Finnian removed her arm.

The gesture sent a chill through her. Hadn't he agreed to act a bit more affectionate? Why couldn't he even tolerate that? Did he dislike her that much?

But to her surprise, the next moment, Finnian wrapped his arm around her waist. His hand gripped her slender waist firmly, the touch sending a hot flush through her, and her heart raced like crazy.

"This looks more intimate," Finnian said smoothly, guiding Amara inside.

"Oh right, I haven't told you things about my family yet," Amara mentioned, trying to keep her cool while her heart pounded in her chest. She walked into the living room, had Will pass the gifts to the housekeeper, and spoke to Finnian.

"What things?"

passed away when I was really young, and then my dad married my stepmom, Fiona

her daughter, my stepsister, who changed her

as she mentioned Elowen. Her face

isn't the ugly duckling, back

Amara instinctively looked up to see a woman with sharp features leaning on the second-floor railing, looking down

gaze, the woman in a red dress descended the

hiding behind that mask, huh? Afraid your hideous face will scare everyone

emerged from the kitchen. She bore a passing resemblance to Elowen.

decade younger thanks to meticulous upkeep, was more attractive than Elowen. Elowen had inherited only a fraction of her

smile, not uttering a word of reproach. She wasn't directly joining in,

cold as ice. It had always been like this. Elowen would ridicule her each time Amara was in sight, and Fiona would merely watch, except when

face turned grim as he was ready to speak up in

arm, whispering,