Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 81

Lucian always saw Amara as a true savior. So, whenever he saw Liliana and Finnian giving her a hard time, he couldn't help but feel a surge of indignation rising within him.

He glared at Liliana, his words as sharp as a knife. "Is that your husband? No, that's someone else's. You know it pretty well, yet you still call him yours. How shameless can you be?"

Liliana froze, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She'd never been insulted like this before. She lifted her eyes, almost on the brink of tears. "Finn."

"Take back what you just said."

Finnian's gaze was grim, but his presence exuded an undeniable aura of grace and authority, one that could easily overshadow Lucian's.

But Lucian, having grown up on the rough streets and involved in countless brawls, wasn't fazed by mere presence. He locked eyes with Finnian, unyielding, like a wolf ready to pounce on its prey.

"Take it back? Did I say anything wrong?" he retorted with a sardonic edge.

Finnian's expression grew even colder. "Right or wrong, you have no right to say it."

clenched his jaw. "Are you going to threaten me like you did Amara to change

up from the bottom with his fists, and he lived by a straightforward code. Unlike

grew even darker, his menacing aura nothing but dread, and Liliana clung to him like a delicate vine seeking shelter, the two of them seemingly

his fists gradually tightening. Amara watched the scene unfold, her lips drain of

Finnian was always fiercely

of Liliana. Amara knew that if Lucian had only been mocking

eln

something Finnian couldn't tolerate.

for Amara to just stand by, even if

said in a lowered voice, "Don't do this, okay? Let's just go." Finnian found his eyes lingering on

tugged on his sleeve, her lifted eyes searching

was fixed on Amara's profile, was frigid, some

her lip, sensing

with Finnian

a finger on it.

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