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?

when he noticed a men's

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

he'd seen a man with a mask at Amara's place, carrying this

again, in Amara's apartment. So, was that guy here

emerged, towel around

at the door and stopped in his tracks. Finnian's face was a

you doing in my wife's apartment? What kind of relationship do you have

dangerous, each word enunciated with

his

teasing, "Your wife,

muscles tensed, his fists clenching slightly, a picture of hellish

in an impassive tone, "Oh, Mr. Everly, you want a

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