30 Days of Passion and Revenge-Chapter 300: One Last Indulgenc

"I wanted to fix the door, but Mr. Blackwood, you specifically instructed that nothing in this apartment would be altered or replaced. The old locks stopped working ages ago," the young man explained, looking aggrieved.

Taking care of this old apartment had been exhausting for him.

So, as Lily had suspected, it was really Ethan who had hired someone to maintain this old place.

"Get out!" Ethan barked, lifting his leg to kick at him. The young man jumped back in fright, retreating quickly. He couldn’t help but stifle a laugh when his gaze landed on Ethan’s ill-fitting, shrunken pants.

"Is he someone you hired?" Lily asked.

"Nanny’s son," Ethan replied with a cold huff, shrugging off the school uniform shirt to change into proper clothes.

So it was Nanny’s son...

Lily turned toward the small dining table and opened the box, revealing a meal from a six-star restaurant or above. Its elegance was starkly out of place in this dilapidated old apartment.

There were also five bottles of red wine inside. Lily took them out one by one and set the table.

By the time Ethan had changed into his fresh clothes, he had regained all his usual charisma. He pulled out a chair and sat down at the table.

Lily followed suit, taking her seat. She had barely picked up her knife and fork when she saw Ethan uncorking one of the wine bottles. She reached out to stop him, placing her hand on his. "Your fever has only just gone down. Don’t drink."

"Mind your own business. Let go!" Ethan snapped, brushing her hand aside with a cold snort.

"I won’t," Lily said firmly, pressing his hand down again.

"..." Ethan glared at her, but Lily stared right back, her gaze resolute and unwavering.

This woman...

"Fine! Drink it yourself!" Ethan suddenly poured the wine into the glass in front of her.

Lily was momentarily stunned. Before she could react, Ethan picked up her glass. "Not drinking? Then I will."

"I’ll drink." Lily snatched the glass back without hesitation and downed its contents in one go. "There, finished."

Why was it that every time she took a sip of wine, it appeared as if she was racing towards her own destruction? Ethan observed her in silence. The rich crimson wine had stained her lips a deeper shade of red, transforming them into an irresistible temptation. His eyes remained locked onto hers, his Adam’s apple twitching involuntarily as a surge of desire sparked within him.

Ethan’s hand stretched out once again for the bottle, but Lily was quicker. She snatched it away from his reach and this time, didn’t even bother with the pretense of pouring it into a glass. Instead, she tilted the bottle to her lips and drank directly from it. She gulped down the bitter liquid recklessly, like someone who had no more fears or cares left in the world.

Wine dribbled down from the corners of her mouth and traced a path along her pale neck. Ethan’s eyes darkened at the sight; he couldn’t help but reach out to take control of the situation once again. He snatched the bottle back from her hands.

"Eat something!" He commanded sharply. Was this woman trying to drown herself in alcohol?

"Are you still going to drink?" Lily challenged him defiantly, not backing down an inch. Her gaze was stern and unyielding - if he dared say yes, she would match him drink for drink until every last bottle on the table was drained.

Ethan glared at her in response, his jaw clenching tightly in frustration. "Lily," he growled out through gritted teeth, "are you threatening me?"

"Why would you feel threatened if you don’t care about me?" Lily retorted without missing a beat. "Why should it matter to you how much I drink?" She stared at him intently before delivering her final blow: "Ethan, you still love me, don’t you?"

Damn it all! Ethan found himself at a loss for words, trapped under her intense scrutiny.

"Ethan, answer me..." Her voice was soft; it felt like a hand gently scratching at his chest, stirring up emotions he had tried to suppress.

"Drink!" Ethan suddenly snapped, no longer attempting to control the situation. He picked up the wine bottle and poured generous amounts into their glasses. He then grabbed his own glass and took a long sip. Fine. Let her drink. Let them both drink until they were drunk senseless. If they ended up drinking themselves to death, so be it.

One last indulgence—just this once, this final time. All the unresolved questions could wait until sobriety arrived.

"Your fever just broke. Don’t drink!" Lily frowned, reaching out to snatch his glass. Without hesitation, she downed it herself, drinking quickly and fiercely.

"Lily! Slow down!" Ethan shouted, grabbing her hand to wrestle the glass away. But Lily, fueled by some unknown strength, refused to let go. The glass wobbled, spilling wine over both their hands.

"Lily!" Ethan growled through gritted teeth. What was wrong with her today? Why was she drinking like this?!

"Let go!" Lily broke free of his grip and grabbed another glass from the table, recklessly pouring the wine into her mouth.

She drank so quickly and recklessly that the alcohol hit her almost instantly. Her face turned red, her body temperature rising as the wine coursed through her veins.

Ethan watched helplessly as she downed three full glasses of wine in a row. His frustration boiled over, and he grabbed two glasses and hurled them to the ground. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Crash!"

Shattering glass echoed through the room as the wine glasses broke against the cement floor.

Lily froze momentarily, staring at Ethan’s furious expression. Why is he so angry? she thought. I’m the one drinking—what does it matter to him? Does he believe his anger will scare me? Make me back down?

Determined, Lily stood up and reached for another unopened bottle of wine on the table.

If he didn’t want her to drink, she would drink even more!

"Lily, that’s enough!" Ethan roared, grabbing her forcefully and pulling her toward him. He leaned down and aggressively captured her lips with his without giving her a chance to resist.

Lily’s eyes widened in shock, her mind blank as a loud roar filled her ears.

Ethan’s chest felt like it had been struck by lightning. His actions were utterly unconscious, bypassing all rational thought. He had kissed her without even realizing it...

But it was too late for regret.

Ethan’s embrace tightened as he held her close. One hand cradled the back of her head while his lips moved fervently against hers. His tongue slipped into her mouth, claiming every corner and savoring the lingering taste of wine that mixed with her intoxicating scent.

His eyes burned with desire, and his kisses grew more profound and more intense, pouring all his suppressed emotions into her.

Whether it was Ethan’s skillful kisses or her own growing intoxication, Lily felt her head spinning. Her mind went blank, and she could only see Ethan’s handsome face.

"You love me," Lily whispered, placing her hands on his chest to create distance between them.

Ethan’s breathing was heavy. "You can still refuse."

"Why would I refuse?" Lily asked, her voice soft and her gaze hazy. She tiptoed to kiss him again, desperate to erase the presence of another woman from him entirely.

This was her man. She wouldn’t allow anyone else to touch him.

Ethan’s last shred of reason crumbled as her lips met his again. He kissed her back with even more intensity, his hands roaming over her body. Dissatisfied, he tugged off her coat and tossed it aside.

"Mmm..." Lily let out a soft moan as Ethan’s lips and tongue ignited every nerve ending in her body.

Ethan shrugged off his jacket and swept Lily into his arms. Carrying her into the bedroom, he laid her on the bed and climbed on top of her. His large hands slipped under her clothes, caressing every inch of her soft skin.

Lily wrapped her arms around his neck, letting his kisses trail across her face.

Ethan’s kisses were fiery and domineering, tracing down her neck and igniting a trail of heat. One hand moved to unhook her bra, his palm molding to her curves.

"Ah..." Lily let out a breathy moan, overwhelmed by the intensity of his touch.

Ethan’s lips left marks along her neck, each kiss a testament to his unrestrained desire. But it wasn’t enough—not nearly enough. His body demanded more, every fiber of his being consumed by longing.

"Kiss me," Ethan growled, lifting his head to meet her gaze. His voice was low and hoarse, thick with desire.

Lily obeyed, pressing her lips to his and mimicking his movements. Her tongue traced the shape of his lips, drawing him deeper into her spell.

Ethan’s eyes darkened further as he took control, capturing her lips with fierce intensity. His tongue explored her mouth, savoring her sweetness, and his kisses became more fervent with each passing second.

Ethan’s passion overwhelmed her, leaving Lily breathless beneath him. She surrendered utterly, letting him do as he pleased.

His lips left hers briefly as he removed her clothes, exposing her soft, pale skin to his hungry gaze. His breathing grew heavier, his pupils dilating with desire.

Ethan’s lips pressed against her chest, his hands exploring every curve of her body.

"Ah... Ethan..." Lily moaned softly, the intimacy rekindling emotions she hadn’t felt in so long. She struggled to keep up with the fire of his passion.

Time seemed to blur as Ethan kissed her deeply again, his hands pulling at his own shirt until the buttons popped off, scattering onto her skin.

Lily gazed at him with dazed eyes, her hands touching his face. This face... belonged to the man she loved most.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but Lily found herself craving him even more. She responded to his kisses with unprecedented fervor, her senses filled with his scent, her body marked by his touch.

This feeling... it was perfect.

She had missed him—missed everything about him.

"Ethan," she whispered.

"Hmm?" His voice was low and rough, a sound that sent shivers through her.

"Can I?" Ethan asked between kisses, his voice dripping with seduction.

How he said her name made Lily’s body tingle, his words impossible to resist.

Lily hesitated for a moment, then laughed softly. "Since when have you asked for permission?"

He had never asked before. When he wanted her, he simply took her. That was the Ethan Blackwood she knew—arrogant and domineering.

"I only respect you," Ethan murmured, his hand tracing the curve of her body. His fingers circled her lower abdomen, setting her nerves alight.

"Don’t... mm..." Lily whimpered, unable to bear his deliberate teasing.

"Don’t what? Hmm?" Ethan chuckled darkly, his hand venturing lower as Lily’s body curled beneath him, soft moans escaping her lips.