Chapter thirty-four

Ethan’s POV

"Fuck!" I yelled and bolted to my feet. That didn't go as planned, at all! Now that I thought about it, I didn't have a plan and I hadn't expected her to react any other way. This was all messed up and it was only going to get worse, I could feel it already.

I walked out of the room and the first person I met was Lowell, surprise jumped into his eyes and he asked, "You're done already? You fucked her so fast?"

I grunted and shoved him out of the way, "Move." I snapped angrily and walked into the living room.

The smell of the books in my study had become intoxicating and I needed a drink. I walked over to the portable bar and poured a whole glass of Whisky for myself.

"Jeez, you look worse than you did earlier. Are you sure you can finish all that Whisky?" Lowell asked, his voice laced with concern.

I didn't reply, I just downed the liquor until the burning sensation in my throat became unbearable, I hadn't even drank up to half of the glass. My eyes burned and