The desire was driving Ethan mad. He found it increasingly difficult to control his growing urges.
Lily, his wife, crossed his mind, but it wasn't enough to silence the temptation.
Tasya, now tipsy and struggling to maintain her composure, sat across from him. Just one more glass, and she'd surely lose consciousness and fall into a deep sleep.
"Just a little more," Ethan coaxed, holding the glass of wine she had previously placed on the table.
"No, I can't. I'm already dizzy," Tasya refused, her voice rising slightly in frustration. The alcohol was clearly taking its toll on her self-control.
Ethan wasn't about to back down. He had to escape this situation, and there was only one way to do it.
"Drink up. Don't argue with me," Ethan insisted, his tone firmer now.
Reluctantly, Tasya t
