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30 Days of Passion and Revenge

**This book is a dark romance and contains abusive and mature content.** In a world where power and passion collide, Lily Anderson finds herself entangled in a web of deceit and desire with Ethan Blackwood, a man of enigmatic charm and ruthless ambition. Their tumultuous relationship is a battleground of wills and wits, where Lily struggles to maintain her dignity and autonomy against Ethan's domineering control. As they navigate through a series of encounters that test the limits of trust and betrayal, a question lingers in the air: Can love flourish in the shadows of manipulation, or will it wither under the weight of dark intentions? Throughout their journey, the dialogue between Lily and Ethan is peppered with moments of tension and revelation, offering a glimpse into the complex dynamics of their relationship: "I'm not finished," Lily glared at him defiantly, reaching for another bottle from the ice bucket. With a resounding crash, Ethan upended the entire bucket, his eyes darkening with barely contained fury. "Get the hell out of here, all of you!" He snarled, his face contorted with rage. How dare they ogle his woman like that? "You belong to me. Your body, your time, your very existence—all of it is mine to do with as I please," Ethan growled, his face mere inches from hers, asserting a claim that Lily vehemently resisted. "I don't belong to anyone," she spat, her voice trembling. "Least of all a monster like you." "You'll learn, Lily. One way or another, you'll learn your place," Ethan's lips curled into a cruel smile, promising a future of struggle and submission. "I'll do anything you want," Lily whispered, her soul fracturing with each syllable, as she made a choice that would change her life forever. "Because my name is Ethan Blackwood," he said, a statement that carried with it a weight of power and a promise of consequences yet to be seen.

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Veiled Temptations

Blood flowed down her slender legs, leaving a thin trail, sliding over her cold, trembling limbs, making her look even more delicate and fragile, a strangely alluring beauty.

Ethan Blackwood's eyes were blatantly filled with desire as he openly admired her, as if he had already thoroughly ravished her.

This man dared to...

Lily Anderson was stunned, her back pressed against the unyielding wire fence, nowhere to retreat. The man before her was like a demon, terrifying her entire being. She hastily began to beg, "Don't do this... I was wrong, I'll pick up the memory card and give it to you! I'll go get it right now!"

She no longer cared about any big exclusives; she just wanted to get away from here as soon as possible. It wasn't worth sacrificing her chastity for some celebrity gossip.

"Too late." Ethan said coldly, his hand reaching into her sweater again and pulling it up...

If everything could be taken back, this world would be too wonderful. But he happened to be someone who disliked wonder. He preferred to rip apart all that was beautiful and show the destruction to everyone, like her...

Her delicate, frail body writhed desperately, her pure face looking so helpless to him, clean to the point of being too wonderful.

"Let me go! Let go!" Realizing something was wrong, Lily struggled frantically. Ethan simply lifted her up and pressed her against the wire fence. He lowered his head and bit down on her collarbone, only loosening his teeth when he heard her cry of pain. The tip of his tongue licked and kissed her... bit by bit, rolling and entangling.

His lips and tongue had an indescribable, fatal allure. Lily was held up, feet dangling, her back against the cold wire. She endured his domineering, devouring kiss, turning her face to try to escape. "Get lost! Get off! Take your filthy mouth away!"

Disgusting.

"Filthy?" Ethan stared at her, his eyes dark, anger nearly erupting. His tall body suddenly crushed against her, his chest oppressing her tightly. One hand easily caught her flailing hands and pinned them above her head, the other grasped her jaw and kissed her lips.

"Let... mmph--" Lily opened her mouth to curse but his soft tongue immediately took the chance to drill in, overbearingly sweeping everything, blocking any words from coming out.

Her body inexplicably began to heat up. This feeling made her uneasy, frightened, and uncomfortable.

Gradually, Ethan began trailing kisses along her neck, his lips scorching her trembling skin. One hand started to explore the softer parts of her body, sending shivers down her spine.

The sensations Ethan was bringing about in Lily's helpless body had her mind in a state of chaos. She knew this was wrong, that she should be fighting him with everything she had. But the heat engulfing her made it impossible to think straight.

His masterful hands and lips seemed to find every sensitive spot, making her arch and gasp despite herself. Lily bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, trying to stifle the shameful sounds that wanted to spill out.

She couldn't give in to him, couldn't let him win. But with every burning caress, every possessive kiss, Lily could feel her resistance crumbling.

Ethan was relentless in his sensual assault, determined to conquer her completely. He would make this little troublemaker his, ruining her for anyone else. She would forever bear his mark, the memory of his touch seared into her very soul.

No one defied Ethan Blackwood and walked away unscathed. This impudent girl was about to learn that lesson in the most thorough way possible. By the time he was done, she would be thoroughly schooled in the price of crossing him.

And so he continued his carnal education of her trembling body there against the fence, hidden from prying eyes. His hands grew bold, and demanding, claiming every inch of her soft flesh as his own.

Lily was lost in a haze of unwanted pleasure, common sense drowned out by the roaring of her blood, and the pounding of her traitorous heart. She knew there would be no coming back from this, no way to undo the forbidden desire he was awakening in her innocent body.

But it was too late now. The price for her audacity had come due. And Ethan Blackwood was an exacting collector. He would accept nothing less than her complete surrender...