Chapter 37: Ethan vs Lyra

Ethan sat back in his leather chair, the smoke from his cigarette swirling around his head. He couldn't shake the feeling of anger towards Amelia, but the memory of their passionate encounter earlier that day still lingered in his mind.

His gaze drifted over to his bookshelf, and his eyes narrowed as they landed on a particular book. It was an old, worn-out tome with a faded cover. Ethan couldn't explain why, but something about it had caught his attention.

He stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, reaching for the book. He ran his fingers over the cover, feeling the rough texture of the paper. He opened it up and began to read, his eyes scanning the pages quickly.

As he read, a slow smile spread across his face. He closed the book and held it up to his nose, inhaling deeply. The smell of old paper and ink filled his nostrils, and he felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him.

"Lyra," he muttered to himself, his voice barely above a whisper. "I will make you suffer for what you've