Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

Andrew looked puzzled. "Which thing?"

Chantelle let out a cold laugh. "You have way too many girlfriends, and they all live together! I'm worried your stamina won't hold up, and you'll get completely drained one day. Anyway, I need to head back now."

She added, "You better get your body in shape because eventually, I'm moving into Serenity Villa too. I don't care how much time you spend with Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen, but you're going to give me the exact same amount! Otherwise, I'll march straight to the governor's office and tell them you're a con artist who seduces women!"

After making this fierce declaration, she yanked open the door and stormed out.

Andrew felt completely helpless. These women were all trouble, every single one of them.

They were like human vacuum cleaners when it came to draining his energy. They appeared so elegant and refined in public, so gentle and graceful. Yet, once they got into bed, they all turned into wild horses that could not be tamed.

Moreover, Chantelle shared striking similarities with Aspen. Both of them loved it when he took control, and both enjoyed being dominated.

That little whip from earlier had made everything crystal clear.

Even though Chantelle had questioned whether Andrew saw her as just a plaything afterward, she had gotten completely aroused after just two light taps. This kind of reaction was pretty rare. It also proved that deep down, Chantelle absolutely loved it when Andrew treated her that way.

"This girl has Stockholm syndrome just as bad as Aspen does," Andrew muttered as he headed downstairs. "Both of them are severe cases!"

"Honey, is Ms. Garcia's injury okay?"

In the first-floor living room, Lauren and the other two women had finished their training and were looking at Andrew with concern.

Andrew waved dismissively. "She's fine and doesn't even need treatment. Her martial arts foundation is better than any of yours. That little injury will heal in a day or two!"

During their intimate moment earlier, Andrew had checked her over carefully. Chantelle really was not hurt badly. Besides, a casual sparring match like that could not actually cause any serious damage. She had just endured some discomfort and twisted her wrist slightly.

Lauren muttered, "Ms. Garcia took one of my underwear sets with her. I don't know if my size will even fit her properly. Whatever, she doesn't need to return it; I'll just consider it a gift."

Francesca looked surprised. "Why did she need to borrow your underwear? Wasn't she wearing any?"

Aspen also found it strange. "Even if she wasn't wearing any, there's no reason to borrow some! She came here dressed normally and could have just left the same way. It's not like anyone's going to inspect her underwear!"

As soon as those words left her mouth, she instinctively glanced toward Andrew. Once Lauren and Francesca caught on to the implication, they could not help but look at him too, their gaze sharp and suspicious.

Andrew felt a bit guilty and cleared his throat nervously, putting on a serious expression to change the subject.

"Your recent training has shown

great results! But we need to

increase the intensity even more. After we return from Goldridge, I' step up your regimen, but for now, go take showers and get cleaned up! After that, pack your things. We're leaving first thing tomorrow morning!"

After giving these instructions, Andrew clasped his hands behind his back and walked outside, acting completely innocent.noveldrama

Lauren pulled her gaze away and turned to Francesca and Aspen. "Ms. Garcia said she accidentally got dirty while using the bathroom. Come on, let's get nice and clean, then pack our luggage."

Francesca tilted her head thoughtfully. "Lauren, Aspen, don't you feel like Andrew is acting really weird?"

Aspen giggled mischievously. "I totally noticed, but I don't want to call him out."

Lauren considered this for a moment before responding. "Ms. Garcia has always been cold as ice, keeps everyone at arm's length, and works right beside the governor. So, she's super careful about her reputation!

"I really think nothing is going on between them. And even if there were something, it wouldn't matter. Worst case scenario, we'd just have another joining us!"

Francesca shrugged. "If you're cool with it, I'm cool with it. I just feel bad for our man. I mean. Trying to juggle four ladies all at the same time? I don't know how he's still standing!"

Aspen chimed in gently, "If he can't keep up, he can rest with me. That way, he can focus on Lauren, Fran, and Ms. Garcia. I don't want him burning out, or I'd feel terrible."

Lauren gave her a playful smack and laughed. "You little schemer! Always thinking three steps ahead! Trying to play the sweet, obedient one so he spoils you more, huh? Let me tell you right now-no chance. The love gets split evenly, and if anyone tries to hog more, they will have to deal with me!"

The three of them laughed as they headed into the large bathroom together.