Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1165 Aspen's face burned crimson as she instinctively crossed her arms, over her chest.

Damn ither habit of going braless after showers had become second nature, and Andrew had seen her in this state.

Humiliated, she spat, "Fine! Since my kindness is wasted on you, I'm going to bed!" She turned to stomp upstairs in a huff.

However, Andrew suddenly sprang from his chair and tackled her to the ground.

His arm locked around her slender waist as they rolled across the floor.

Aspen's shock quickly turned to fury, wondering what the hell this, bastard was doing.

Was he actually trying to take advantage of her in the dark? She silently cursed herself for being dumb and wandered around practically naked in front of this pervert.

She was basically giving him a chance to pounce at her.

Just as she began struggling in earnest, Andrew's growl cut through the night.

"Stop moving unless you want to die!" The next moment, a hail of gunfire erupted, muzzle flashes lighting up the darkness as bullets shredded through Serenity Villa's entrance.

Andrew shielded Aspen behind the couch as the once-elegant furnishings exploded into splinters under the barrage.

ambush sent Natasha and others scrambling

not fast enough, and their agonized screams pierced through the

paled as the relentless gunfire echoed

"That's a heavy machine gun! How could banned military-grade weapons appear so easily in our country?" Andrew's expression turned icy as he replied, "It's possible

mercenary tactics." He smirked and said, "Seems like the Haywoods and Goldings have decided to play for keeps." Aspen shivered as Andrew's warm breath tickled her ear, sending unwelcome tingles

now?" Andrew replied flatly, "So you can stand up and get holes

contact

his body in what could only be described as a compromising

thoughts began swirling through her mind, painting her cheeks a telltale

lasted nearly 30 seconds before ceasing

in full combat gear

the center of the mercenary formation stood a man built like

starkly different from that of

boots, anda sleeveless vest that stretched taut over obscenely

Srovikian, "Leave no survivors and find Andrew's corpse!" With that, his squad moved upstairs, weapons ready,

sharp exchanges of bullets, curses, and dying screams later, silence reclaimed the