Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Stepping outside, Aspen felt cheerful as she grabbed her purse and headed toward the Ferrari. Her flawless fair skin, jet-black hair, sculpted figure, and stunning face turned heads without effort. And with a luxury car as extravagant as that Ferrari, she was now the picture-perfect heiress.

"Ms. Stevens, heading out?"

A sleek black Audi A6 pulled up and came to a stop, the door clicking open. Out stepped Chantelle, dressed in a sharp, no-nonsense outfit.

Aspen blinked in surprise. "Ms. Garcia, hey there! What brings you here?"

Chantelle nodded with a pleasant smile. "I'm here to see Mr. Lloyd."

Aspen shrugged lightly. "Alright, go on up. He should be in the study on the third floor."

However, as Aspen bent slightly to slide into the low seat of her Ferrari, Chantelle suddenly called out, "Ms. Stevens, wait a second."

Aspen paused mid-movement and looked back at her.

Chantelle walked up beside her, tapping on the gleaming car. "Mr. Lloyd sure spoils his little assistant, huh? This ride isn't exactly cheap!"

scoffed. "Ms. Garcia, if you've got something to say, just say

your beautiful skin—I

I were your boss, I'd be calling you into bed every night too-keep you moaning till

her words made Aspen's heart skip. Her face flushed with heat as

smirked, her eyes glinting with amusement. "No offense, Ms. Stevens. I'm just saying...

is clearly getting worsen

domination to actively emet

You've gone from craving

for attention in

twisted pleasure can mess with your mind. And if Mr. Lloyd

it? The world's most insatiable little minx. You'll get fidgety

hopelessly hooked. In all my years studying psychology,

into the Ferrari, slamming the door and hitting the gas like she was fleeing

was already Andrew's woman and believed there was nothing wrong

wanted to merge her body

she wondered if Chantelle was right about her condition getting