Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Once his strength somewhat recovered, he dragged Chantelle to shore. After placing the heavy woman on a flat rock, Andrew had completely exhausted what little energy he had regained and collapsed beside the stone, falling into a deep sleep.

Sleep was the most efficient way to restore his strength. Of course, it would be even better if he could eat first and then sleep, but unfortunately, they had lost everything.

They had no food, flashlight, hunting knife, phone, or anything.

Fortunately, the small bottle of pills he kept close to his body was still there, though Andrew was too exhausted to even think about them.

During this deep sleep, Andrew felt like he was having an endless dream. In it, he seemed to return to his days in the military-gunfire and bullets, assassinations and more assassinations, blood, countless corpses, and such.

The memories flooded his mind one after another, making him gasp heavily until he suddenly woke up.

He looked beside him and cursed, "Damn it!"

He realized Chantelle was gone and wondered if she had fallen back into the underground river and been swept away, or had some wild beast dragged her off in this desolate wilderness.

Andrew was rarely this panicked as he forced himself up despite his exhaustion and walked around a large boulder.

by the water's edge, wringing out

buttocks facing partially toward Andrew, as

torturous was that Chantelle had removed even her

to disturb her he swore this was the most

he was surprised how big her breasts were, without even a hint of sagging. She must be using some kind of binding

muscles were firm and powerful with well-defined lines, indicating that this government princess took her martial

getting absorbed in the view, Chantelle inexplicably glanced in his direction, and their eyes

air was instantly filled with

you've seen enough, please turn around. I need to get

panic. Instead, she remained very calm, maintaining her

When a woman could remain unashamed in such a situation, where was the

really frigid after

heart was pounding hard. That damn bastard had actually peeked at her while she was washing

more wildly than her

such an embarrassing position for a grown man like Andrew to see, Chantelle wanted to