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.

completely naked woman by the water's edge, wringing out her

were in full view, her snow-white buttocks facing partially toward Andrew, as she

torturous was that Chantelle had

making a sound to disturb her he swore this was the most beautiful scenery he

and he was surprised how big her breasts were, without even a hint of sagging. She must be using some kind of binding undergarment-women in official positions were

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

view, Chantelle

was instantly filled with a bit

seen enough, please turn around. I need

or panic. Instead, she remained

head away. When a woman could remain unashamed in such

Chantelle really frigid

damn bastard had actually peeked at her while she was washing clothes-how could

much more wildly than her cold exterior

an embarrassing position for a grown man like Andrew to see, Chantelle wanted to dig a hole and hide