Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

The old man said, "Unfortunately, I can't kill you tonight. I've been given strict orders that you're his target, and he wants to deal with you personally."

Andrew raised an eyebrow. "Mind telling me who the person is?"

With a proud smirk, the old man replied, "The pride of the Driscolls in Gabo Creek Joe!"

Andrew nodded. "I've heard the name in passing."

The old man scoffed. "You've got guts, I'll give you that. Daring to snatch a woman Mr. Driscoll likes. I know you've been making waves in Blumedale. Governor McCormick and the Kellers seem to have your back. But kid, don't get cocky. In front of the Three Titans, you're nothing more than a weed waiting to be pulled."

Andrew smiled. "Got it, castrato."

The old man's eye twitched at the insult. "Watch your mouth when you say that word."

Andrew grinned wider. "Sure thing, castrato."

The old man's voice sharpened. "You really have a death wish, don't you?"

Andrew remained unfazed. "What a thing to say, castrato. No one wants to die if they've still got breath in them."

The old man was so enraged that he actually laughed. "You little bastard, you really are as reckless as the rumors say. The Driscolls have their sights on you now, so you'd better get your affairs in order."

With that, the SUV rolled off.

slowly rose, masking the old man's twisted, fuming face. He had served the Driscolls for years and was notorious

some upstart punk had called him 'castrato' to his face, over and over. Fury boiled in his chest, and he wanted nothing more

SUV disappear, Andrew muttered, "Bah! What joke. The guy's a castrato and still can't

really was missing

background on the Driscolls. The outer

mystery. What people did know

force? Supposedly an old, monstrously powerful castrato with venom in his veins and hands soaked in

him in the flesh, and the pressure coming off him had

was only one wing of the Driscolls' forces.

Titans families did have a considerable foundation and could barely be considered elite dynasties. Then again, Andrew had even taken

car all the way back to Serenity Villa. The

"Honey!"

"Darling!"

"Honey!"

of him stood three jaw-dropping beauties, all dressed in barely-there sleepwear, clearly waiting for

knew right then that tonight would inevitably involve

to go first?" he asked boldly, throwing down the

play by the rules. All three of

we're

If you can't... we're