Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

"Today we're continuing with physical conditioning training!"

The morning breeze was harsh as Andrew led his four top disciples on another day of hellish training just after 6 a.m.

Francesca and Aspen had already dropped any hint of goofing around. After two intense sessions under Andrew's ruthless command, both women finally understood what it meant to have their bodies pushed beyond their limits.

At first, they thought that by being Andrew's woman, he would go easy on them. Unexpectedly, he showed zero favoritism.

If the training called for running, they ran. If it called for holding positions, they held them.

Even at night, there was no rest. Every evening, they had to spread their legs and be tormented until the middle of the night before being allowed to sleep.

Andrew's exact words?

"Day-and-night training sharpens your martial foundation. Everything I do is for your own good."

This earned him a series of eye rolls.

"You're just a pervert; you're completely full of it!"

"Honey, are you trying to kill us in bed and on the field?"

they were both from the underworld. They were used to

again, right on schedule. Like a

your body. Focus your center of gravity in your lower abdomen, breathe into your lower energy core, and build

posture. After standing for just half an hour, she was drenched in sweat and swaying

Andrew had come up with

this up for another week, and you'll be ready

deep inverted pose on the grass. It was something

only goal? Compress her body

exhausting and excruciating, but Aspen endured it with

had a serious psychological issue known as Stockholm syndrome. The more Andrew tormented

training was a

with lethal intent. They had to keep fighting,

fearing injury or crippling

they could not target vital

four top disciples could only stare hungrily. They could

bun, Andrew leisurely walked to the lakeside. Meanwhile,

"How did you get in here? The Sovereign

replied flatly, "I'm not a random person. The spot where I'm