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?"

handled the abuse far better. After all, they were both from the

in white appeared again, right on schedule. Like a lamp post planted in the ground, he stood and watched

slapped Francesca's hand, shouting, "Hold your arms straight out at 90 degrees to your body. Focus your center of gravity in your lower abdomen, breathe

and immediately fixed her posture. After standing for just half an hour, she was drenched in

where Andrew had come

finally acceptable. Keep this up for another week, and you'll be ready to learn the assassination technique

doing a deep inverted pose on the grass. It was something between

her body as tightly

endured it with a different kind of

Stockholm syndrome. The more Andrew tormented her and manipulated her

Natasha's training was a completely

requirement was simple: attack each other with lethal intent. They had to

fearing injury or crippling

they could not

eating breakfast while his four top disciples could only stare hungrily. They

the lakeside. Meanwhile, Joe was across from him, watching

bun into his mouth in one bite, Andrew asked, "How did you get in here? The Sovereign Residences doesn't

not a random person. The spot where I'm standing