Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1039

Aspen's ears and neck turned bright red as she glared at him. She snapped, "I-I'll never sleep with you, Andrew! You can make me do anything else, but not that. My body is off-limits!"

She blurted, nearly shouting, "I'm still a virgin! I made a vow years ago—I'll only give myself to my future husband!"

Andrew stared at her like she had just grown wings. After all, she had to be in her late 20s. With how long she had been in the game, always networking, always flirting with powerful men—he never would have guessed.

But now? Turned out this wildcat had never been touched. It was like walking into a chicken coop and finding a hidden phoenix—ridiculous, but rare as hell.

Aspen noticed the way he was looking at her and instantly blew up.

"The hell's that look for? I'm telling the truth, you bastard!" Aspen snapped, misreading his stunned silence.

Andrew leaned in and whispered by her ear, voice full of mischief. "All the better. Every man wants to be the first, you know that, right?"

Aspen clenched her teeth, furious, but could not argue back. For one, they were already inside the event hall, and people were everywhere. For another, she instantly regretted saying anything.

If she had known this would be his reaction, she would have just lied and told him she had been around, had a few wild years, maybe even picked up something contagious—just to throw him off. She silently scolded herself for being stupid for not thinking about it through.

Meanwhile, not far behind, Quinton and Christina followed them in.