Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 708

At times like this, the smartest move was not to respond—so Andrew put down his phone and went back to sleep.

Yet, Francesca kept bombarding him with messages. [Andrew, I know you're not asleep. You jerk! You used my body and then tossed me aside like nothing!]

Andrew's temper flared. When had he ever used her body? He had not even gotten that far, and it was a ridiculous accusation.

So, he replied, [Fran, get some rest. It's late. We can talk tomorrow.]

Francesca fired back immediately. [Ha! I knew it! You were awake, you scumbag. Andrew, I took a bunch of pictures today. Want me to share them with you?]

Andrew did not want to kill her excitement, so he played along. [Sure, let me admire the gorgeous face of our little princess.]

Within seconds, a photo popped up. Andrew took one look, and his heart skipped a beat.

It was a bikini shot, and her generous curves strained against the tiny two-piece. Her fair, soft skin glowed in the dim lighting, and that adorable pout on her lips—pure innocence mixed with dangerous temptation—an angelic face paired with a devilish body.

[Francesca: Okay, I'm off to bed. Goodnight, Andrew!]

Feeling utterly frustrated, Andrew texted back, [Fran, you did that on purpose, didn't you?]

Francesca responded proudly, [Of course I did! I want you to toss and turn all night, burning with frustration. That's what you get for playing innocent after teasing me!]

Andrew sent a smirking emoji along with his response. [You must not realize, Fran, that a picture like this can be… pretty useful to a guy. With a bit of imagination and experience, I bet some guys would find your photo… very satisfying.]

Francesca read the message and instantly panicked. Her cheeks were burning as she frantically tried to unsend the photo—but it was too late. The damage was done.

She practically screamed into her pillow, her legs kicking wildly. "No way! I can't let that bastard use my picture for… that!"

Her next message was three angry, flame-filled emojis followed by a threat. [You perv! If you dare do that with my picture, I swear I'll make you pay!]