Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 910

Andrew chuckled and said, "The beginning doesn't matter—what matters is the outcome. And look at you, Fran, every night, you end up sleeping in my big, comfy bed, sound asleep!"

Francesca pouted, reluctant to admit it, but still mumbled, "Well, that's actually true. I've been sleeping pretty well these days."

Andrew smirked to himself. Of course, she was sleeping well—every night, she fell asleep completely satisfied, both in body and mind!

Unlike him, who, despite being in top shape, still felt sore every now and then after their long and intense nights together.

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After breakfast, Francesca left for work as usual at Jayrodale General Hospital.

Now that she was living in Andrew's hilltop estate, she had also brought her BMW sports car up. Since Andrew was not always available to drive her, it was more convenient for her to take her own car.

"Drive safe." Andrew pinched her soft, round cheek as he reminded her.

Francesca leaned out of the car window and huffed, "Jerk, we're out of condoms at home!"

Her face immediately turned bright red, and before he could respond, she slammed her foot on the gas and sped off.

Andrew chuckled. So, the little troublemaker had been thinking about that, huh?

Nonetheless, he had no time to buy any. Kenny and that mysterious Golding family were supposed to arrive in Jayrodale today. It was time to settle the conflict once and for all.

As Francesca drove down the hill, her thoughts started running wild. Lately, Andrew had been wearing her out every single night. By the time she got to work, her legs were trembling, and she felt like she had no strength left at all.

More than once, she had sworn to herself that she would not go to him again that night—that she would not let that beast have his way with her.

However, the moment she got back to her own place, her heart would start racing, and her whole body would itch with anticipation.