Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3324

It was Iridessa of the Eastonia royal family, a top-tier female covert artist. She was also Vance's biological sister.

She was the one who had once taken on Nyx's appearance and shared an unexpected, intoxicating night with Andrew. When the deception was uncovered, Andrew had let her go.

So why was she surfacing now, here, in his own mind, and in an image like that?

From some detached, out-of-body angle, Andrew watched himself pin Iridessa down and take her, fully and without restraint. She moved beneath him, endlessly flexible, impossibly soft, clinging close and whispering in a voice like a warm breeze in the dead of night, gentle on the surface and laced with temptation underneath.

Then, the scene cut, and Andrew's grip on himself slipped another notch.

Byron's laughter filled his ears. It sounded grating, obscene, and delighted.

He crooned, "Sink deeper. Oh, this is delightful… What a rich, complicated soul you are. I've taken the lives of countless people with this technique, but a heart as tangled as yours? That's genuinely rare."

Andrew forced his energy to circulate, trying to wall out the voice. However, the laughter easily seeped through everything and rushed straight into his head. Then, the world shifted again.

He was on a bed, sheets twisted and disheveled, his shirt gone. Beneath him was a woman. Her skin was almost luminously pale, her figure lush and unmistakable.

"Are you sure you want this, sweetheart?" she murmured, her voice low and achingly tender, like a question that already knew its answer.

Andrew was jolted and looked down.

The beauty beneath him was completely naked. Her mature, elegant face was flushed red with both desire and shy embarrassment.

When she saw him looking at her, she quickly turned her gaze aside, even her neck turning crimson. Yet her strong, toned legs wrapped around his waist, locking him firmly in place.

"Victoria, what are you doing here?" Andrew was shaken to the core.

The woman beneath him was Victoria!

Their bodies were pressed so close that only a single step remained before he fully claimed her.

Victoria lifted her graceful, gentle face. At the corners of her eyes, faint lines had formed with age. When she smiled, those lines rippled like soft waves. Yet, they did nothing to lessen her charm. Instead, they made her even more captivating, stirring dangerous thoughts of conquest and possession.

Andrew heard a rough sound tear from his throat. "No!"

He resisted with force, instinctively fighting back.

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