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Chapter 1801

The climax hit Chantelle like a freight train, completely out of nowhere. She wanted to crawl into a hole and

disappear. She gritted her teeth so hard that it nearly cracked her molars. "Andrew, | swear, I'm going to hate

you for life!"

She snapped, "Now go findsomething to change into! How the hell am I supposed to face anyone looking

like this?"

Andrew gave her a helpless smile. "And where exactly am | supposed to find a spare pair of pants for you?

Couldn't you have held it in just a little?"

Chantelle felt her head buzzing with disbelief. She stared at Andrew in shock. "What did you just say? Hold it in?

You jerk, this is all because of you! It wouldn't have happened if you hadn't done that to me! Tell me, how exactly

am | supposed to hold it in?"

She was completely flustered now, rambling without control.

Andrew's comment was unbelievable.

Eventually, with a sigh, he went downstairs to search for something. Her build was close to that of Lauren since

both were tall and slim.

The tricky part was that he could not exactly hand Chantelle a pair of Lauren's panties, could he?

Chantelle did not bother asking for permission. She picked a fresh set and changed into it herself, muttering, "It's

fine. I'll just tell Ms. Rhodes | had an accident in the bathroom and made a mess of my clothes. This set looks

new. I'll buy her an identical replacement later."

Andrew looked amused. "Keep those black stockings, alright? Next time, remember to wear them for me."

Chantelle's expression was cold and unreadable. Her eyes were icy as she

asked, "You think there's going to be a next time? I just got jumped and bruised by your three lovers, and this is

how you treat me? Andrew, do you really seeas nothing more than a toy?"

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He rubbed his temple, clearly a little frustrated. "Are you serious right now?"

Chantelle turned her face away and said coolly, "So what if I'm serious? And what if I'm joking? I'm asking you

straight, do you think I'm just something you use and toss aside? You think treatinglike this is fun? Like it

makes you feel powerful or something?"

Andrew's brows drew together. He was starting to lose his patience, and he suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Startled, Chantelle began struggling hard. When she could not break free, she got furious. She raised her hand,

ready to slap him across the face.

However, Andrew was ready for her. Before the slap could land, he caught her wrist and kissed her right on the

lips.

Her lips were a little cool at first, but unbelievably soft. As he kissed her, they quickly turned warm, almost hot.

Chantelle's eyes flew open, her brain shorting out from the sudden move. She did not know how to react.

Andrew's kiss had completely thrown her off. Slowly, her eyes turned hazy. Her lips parted just slightly,

welcoming his kiss, matching his pace.

All their past encounters had been rushed, physical, and heated. However, this

tfelt different. It was gentler, more intimate, more tender.

The slow teasing, soft touches, and breathless anticipation all tugged at something deep inside her.

Her heart raced, and her thoughts faded.

She was melting.

Chantelle began to pant softly and took the lead, kissing Andrew back. She whispered between breaths,

"Andrew... holdtighter. Be rougher with me."

However, Andrew suddenly let go, smiling. "Someone just walked into the house. Con, let's head

downstairs."

Still dazed from the moment, Chantelle blinked. "Ms. Rhodes and the others are done with training already?"

Andrew nodded and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Now, tell me. Do you really think | see you

as just a toy?"

Chantelle's cheeks turned pink. She tried to look distant, but that cold mask did not stand a chance in front of

Andrew. Her heart fluttered, filled with a sweetness she had never known before.

Was she falling in love?

The thought hit her like a jolt. It was half thrilling, half terrifying.

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There was something incredibly vulnerable in her eyes, layered with hope, nerves, and maybe even fear.

She whispered, "I've never felt this

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"Chantelle, you want to be mine? You want to be my woman, for real? Then you must've seen my current

situation, right?"

There was a pause.

Then, he said, "Are you sure you can accept that?"

Chantelle did not even hesitate. She

nodded with certainty. "I accept it

Honestly, | think it's great. | really do.

Just one thing though... It's still

missing something."