Chantelle let out a soft moan, and her face immediately turned blazing hot. Even her ears turned red as she glanced around nervously, mortified by what was happening.

"Andrew, not here! Let go quickly, please!"

Andrew sneered. "Weren't you acting bold just a second ago? Relax, Serenity Villa is my turf. No one dares come around here, so we can do whatever we want."

Feeling Andrew's large hand burning hot against her and his increasingly restless caressing, Chantelle's whole body went weak as she parted her lips slightly, breathing out heated air.

"Don't do this, Andrew… This is too inappropriate!" She began pleading softly, having never experienced anything so thrilling before.

Andrew smirked. "You're my woman now. Intimacy like this is nothing out of the ordinary. Or do you not like it, and actually hate it?"

With shame burning her face, Chantelle bit her lip and admitted softly, "I-I… Of course, I don't hate it. But… in broad daylight? If Aspen and the others see us, ho