The New P.T

AUSTIN

Amelia… right?

What exactly was it with her barging into rooms like she owned the place?

My frown deepened as I stared into her eyes. She had a quiet kind of gaze that made it difficult to look away, something between brown and the color of sunset. Her hair was a dark-brown color, silky, and falling lusciously behind her.

I couldn’t pretend that she wasn’t beautiful, but even that wasn’t enough to make me ignore that she was somehow always fucking barging into places.

To the goddess, the main reason I picked her was simply because of her beauty. I’d taken one look at the list and immediately felt that she would be perfect for the role. Yes, she was very experienced, but her face had stood out to me.

My fingers around her waist twitched. We were frozen in that position for what felt like an eternity, and just thinking about someone walking past us like this made me feel like letting her go.

Her eyes, which had been wide in panic, slowly calmed, moving over my bare chest before settling back on my face. I became painfully aware that I was shirtless, sweaty from training, and probably disgusting.

Her lips moved, and I watched them form the words, “Thank you so much.”

Okay, that was enough. I straightened, withdrawing my hand, and she landed hard on her ass.

“Ow!”

Without a word, I stormed away, frowning even more. My feet took me straight to the shower in my room. I stood under the water longer than I wanted to. My body was hotter than it had been the previous day, and my shoulder…

That damn shoulder. I’d broken a bone, but we painted it as a dislocation. Even with a broken bone, I expected to have healed better than this. Whenever it felt like I was getting better, it would suddenly become worse.

If word got out that my injury from the past season was this serious, the team would want me to take some months off, and I couldn’t risk that. The Dark Wolves needed me.

When I stepped out of the bathroom in a towel, Aiden—my Beta and assistant captain—was laying on my bed, busy on his phone. He sat up when I walked out. He looked fresh from the shower too.

“I was waiting for you to finish up.”

“What the fuck do you want?” I scowled, walking toward the large mirror by the bed. “Get the fuck up from my bed.”

He didn’t move an inch. I hated that he had somehow become immune to me. Any other person would have scrambled to their feet by now and dashed out of the room.

“Did you get June a car?” he asked, looking at his phone screen for a moment. When I raised a brow, he pointed the screen at me, showing me an I*******m post. “She just got this really expensive car.”

I almost sighed. “How the hell is that supposed to be my business?”

Aiden shrugged. “You’re like the only rich person I know that she fucks. And you seem to pay well for pussy.”

Our eyes met, and I resisted the urge to pick the bedside table and throw it at him.

“Do you think I’d get someone a car that expensive just because I fuck them?”

“Seems like something you’d do.”

“Get out of my room.” I pointed to the door, but he still didn’t move. I left him to get dressed, but despite being inside the walk-in closet, I could still hear his voice mumbling something I wasn’t interested in. “Just shut up, Aiden.”

As I buttoned my shirt, I felt a sting in my left shoulder but ignored it. The pain wasn’t as bad as before, and that alone was a great sign. My healing had been really slow lately; I couldn’t tell why. And goddess forbid that I let anyone run an examination on me. I couldn’t afford to allow people to see something that would make them give any fucking advice for me to rest.

When I walked out, Aiden’s eyes went straight to that shoulder. I wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up, but he was already speaking.

“You should get that shoulder checked, don’t you think?”

I pinched my brows. “Aiden, can you leave me the fuck alone?”

“Nope.” He bounced off the bed. “I am your Beta and best friend. It’s my job to make sure you are okay.”

I picked up my keys and started for the door, but Aiden was right behind me. I didn’t want to spend the night here, and that was because I was supposed to see June this night.

That bitch had been begging for another taste of my cock for the past three weeks. Since she was one of the few people who could handle my energy, I could just consider granting her wish.

“Victoria is really confident about the new P.T. Amelia. She could check the shoulder for you to see how well you’re healing.”

I didn’t even turn to face him when I said, “No.”

“So why the hell did you employ her? Huh? Because you got tired of the last P.T sucking your dick?”

I didn’t say anything in response. I wasn’t the one who told her to leave. I didn’t do anything to her. She had thrown herself to me like every other lady, and I gave her what she wanted.

One category always found me too intense; they’d run off by themselves, crying that I was too rough or hard. The other category who could handle the heat would suddenly begin talking about “love” and “care” like I ever promised that to them from the beginning.

They always think that just because I’d fucked them a couple of times, they had girlfriend rights to exercise. The last P.T. felt that way, and after ignoring her, she resigned. That wasn’t my fault.

“She’s really beautiful,” Aiden mumbled, and I looked at him to see who he was talking about. “And also really nice. I like her already.”

I raised a brow just as we got to my car in the lot. “Who?”

“Amelia,” he replied. “She has this really lovely energy around her.”

I slid into the driver’s side without saying a word. Aiden tried to get into the passenger’s side but I had the doors locked.

“Hey! Let me in!”

“Fuck off.” I rolled the windows up. “Go to Amelia, the good energy lady.”

Aiden scoffed and tried the handles some more. “Austin, do you realize that I could just drive behind you? I know you’re going to your penthouse.”

I started the engine. “Come over and stand outside the door because I won’t let you in. You can listen to me fuck June from outside.”

“You’re out of your goddamn mind, Austin! Open this door!”

“Bring Amelia along,” I murmured dryly, fixing my seatbelt. “Maybe we could enjoy a foursome.”