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Part 1: Trained by My Personal Trainer

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The home gym in my family’s mansion was state-of-the-art — mirrored walls, top-of-the-line equipment, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the pool. But I hated it.

At 20 years old, I was supposed to be enjoying life, not sweating under some strict trainer my father hired because he thought I was “getting too soft.”

The trainer arrived at exactly 7:00 AM.

Jax.

He was 37, ex-military, tall and ripped with broad shoulders, thick arms, and a no-nonsense stare that made my stomach flip the seco
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