16. Little She-wolf II

"Now follow me, little she-wolf," Liam said and walked to the gym center. Zoe followed behind him closely like a lost sheep. He began his workout, and Zoe just stood and watched as he effortlessly lifted twenty-five kilograms of weight. The muscles in his arms contracted, appearing like a network of veins. His sweat dripped and rolled down his body in a way that made Zoe swallow hard. She was captivated by the scene .

Liam stopped weightlifting and then sat up on the bench press, his sweat dropping onto the ground like raindrops.

"Hey, girl!" he called out to Zoe, who had been watching quietly for close to an hour. She flinched back to reality, seemingly consumed by tons of dirty thoughts fueled by the captivating sight of the hot guy working out before her.

"Uh... mmm?" she drawled shyly, quickly ducking her head as his intense gaze and sweaty eyes fell on her, unaware of his outstretched hands.

"Can I have the bottle of water and the towel, please?" he commanded in a condescending