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A U R O R A

Past - 17years old

By the time I came downstairs, donning expensive gymwear and shorts, Marco was standing by the kitchen isle. As soon as he noticed, he checked his watch. It wasn't needed actually; I was well within the time frame of 180 seconds.

And of course, there's only so many times I'd dare to risk displeasing him in one day.

"Follow me," he said and started walking, expecting me to be on his heels.

Surprisingly so, I was.

I followed him silently through the door, towards another portion of the house. Since he gave me the tour the previous day itself, I knew where we were headed - the gym.

His gymnasium wasn't some expensive workout place that a man of means could afford to build. It was beyond that. The entire space glowed with bright sunlight, enclosed by the ceiling-to-floor glass wall. Half the arena was a boxing ring, while the other half was crowded with equipment of all kinds.

He led me to the space between the ring and treadmill, where a small pouch was sus
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