The Encounter with a Cop??

Metals clanked against the other, the owner on the Squat Station didn’t speed down her activity as the taut muscles stubbornly refused to relax. For any beginner the power rack might be dangerous, but for Simone Thompson the strength equipment meant to release her day’s stress after her hands mostly dipped in blood. Although, she would love to drench herself in blood someday, but that day was not today.

It was one of those rare days where despite being pissed, she couldn’t lash at anyone. She had to get over her anger by herself. And what more could be more benefitting than a regular workout. Perhaps, it was an unfortunate time for her when even her exercise wasn’t working on her. Her muscles were acting obstinate; the tautness refused to leave her. Yet, she would bet that nothing beat the audacity of Ashton Walkers in riling her up.

The man she had come to know for a while was as complicated as a piece of equipment in her Gym room.

He pushed her limits like no one else. It was her le