Chapter 7 - A VIP Mission

The sound of my fist walloping the punching bag was pleasing to my ears. The gym was empty today. I woke up early and went straight to the agency. I decided to go to the gym, and lucky me, no one else was there that early.

The building has two gyms: The underground gym for the high-ranking agents, the oldest training room since the agency was built. Yes, you can say that we agents are spoiled; we have our own dormitories, restaurant, spa, gym, and many more. The building is literally our home. Then, there’s also the public gym on the second floor for the other agents, the largest gym that is usually packed.

“Davis,” A calm, feminine voice echoed inside the room.

I stopped and caught the punching bag to stop it from moving. Panting, I reached for the towel on the bench and wiped the beads of sweat on my neck.

“Ruby,” I smirked as my eyes scanned the older lady’s figure. Ruby was tall and tanned, wearing a beige jumpsuit that suited her physique. She's that rich, cool, and sexy aunt