Johnny X Gyro Novels & Stories

' Janet replied as she bit into her sausage 'So , tell me about your first day at the gym' she smiled at Karen At the mention of the gym, Karen started blushing all over again and the smile returned to her face. Clearing her throat , Janet stared at her with a suspicious glance 'You too like gist ' Karen couldn't hold back her laugh anyone 'Okay, I met a guy at the gym, his name is Quinn. Well, his actually the gym instructor there You really need to see this guy, he has this uhmm sexy aura around gum and his built, oh my God ! is heavenly. Not to talk about his face, his a light skinned guy and I desperately want to get under his skin' Karen said the last statement with a little shiver as t

I actually learnt last year that Gyro practically dies when she sleeps because when she sleeps, she does so until the next morning when it’s time to wake up and doesn’t succumb to any disturbances. Her ex boyfriend had posted that on his Twitter as a troll when the scandal of their breakup was still trending. So I really hope he is indeed correct, if not, I’m really taking a risk here. Nobody else stayed in the main building with Gyro; according to the personal information leaked, She’s single and doesn’t have any romantic partner or child who stays with her. The staff and bodyguards stay in the staff quarters. It was really hard going around the house in darkness without illumination and a

Johnny spent most of his day at the gym with Philip, Vick and Leo, his guys and work partners. Vick owned The Glacier Grand hotel and Residences, one of the biggest in Canada, whereas Him, Philip and Leo owned and managed The Echelon, an exclusive 24-hour club located in Westvale city. That was not the only business Johnny owned. He also had investments in other clubs in different towns and he owned the gym house they were currently in. The gym is usually busy and bussing with activities. Liking their privacy and quiet time too much, they gym privately.

-------The Mansion Gym – 3:00 AM------- The Kards were suffering. Gio had them running laps and doing weighted squats for the last forty minutes. Spade caught my eye as he rounded a corner, joining his hands in a silent, pleading "Help me" gesture. Jett looked like he was about to collapse, his chest heaving. "You're being a tyrant," I whispered, walking up to Gio near the pull-up bars. I had thrown on a dry, but equally thin, t-shirt. "They're tired. You're going to break them because you're in a bad mood."

Embrace the suck, Johnny thought as he walked gingerly into the maintenance shelter and laid out the plate carriers next to the holsters and radio equipment. Thanks to a sex-crazed little blonde, and the baking heat in the warehouse, his joystick didn’t feel all that joyful. Velcro crackled as Slater pulled apart a plate carrier. “You okay there, bro? You’re embracing that Wyoming cowboy swagger.” “Fell in the shower,” Johnny muttered. “Damn shame. My grandma can lend you a non-slip shower mat if you need it—”

Ryan’s already claimed the pull-up bar like it owes him rent, and Zoe’s trying to convince Destiny that she can do a handstand just because she saw one on TikTok. It’s loud. Messy. Alive. Exactly what she needs. She’s helping Tyler adjust a resistance band when Ryan jogs past and says, “You know he’s coming, right?” She blinks. “Who?” Ryan just gives her a look. The kind that says, Don’t play dumb, you’re too smart for that. The gym door swings open. Johnny Castile walks in, all confidence and sweat-wicking fabric. His T-shirt fits better than it has any right to, and there’s a duffel slung over his shoulder like he’s been doing this since the early 2000s.

Evelyn didn't say anything and mumbled a small thank you to her. Xander: Hey, cut the cake. My hand is hurting. He whined as he shifted his weight from one leg to another. Brandon rolled his eyes. Brandon: It's a cake not a dumbbell, shorty. I think you should get yourself checked. Your glucose levels are low or perhaps you're getting old, Pooh? He said while faking a gasp. Xander narrowed his eyes at him. Xander: Thanks Doctor Tate but your advice only infuriated me. I think by giving two three punches to some notorious brats, my blood pressure level would jump to peak. Would you like to volunteer?

I was acting so carefree that anyone would be angry at my boldness. “I wouldn’t be happy if I were you. I plan on torturing you from now on until you do as I request,” Johnny said shortly. I was about to reply when my wristwatch beeped. This caught Johnny’s attention instantly. “Oh my!” I exclaimed. “You forgot to remove and destroy my wristwatch. It has a GPS tracking device in it actually. I am telling you for two reasons. First, I won’t use it next time. Second, I plan on killing you so there won’t be a next time.”