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“Get out, Xiomar.” His laughter assaults my ears long after he's gone, leaving I and my new enemy alone with each other. “Alright, let's fucking do this,” I rally myself. I took a few steps back, made sure I was in line with it, and took a few more backwards. Running towards the bag was easy, the pain that assaulted my body when I hit it? All the force pushes me, sending me halfway across the ring. “Maybe I should start by making my muscles stronger,” I dart around, looking at the gym. All sorts of weights and equipments were there. He said I should move the bag, he didn't say I couldn't gain strength first.

I picked up my bottle, went downstairs to fill out and headed over to the gym. My gym had an array of workout gear that turned my space into a fitness haven. Dumbbells and barbells lined the rack, their weights promising challenge and progress. The bench press stood sturdy, inviting me to push my limits. In the corner, parallettes waited for bodyweight exercises, while the Smith machine offered guided lifts for a full workout. Pull-up bars tempted me to reach new heights, and a treadmill with Ava on it. Holy cow, that was Ava! I spoke too soon, and in my defense, I didn't know she was a gym person at all. She was right there, running on the treadmill and with her headphones on, I was sure sh

His hand settled on Azxel’s wrist, his thumb stroking gently. “We should go,” Jaelen said calmly. “Workout starts in fifteen.” He stood, tugging lightly. Azxel rose without hesitation, letting Jaelen pull him away. Azxel glanced back at Sky, smile soft. “Come with us?” Sky’s grin widened. He stood too, following like it had been his idea all along. Brain rehab gym was half empty with mats, light weights, balance boards. The three of them claimed a corner. They stretched side by side. Jaelen watched Azxel bend forward, his palms flat to the floor, his ass lifted high up then flicked his gaze to Sky.

Making me suffer with every deliberate glance while my heart twisted with fear and heat until I crumbled under him. A deep voice echoed through the room, yelling something nearby, and attention was jolted to it. As I spun towards the noise, there he was, at his personal gym, doing push-ups with a broad-shouldered trainer—hair shaved clean with mustaches and an athletic build. Damien wore a gold compression shirt that clung to his rigid torso, stretching tight across his strong arms and legs as he pushed himself. I watched him bend on his hands, driving his weight into the floor, muscles stretching and compressing as he moved while the man yelled, counting.

Atlas My fists pounded the punching bag with rhythmic fury, each strike sending dull vibrations up my forearms. The empty gym echoed with the sound of leather meeting skin, heavy and unrelenting. Sweat rolled down my back, soaking through my grey tank. My wolf, Echo, snarled inside me, a restless growl vibrating beneath my ribs, refusing to settle no matter how many times I exhaled to calm him.

But for now, Eleanor had her own battles to fight, and she was determined to emerge victorious, no matter the cost. ____ The rhythmic clink of dumbbells echoed through the spacious gym room, punctuated by the sound of heavy breathing as Kayden pushed himself to his limits. Beads of sweat glistened on his brow, his muscles straining with exertion as he lifted the weights with focused determination.

A name people whispered behind closed doors and bowed to in public. I pushed open the gym door, and the sound of whirring machines greeted me. “There’s my baby girl,” he said without breaking pace on the treadmill. He was shirtless. His body, carved like a Greek god, glistened with sweat. Muscles rippled under each step he took, and for a moment, I froze, caught between admiration and awe. He didn’t belong to this world,he ruled it. I knew I shouldn’t stare, but I did anyway.

"Sige na. Drive safe." Kenji smiled and gave her a small salute."Yes, Captain." Audrae rolled her eyes before turning around. The closer she got to the gym... The straighter her posture became the exhaustion slowly disappeared from her expression.Her shoulders squared her pace became firm. By the time she pushed open the gym doors... Audrae Zamora was gone. Captain Zamora had arrived. Several rookies were already stretching on one side of the court.The moment they saw her they immediately stood a little straighter.

I ran on the treadmill, used the weights, and practiced the yoga I used to enjoy during my days of freedom outside the confines of the mafia. Today, while I went through the leg circuit I’d created, music suddenly blared from speakers I hadn’t known were built into the walls, and I nearly screamed in surprise. “You’re doing that wrong. You’ll hurt yourself if you continue to lift like that,” Tommaso deadpanned as he walked into the gym, adjusting the volume of the music with his phone. I huffed, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. “It’s not like anyone has been available to teach me anything lately.”

I couldn’t possibly do that when I’d never done any of such activities before. We had just finished our two-hour training that focused more on the legs. And the entire gym reeked of sweat, and so did the black shorts and red shirt I had on. Marian joked that I could hear the echoes of my screaming if I placed my ears on the walls of the room, which was an exaggeration.