Claimed by the ruthless Mafia Lord
The trainer, a woman named Mia, was kind but no-nonsense.
“We’re starting with the basics,” Mia said, demonstrating a simple stance. “Balance is key. If you’re off-balance, you’re vulnerable.”
Alex watched from the sidelines, occasionally chiming in with advice or encouragement.
“Keep your hands up, Kelly,” he said at one point. “Protect your face.”
I shot him a glare. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“A little,” he admitted, grinning.
By the end of the session, I was sweaty, sore, and surprisingly exhilarated.
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