Royal Temptation
I took a slow breath, trying to steady what refused to settle.
The walk to the gym was silent, and I preferred it that way.
We entered the large space. Just the two of us. Perfect.
Torment loading.
My heart thudded hard, like it wanted out.
The gym smelled of sweat and leather. Machines lined the walls, mirrors reflecting every movement. Aziel moved like a predator, silent, precise, controlled, every muscle coiled like a spring.
I followed, trying to match his pace, my thigh sending sharp reminders with every step.
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