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Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

"Which is?" He pulled out his phone and sent me a link without saying a word. I clicked it - and was immediately assaulted by an ad that screamed testosterone. ALPHA MAX: UNLEASH THE BEAST BOOST STRENGTH. STAMINA. SUPREMACY. ENDORSED BY RETIRED MMA FIGHTERS AND YOUR UNCLE WHO SWEARS BY GINSENG NOT RECOMMENDED FOR THE FAINT OF HEART OR THOSE WHO FEAR THEIR OWN POWER Everything was in bold red font, as if subtlety had been declared illegal.

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"My childhood was lovely. But I am much more interested in hearing about yours." We practiced for hours. She threw questions at me about the scandal, about my overdose, about my family. I learned to smile and deflect. To reveal nothing while appearing open and warm. Viktor was the most straightforward. He just made me exercise until I wanted to die. "Mr. Vaughn wants you strong," he said. "Not just thin. Strong. Powerful. A woman who looks like she could break a man's arm if she needed to." I did pushups and squats and lunges until my muscles screamed. Viktor was relentless. Every time I slowed down, he pushed harder.

There was a spark in his eyes when he talked about the company, a passion that sometimes flared into a kind of controlled frenzy. We left the office together, heading for my place. Jared was there to meet the new trainer who'd be whipping me into shape. A black SUV pulled up as we arrived, and a tall, broad-shouldered man emerged. Victor. He radiated a rugged masculinity, his athletic build straining against his comfortable workout gear. There was a no-nonsense air about him, a directness in his gaze that I found instantly appealing. After introductions and greetings, we settled into the living room for a discussion. I was eager to learn what Victor had to offer.

He seemed like someone who would think of yoga as just that. “Yoga is not pointless,” I protested. “It improves flexibility, cardio—” “Whatever it does,” he cut in smoothly, “the gym does better. And if you’re worried about injury, there’s a trainer at my gym who’s excellent with beginners.” “Your gym?” “Where I train.” He flexed his muscles slightly, as though that should be all the proof I needed that his gym was a good one. I rolled my eyes, though not before sneakily running them over his toned muscles, admitting to myself that this physique would sell any fitness product without trying. It wasn’t exaggerated or swollen with effort. Just… solid. Defined in a way that suggested consistenc

Vic rolled over in bed and groaned as every muscle in her body cried from the non-stop events from yesterday. After spending what felt like hours letting Maddelena dress her up and ask millions of questions, Rocco and Max showed up to take her for an introduction to their version of “keeping fit”. The hand-to-hand with Rocco had been relatively routine, but Max had taken her to a range Volkov had on the compound. Some of the high-powered rifles Max insisted she fire had jarred her shoulders and hips before Rowan decided to put her body through more rigorous physical challenges. Vic sat up and pulled her shirt up with a grunt to survey the damage, her sides were already starting to bruise whi

“You have yourself a deal.” I’m squatting on the ground, dry heaving onto the mat while my heart practically explodes in my chest. “We need to build your stamina and endurance.” Valeria noted, pushing codes into her iPad. She made me run for an hour and I could barely reach the twenty-minute mark. I vomited all my food out and the water I drank moments ago. I wished she did this maliciously, but she was genuinely creating a proper regime for me. “Can’t do it.” I heaved, “I’m going to pass out.”

He then showed me a small fridge. "Here's water and some juices. And some bars to give you energy." Victor explained. "When you were training with Ishtar, I noticed that you lost energy very quickly. So I came prepared for that too." I nodded, I had indeed improved my physical disposition, from the simpler workouts we had done before, but I have a lot to improve. "You already know the stretches, you can start," Victor said I took off my sneakers and socks, put them in the corner and got on the mat, starting to do what he had already taught me. I heard a song start to play and Victor sat down with his cell phone in hand.

Vipin beamed with pride and was grateful for Prisha's guidance and encouragement. Prisha's unwavering strength and the definition of her sculpted muscles captivated Vipin, who was in awe of her physical prowess. He knew that with her as his mentor, he could continue to improve and reach his fitness goals. "Will you be my fitness mentor?" Vipin asked eagerly, hoping for a positive response. Prisha's eyes lit up with delight when Vipin asked for her help. She touched his shoulder and said, "I would be honoured to be your fitness mentor, Vipin. Together, we will work hard and achieve great things."