Chapter 202: Him and gym
After putting on her sportswear, Ella padded toward the hallway, still blinking away the post-makeout haze.
When Adrian stopped before the master bedroom door, she tilted her head. "Wait, we’re working out here?" Ella suddenly remembered the private gym inside the Master Bedroom.
A realization clicked in her mind. Was Adrian going to train her personally today?
Before she could dwell on that thought, he placed an arm on her waist and guided her towards the private gym. The last time she was here, she had been completely focused on him so missed out.
But this time, Ella did not fail to take in the grandeur of the gym that looked like it had been plucked out of a billionaire’s fitness fantasy—matte black walls, polished floors, a full rack of dumbbells, state-of-the-art machines, and a mirror-lined wall that doubled the size of the room.
Adrian walked in first, grabbing a towel off the rack. When he pulled his T-shirt over his head in a clean motion, Ella forgot how to breathe.
His torso was... unfair. Defined abs, broad chest, veins trailing down his forearms and biceps. And that sharp V-line? Rude. Just plain rude. It’s not like she had not seen it before but back then, she had been too stressed out to care about this artistry. But now, she realized she simply couldn’t take her eyes off.
"Oh. My. God," she mumbled under her breath, clutching a water bottle like it owed her strength. "This should be illegal."
Adrian turned, gaze cutting toward her.
Ella straightened instantly. "No no, baby. Not that I’m objectifying you or anything. I mean, I am, but respectfully. Totally respectfully."
Adrian didn’t say a word. Instead, he calmly grabbed a 40kg dumbbell and started lifting it single-handedly, his muscles flexing with each repetition.