Mr. Aldine's Princess (COMPLETE)

4. Bet

(Her POV)

I yawned the sun beaming on my face.

I grabbed my phone, unplugging it as I saw a text.

9:40 AM
Gabriel: Text me when you're up

12:30 PM
Me: sorry I slept in today
Gabriel: That's good, when I texted you I was bored.
Me: still bored?
Gabriel: Yep.

I moved to my kitchen while calling him and putting it on speaker.

"Well isn't this a change in dynamic." He joked.

"Something like that." I smiled as I grabbed a chocolate protein smoothie from my fridge.

"What's happening for you today?" I asked.

"Well, I got done with work shit, now I'm on my way to try to get this money from this bastard who owes me 30k. Then I have to go to the gym." He explained.

"That's a lot of money. And same I have to as well, I actually have time today." I shook it and began drinking it.

"I have a home gym if you don't wanna pay." He said.

"I don't wanna-"

"Stop being nice god it's annoying." He complained.

"Fine then." I said.

"Good. 2 I'll send you my address and I'll be there too." He hung up.

I groaned feeling myself become accustomed to his company. Maybe he's only nice because he wants a one night stand.

I frowned.

-

I got there and I tried to ignore the size of his home.

He opened the door and smiled.

My eyes immediately fell to his tattoo covered abdomen.

"Come in." He moved and I walked inside.

"Have you eaten?" He asked crossing his arms.

"Yea." I nodded.

"You ready then?" He asked and I hummed.

He walked to a door under his staircase and opened it revealing a basement.

It was conditioned down here causing it to feel freezing.

"Jesus." I whispered.

"It'll be useful when your sweating." He responded and we got down there, three treadmills, weights, lifting, pull up bars, he had it all.

"If I can't hear you I have an earbud in, I won't do both but I listen to music." I told him and he just nodded.

I went to the treadmill and put the speed up as I played my favorite songs playlist.

I began jogging and I looked in the giant mirror in front of me to see his back to the reflective glass and he was lifting 50 pound weights in each hand.

I just watched his back muscles work as his skin became glossy.

He was a great distraction from being out of breath.

He turned and smiled at me.

"You're not subtle." He told me and watched me run as my cheeks heated.