Bodyguard of the Heiress

Chapter 31

Thooriga

Saby bro, stops the other guards a few feet before the gym and escorts me until the door.

"Don't let anyone inside, bro," I murmured to him

"Sure bro, En mobile la flashlight irukku pudichitu nikuren," I giggled at his meaning and walked into the gym.

I don't find Raj near any of the equipment but hear the sound of groaning and punching. I walk more into the gym and I find Raj in an open room to my right, hitting the punching bag.

He has removed his shirt, coat and other guarding tools. He hasn't noticed my presence and keeps punching hard, maybe letting out his steam. I'm not sure for how long he has been punching the bag but his brief is drenched with sweat and sticking to his body like a second skin.

Don't get distracted, Thooriga, concentrate.

I walk in the MMA practice room but suddenly, Raj gives a heavy blow and the punching bag swings in the air in my direction.

"Shit," He curses panicked as he found the punching bag swinging my way. I immediately jumped to flip in the air and kicked the bag before it hit me. I safely landed on the floor to find him holding the bag.

"Nee... neenga inga enna panringa, Heiress," He used a formal tone, still being angry with me. He left before I finished the last part but he is angry with me and I'm here for peace. (What are you doing here, Heiress?)

"Athu naan ketka vendiya kelvi, Mr Bodyguard. Ennoda mansion, naan enga venum naalum poovem," I'm not going to let him walk over me with his anger. (I should ask that question, Mr Bodyguard. This is my mansion and I can go everywhere, I wish.)

Raj raises an eyebrow, "Sorry, Heiress, I should have asked your permission..." I unzipped my hoodie and he stopped mid sentence. I don't let him finish as he yet again misinterpreted my words. "Naan sema kovathula iruken, mood la illa," he warned me.

Un Aasai "Naan iruken ye, workout panra mood la," I turn and throw my hoodie behind me and it lands on his face. The gym walls are fitted with mirrors and I can watch him clearly. He balls my hoodie but places it with his things instead of throwing it.

I wait for him to choose a machine to exercise while I pretend to think which exercise to do. He goes to sit on the Hammer strength row machine and start doing his exercise. There is a Techno beat playing in the gym and I connect my mobile to the sound system. I play a song of my liking and take the kettlebells as the music plays.

Nee Ammu Ammu Sollayile

Podaatiyaa Poorikkiren

Saami En Sami

I go to stand before him, turn the other way and hinge protruding my butt to do the kettlebell swings as the song starts.

Naa Saami Saami Solla Nee

Yen Purushanaana Feeling U Than

Saami En Saami

Raj watches at me and stops doing his exercise, "Gym la podra song ah ithu?" (Will anyone play this song in the gym?)

Nee Yedhira Yedhira Nadakkayilaa

Nee Yedhira Yedhira Nadakkayilaa

Yezhumalayaan Darisanam Da Saami

"Avan avan romantic songs ye potutu workout pandran, naan peppy number thaan ye potu iruken," I continued doing my swings. (There are many people who play romantic songs while doing workout, I'm just playing a peppy number.)