The room was dim and barely had any light. The four walls of the room were painted in dark brown. The LED bulb hanging in the middle of the room is not even close to bring light into this darkness. The ceiling fan was almost broken. The wings of the fan are slightly moving and is letting out a modest wind that couldn't have felt unless you are sitting under it. In each corner of the room, there were mental bars tightly fixed to the walls and in each of the bars, heavy bags (punching bags) were hung in different sizes from 70lb to 100lb and on the right side of the corner sat Muay Thai heavy bag hanging on to the ground. Average, tall, or macular men, were in the room where some were doing pull-ups, some doing deadlifts, and some doing barbell back squats. It was the men's gymnasium as well as their practice room. A girl of average height, her golden brown hair in a ponytail style, wearing black sports shorts was practicing in one corner. but why is she here?
"Ha..."
"Ha..."
"Ha..."
She practiced her punching and her kicks but she was lacking all her strength. She fell as she lost her stance trying a roundhouse kick.
Her knees were weak, her legs lacked strength, and her posture was not in good shape.
She stood up again but this time she tried something with her hands. She was able to finish 4 sets of Jab Cross and she changed it into lead and rear hooks. She was able to complete one lead hook and the moment she made an effort to do a rear hook she winced in pain as she grabbed onto her right shoulder and dropped herself to the floor.
"Ahh..." she cried.
"Becca..." Jacob exclaimed as he ran towards the girl.
"ugh, fuck, it fucking hurts so bad... " Becca gritted her teeth and motioned herself back to sit straight on the floor.
"Are you okay?" Jacob asked her in a tone filled with worry and covered the girl in a white towel.
"Gosh, I'm fine... relax..." Becca responded in a maddening tone.
Becca skated herself toward the wall as she leaned against the wall breathing deeply.
"Becca, why are you here?? you already know that you are not allowed to practice, your still recovering..." Jacob said as he held both his hands on either side of her shoulders.
"You don't need to tell me that, I already know that, and why do you think I'm here in the men's practice room? caz no one ever goes against me like the other chicks who always tell Papa what I'm doing." her voice maddened even more than before.
" At least, wear some clothes that cover your body next time," Jacob said as he looked around the room to see guys having their eyes glued to her already.
" What is your problem? " the situation only got worse as Jacob tried to pinpoint the fact that she shouldn't be here.
" What is my problem? Becca, I'm your boyfriend" he said in a demanding tone.
"You mean ex-boyfriend? " she uttered as if she didn't care about his whole existence.
" Becca, you need to listen to me, I did not willingly sleep with her, it was for work, I was asked to get information on Minister Kim's next move, you need to understand that." Jacob went on explaining his side of the story as Becca got up and started walking toward the main door.
"I don't fucking care..." her voice was too loud that all men in the room looked at the love birds who are now standing right in the middle of the room.
Becca moved her pupils to the corner of her eyes and calmed herself as she went closer to Jacob and whispered...
" I asked you one thing and that was not to sleep with any woman, whether it be work or not, and you broke the rules so we are done." her voice was raging with fire.
" Hey guys, do you think I'm cute?? " out of the blue she asked the men in the room as she let go of the towel and dropped it on the floor.
"Noo..." the men exclaimed.
"They don't even fucking care abo... " her talk was interrupted.
"But, your so fucking hot that I can't control..." one of the men said but zipped himself from uttering any word no more when he saw Jacob clenching his fists.
"Rebecca Lee..." someone called her out.
"Rebecca Stephany Lee..., what exactly do you think you are doing here" It was a voice of a man, a man in his mid-'50s, his voice was rusty, fierce, and stiff.
She whirled herself to check out who called her by her name but her blood ran out of her veins as she froze in literal fright only to see a man wearing a black suit with his walking stick standing in front of her. Two other men, bodyguards to be exact were standing right behind the man.
She got caught off guard.
"someone is busted" one of the men whispered to another.
"Papa... " Becca said in a shaking voice.
"Papa..., I... I... can explain..." She ran towards the man in distress.
" Into the office... Now... "the man said.
''Papa..." she tried to convince him one more time.
"I said into the office now... do not make me repeat myself, Miss Lee..."
Her fiery personality melted like ice as she began to walk past the guards in a pale manner.
She walked into Papa's office and the door closed.
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Hello everyone, This is the second book and this is very very different from my previous book I'm still writing. There are many Plot twists and very exciting scenes. I hope you will stay tuned and hope you enjoy.
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