Giovanni Jones is a 21 years old chocolate goddess that always cover her tracks. For years, she made sure her secret life never collided with the life everyone sees. She is a succesful model from Chicago but once she came face-to-face with Death, sh...
It's been two weeks since Sean came to Atlanta and we found out those two guys that have been staking out my apartment is associated with a gang. Also, last week we saw that the boxes they were putting in front of my door was pictures that my ex took of me without my knowledge. There were also pictures of me when I was out and about doing normal things like going grocery shopping and out to eat with my friends. I don't know if I watch too many movies or what but I was thinking it's going to be a dead hand or head or something. The notes that were left though was a little creepy, telling me they were closer than I thought. Once I saw those pictures and read those notes, I knew immediately who it was.
Going to the gym, I set up a training session with Drew, my personal trainer so I can prepare my body for my new shoot in Miami. Drew has been my personal trainer for a year now and when I tell you, he has my body in tip top shape. He recently just came back from San Diego for a conference he was telling me about over the phone but I wasn't really focus on that. When I was done texting Deondre, I looked up seeing Drew walk in the private room. I don't know what Drew do outside of being my trainer but when he walked in this room, he had on a midnight wool and silk Armani suit that is tailored, might I add, with a white button up that was unbutton showing his gold chain. As he changed from his suit putting on his gym clothes, he looked back at me to see was I looking.
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"Could you hurry up and get dress please, you had me waiting long enough." I said turning my back towards the wall.
"You only was waiting, what twenty minutes? C'mon I told you I might be late."
"Yea and I'm hungry. Did you have a good meeting?" I asked turning around after he dropped his pants.
"You can say that, I'm opening another gym in San Diego next year and hopefully, I can buy out my partner on this one," he said looking at me putting on his shirt. There was no tattoos on his body just pure caramel skin with muscles, and abs.
"Wait, why you never told me you was part owner?
"You never asked."
"Touche touche, what's on the agenda today, Coach?"
"Our focus will be toning up your abs, butt and legs, and stretching. I'm not gonna exhaust you like I did last time. I know you been cheating on your diet so I should punish you but I'm not." As I watched him set up, I got a text from Sean sending me a picture of someone putting something on my car outside the gym. I texted him back telling him to make sure it's nothing that will harm my car and to stay out of sight. Focusing my attention on Drew, I put my phone up walking to the area stretching.
Two hours later and full of sweat, I am exhausted. Drew lied when he said he wouldn't punish me for the week I spent eating all kinds of food. I can honestly say I did 100 sit-ups, over 100 squats different ways, deadlift 110 lbs,plus ran a mile on the treadmill. Now, to finish I have to sit in the sauna for 20 minutes. The good thing about having him as my trainer, he does everything with me as well as encourage me to keep going when I get tired.
