Work Out || Florian Munteanu x OC story

Chapter 1

-3 Weeks Later-

"What in the pink Himalayan salt, is this shit?!"

The year barely started and I was already in deep with issues. With trying to open up my own gym; moving and trying to spend time with my friends, my soon to be ex husband just had to add more things to his side of the divorce settlement.

"Genevieve Leona. Language." Her father had the chance to look over the new settlement that she has given, checking to see if there were any plausible loopholes.

Placing a gentle kiss on her father's graying cheek, she handed him a glass of water, before sitting across from him at the island.

"Sorry dad. But you of all people should know how difficult this is. You've handled cases harder than this."

"Sweet pea, I get it. I do, but I need for you to calm down please?"

His hardworking hands were placed on top of my delicate one's, trying to ease my pain. Who knew that going through a divorce was so time consuming and dreadful.

"He just works my nerves. I'm glad I went with the prenup before hand, because he would've gotten half of my building space. Which I'm not having that."

Opening my own space is a dream of mine, something I've always wanted since I was 12. Whether is was going to become a gym; a skating rink or a combination of both, I was going to have it. Jake knows about it too, but he doesn't like seeing me succeed more than him.

"We'll get this all straightened out soon enough. In the meantime, don't work yourself up over this clown. Like ya mama says 'he ain't worth hella beans.' She's wise you know. Imma head on home, and we'll talk more later." A hearty chuckle escaped him, as he kissed my head before heading to his car, to make it home before the sunset.

"I know, I know. She was right about this one, maybe. Call me when you get home, pops. Ok?" Giving him one more goodbye kiss, I waved at him before making it back inside.

"Operation: Get Jake out of my Life, is a go. All I need is some wine and dancing. I know just who to call."

Picking up the phone to dial the FaceTime group chat, I was greeted by the other two angels in my life.

"What's up golden girls. Y'all busy this weekend?"

"Nah not really no. We could go out tonight, I just finished up the schedule for the upcoming comic con in July. Gotta have costumes on deck to win. Ryan and I are good to go, his work thing ain't till Thursday right?

Destiny never stopped working, even after college she made sure her coin was on point.

"I'm free this weekend too. Yeah him and John have this medical convention Thursday, which I clocked it to be 15 min away, so we all good to tag along as a group. Whatcha have in mind?"

Cynthia, our resident spy, could never be too careful when it came to men she dated. But Johnny never gave her a reason to doubt him.

"Skate night at Roller Jam. I need to get loose for a few hours to some Cool & The Gang. Besides it'll give y'all a chance to see ya girl get down on some wheels."

Roller skating has been in my blood since I was in the womb. My parents met at a roller skating rink and they've been groovin ever since. I happen to be the captain of my own roller skating team called Roller Queens. Best team to ever roll into Staten Island.

"I can get down with that, be like old times." Destiny agreed.

"Great times. Oh what about Mr. Tall, blonde and gorgeous? Have you talked to him lately?" Cynthia changed the subject.