After putting on her sportswear, Ella padded toward the hallway, still blinking away the post-makeout haze.
When Adrian stopped before the master bedroom door, she tilted her head. "Wait, we're working out here?" Ella suddenly remembered the private gym inside the Master Bedroom.
A realization clicked in her mind. Was Adrian going to train her personally today?
Before she could dwell on that thought, he placed an arm on her waist and guided her towards the private gym. The last time she was here, she had been completely focused on him so missed out.
But this time, Ella did not fail to take in the grandeur of the gym that looked like it had been plucked out of a billionaire's fitness fantasy—matte black walls, polished floors, a full rack of dumbbells, state-of-the-art machines, and a mirror-lined wall that doubled the size of the room.
