Zara’s POV
‘Morning guys’ I say brightly, looking around at the sullen faces around me as they glower in my direction, letting me know I’m an outsider in their space, ‘don’t mind me, I’m just going to do a couple of hours.’
One of the men scoffs and I turn toward him, keeping my expression neutral.
‘I think you’ve made a mistake sweetheart’ he huffs, pushing up from the bench he’s currently sitting on, his six foot two frame towering over me as he steps closer, a little to close. ‘This is where the big boys work out, if you want somewhere to lift five kilo weights, and do your little influencer videos, you need to head up the street to the poser’s gym.’
I internally roll my eyes but force a smile to my lips as I openly run my gaze over the muscles rippling on the asshole in front of me
