“Meet me at the gym.”
He walked fast and there was something in his voice that I knew he was mad and different. I shrugged it off and answered nonchalantly.
“Ok, boss.”
I answered in a very low timid voice
The gym room is just beside my room. I went there still wearing my white dress because I was too worried and didn’t have the time to change.
When he came, I couldn’t believe what I see he was wearing. His outfit was jogging pants, socks, and a shirt. He was in this outfit but still looks handsome and virile, I almost drooled over his machismo. I wasn’t able to control myself in admiration.
“You look good in that outfit.”
He didn’t say a word nor smiled at my words. He came walking towards me but with a frowning forehead and blazing eyes, full of anger as if he was about to hit me
