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The man smiles. “He’s free now. We just had a spar. I’m his trainer, Paul. You can go right in. Take the door number seven. That’s his room.”

Wow. Heath has a personal trainer.

No wonder his body looks so hot and—

Stop thinking about his hot body.

I thank him and walk ahead. Upon entering the building, I’m hit with a gush of cool air and a terrible pungent smell that makes me shrink in disgust. Sweat. So much of it.

I search for room seven when I notice everyone in the hall is staring at me. Men. Lots of men. Mostly shirtless.

Great. Just great. I had to land in the spotlight.

Ignoring their gazes, I spot the room and dash toward it. I’m about to open the door when a guy around my age gets in my way.

“Hello.” He smirks and gawks at me.

Suddenly I feel self-aware in my jeans and thin beige warmer. The clothes are baggy, but the way he peculiarly studies me, I might as well be naked.

“I need to go.” I try to side-step him. He whistles and steps closer to me.

“I’ve never seen you here before. What’s your name?”

I swallow hard and make a list of reasons why I thought coming here was a good idea.

Sebastian should’ve escorted me inside. I had no idea there’d be so many curious men, otherwise, I’d never come.

“I asked you something,” he says in a curt tone.

I shiver but don’t back down. “Please step out of my way.”

“I will once—”

“Once I knock your fucking teeth then rip your fucking tongue out. Would that be enough for you to step the fuck away from her?” A cold, ruthless voice comes from behind me and everything and everyone stills.

Heath’s warm presence burns my back but shields me from every pair of eyes looking at me. I don’t feel exposed anymore.

The guy gulps hard and raises his hands “Woah! I didn’t know she was with you, man.” Fear lingers in his eyes, and he quickly backs away.

“That shouldn’t have mattered. She asked you to fucking move, didn't she?” Heath comes around and gives him a strong push. He hits the nearest wall and groans.

With a glare, he spits out, “Calm the fuck down. There are rules.”

Heath corners him. The guy spares me a glance and Heath pins him to the wall by his throat.

“Look at her again and you’ll see howquicklyI’ll break the fucking rules for her.”

Oh no. This is getting worse.

Feeling the temperature rise I grab his hand. His attention instantly moves to me, and he backs off. Opening the door, I pull us in. When I shut the door he traps me against it.

We’re close.Too close. An inch further he’d be able to feel my heart thundering inside my chest.

“What are you doing here?” His voice is low and husky.

“I…” my eyes lock with him and I forget the words.

Slowly, his hands move closer to my waist, but he doesn’t touch me. He stays there. Too close yet too far.

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