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HUSTLE HARD, BABY!
The night drifts to the morning when I open my eyes. I can’t remember how fast I fell asleep but thank god, it was a peaceful night. I wasn’t scared of intruders or big rats running on the floor. I got up quickly and took a shower. I was confused about what to wear for training but my doubt gets clear when my gaze falls on a pair of sweatsuit lying on the bed. A silly smile follows the curve on my lips. I change and run downstairs to see Antonio but a delicious Aroma hits my nostrils and my heels turn into the direction of the kitchen. My eyes widened to see Antonio preparing breakfast and I couldn't resist asking him, “you have a personal chef then why are you making breakfast?” “Sometimes, i like to cook. You are lucky to taste the food made by me. More, this is healthy and perfect
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