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Fiona - POV The next morning, I forced myself to get up early despite the soreness in my muscles from yesterday’s workout. My estate had its own gym, and one of the instructors Veronica hired for me would already be waiting there. After rushing to change into gym clothes, I yawned my way down the hall, my body still waking up. "Good morning, Emma," I said, stretching as I walked in. "You’re two minutes late, Fiona," Emma replied with her usual stern expression. "Tomorrow, if you’re not on time, you’ll work an extra thirty minutes. No excuses." I groaned inwardly but quickly apologized. "I’m sorry, Emma. It won’t happen again." As soon as I entered the gym, my jaw dropped. Standing under the soft glow of the gym lights were three shirtless men, their muscles flexing as they lifted we