Adonis
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With a big exhale, I placed the barbell back into place, feeling my tense and strained muscles relax as the weight of the barbell moved away from my hold. I panted and sat back up, shaking the damp tips of my hair out of my eyes.
I could f*****g feel feminine eyes following every movement I make. I did not really mind, but it was f*****g annoying somehow. I mopped the beads of sweat along with my temple with a towel and got up to my feet clad in black gym shoes.
Music blared in my ears from my air-pods as I grabbed the black boxing gloves at my side, ready to punch the f*****g living s**t out of some unlucky punching bag right now. My need to punch things burned like a wildfire inside my veins. I did not have to be pissed sometimes to actually itch t
