Chapter 4

Amara

Last night must have been the best sleep I have had in a while.Usually I don't sleep too well because I suffer with night terrors, they usually consist of all the things I fear rolled into one nightmare.

When my mum was still with me I used to wake her up all the time with my screams and she would have to stay with me until I fell asleep again and stopped shaking. I never really knew why I got them, i just had to deal with them on my own like everything else in my life. I clambered out of bed and went straight downstairs to the kitchen where I made some oatmeal to start my day.

I cut up some strawberries and placed them in the bowl with my oatmeal and a spoonful of Nutella to go in it too.I walked around my home while eating my breakfast just taking in the life that I actually live. It's very quiet. Very normal. Well as far as everyone knew. Some may even say boring.

*buzz*

My phone started to vibrate telling me that I got a text massage.

Riley: Amara just kill me now. My head hurts too much!!!

I started laughing at the text, I knew she would go too far, she always does.

Me: I warned you Riley

Riley: I know I know I should've listened, are you as bad as me right now?

Me: Of course not, I'm not stupid, and besides I have work in a few.

Riley: God I couldn't think of anything worse than being in a gym right now :0

Me: Well it is my job Ry

Riley: I know I know the big time personal trainer, good luck gorgeous!

I simply laughed at her response and made my way up to my room to get into my gym gear and my workbag.

Today I decided on a light blue legging and sports bra set, with my long wavy hair tied up in a low pony tail to get it out of my way. I made my way out of my house and to my gym to start training clients.

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The gym was a lot busier than I'm used to, I had 4 clients lined up so far and a few classes I had to instruct. I do love my job I really do. There are so many people I've been able to motivate and help in any health problems they've had and help them in achieving their perfect body goals.

I went to my locker to put my bag away and proceeded to meet my first client. Her name was ruby and she was 45, she told me how she hasn't been able to properly bend down because of a joint problem in her knees.

"Sweetheart having 4 kids and having to pick up for them each and everyday really does play on your muscles" she chuckles while gently patting my arm.

"I'm sure it does, now I'm gonna start you off with something moderate and easy to see what you can handle before your knees begin to hurt okay?" I ask her making sure she's okay with how I plan on training her.

"That's perfectly okay honey" she told me.

She was really really sweet. One of the best things about this job was training with some of the kindest people you'll ever meet.

After my training with ruby was done she insisted that she will be back next week for another gym session with me and only me because she liked me better than any other personal trainer in this gym.

My next client was now a 23 year old man whose name was Max. He was a regular who came to the gym at least 5 days a week, and always training with me. He definitely didn't need a personal trainer, he knew exactly what he was doing. But I was getting paid so I'm not complaining.

"Hey Amara" he said while nervously waving at me.

"Hey max, how is the HIIT training coming?" I asked as last week we went over high intensity interval training and we were very rusty.

"Really difficult I just get to tired to easily from them" he tells me.

I write this all down on my iPad making sure that I add them to his progress file I make with all my clients.

"Okay right, we're gonna start you off with a quick warm up okay?" I told him. He nodded and started the warm up that I had arranged for him to get his blood pumping.

Suddenly I felt like I saw someone familiar laying on the bench press lifting an extraordinary amount of weights. I recognised his muscles, his body, his shape, everything. The way he lifted the weights made it look like he could literally lift anything. All of a sudden the man sat up on the bench stretching his arms out and his back. Oh my, it's him.

The guy from the club. This killian I keep hearing about a lot recently. He's just as perfect as when I first met him. In fact even better considering he was wearing a loose workout vest and black shorts while he worked out.

I've never seen him here before, because if I had, trust me I would've never got any work done.

"Amara, are you okay?" Max asked suddenly interrupting my daydream.

I shook my head to wake myself up, "yep all good, are you finished?" I asked.

"Yes I am, should I move on to the HIIT training we've been working on?" He asked completely ready to complete it all.

I smiled, "Perfect, start that, make sure you remember to breathe during the sets, sometimes we forget to breathe while exercising which can just make things so much more difficult." Max nodded at everything I was saying and began to go through his routine.

I felt eyes on me again. I was scared to look to check if it was him. But I could already feel from the intimidation that it was. I moved so that my back was facing him to stop me from being distracted from work.

"Perfect Max, remember to breathe and take your time, it's not a race" I encouraged him as he performed burpee after burpee.

I felt a warm body directly behind me and hot breath on the back of my neck with the smell of mint coming from it.

"Hey baby” he said in his deep husky and manly voice that just made my knees weak. I turned around to see him sweating but also cool looking as if he had absolutely no worries.

"W-what are you d-doing here?" I stuttered, all of my confidence left so suddenly when I was around him.

He simply smirked, "I'm just working out baby, is that not okay?"

"I've never seen you here before" I snapped back quickly in an accusing tone.

"Well I tend not to stay in one gym for too long, but now I'm going to have to make an exception, I didn't realise you worked here" he slowly got closer to me making me even weaker and ready to submit to his will.

Work. I need to get back to working.

"Well I'm a bit busy right now." I said while turning my back to him and walking off.

He grabbed my wrist so that I couldn't walk away from him and pulled me back into him again.

"Don't you dare turn you back on me again" he aggressively barked.

I cowered at his masculine voice and simply bowed my head.

"I need to get back to work" I tried budging my wrist away from him but it was no use because he was much stronger than me.

He then lets go of my wrist making me stumble back slightly and I begin to walk away knowing that his eyes were still on me.

"Max how are you getting on?" I asked as he looked like he was finishing up a set.

"Good, I'm starting to find it a lot easier" he explained to me.

I smiled at him and nodded, "that's good because we can start to increase the intensity more next time"

He then carried on with the training that I had set him to do and I went to the water fountain to get

some more water. Instantaneously I felt two strong familiar arms pull me to a more secluded area of the gym and pin me against a wall.

Fuck.

I could see pure anger and lust on his face as he was panting heavily. He places his face in the crook of my neck making his way up lightly touching my neck with his lips.

"I could use a trainer you know." He growled in my ear sending shivers down my spine.

"Well you'll have to take that up with my manager and she'll assign you one. It's quite expensive." I strengthen up and confidentially blurted out.

This was my job, it was not something he could mess with.

He looked into my eyes and kept eye contact with me. His eyes were so amazing.

"I don't like you training other guys, I don't like them being so close to you" he told me with an assertive tone.

"But it's my job" I answered back as this is what I loved to do.

He moved his head to the side with a questionable look, "Are you talking back at me?"

I was pinned to the wall unable to move anywhere. I simply bowed my head again because of how much he intimidates me. I shook my head slowly.

"Good girl, now I really do need to be alone with you, i need to finish what we started." He instigated.

He then leaned in and kissed me slowly, allowing memories of last night to fill my head.

His lips were so addictive.

He then pulled away and lightly slapped my butt which stung a lot but felt a little good too I can't lie.

He then retracted his arms and walked away from me leaving me alone and flustered ready to go back out onto the gym floor and explain to my clients why I left them waiting for so long.