Chapter 7. Temptation at the Gym

Elena POV

“You like what you see?” Nico whispers in my ears.

I step back immediately.

“I wasn’t…”

“You were,” he tosses me a water bottle. “It’s okay. I’d stare at me too.”

I catch it with a glare, but my heart is racing.

Working out beside them is a form of psychological torture.

I walk to the treadmill and try to focus on the treadmill, but Nico decides to get on the one next to mine, walking in sync beside me, shirt still nowhere in sight.

He leans over, whispering, “I could train you personally, you know. One-on-one sessions. Very hands-on.”

“You’re distracting,” I mumble.

He chuckles. “That’s kind of the point.”

I steal a glance at Vincenzo again. Still ignoring me. He hasn’t given me attention since yesterday I got here and I hate it. I love attention.

He is still pounding that bag like it owes him something. And Riccardo is on the bench press now, his muscles rippling as he exhales with each lift.<