Chapter 7

  ELENA

  "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...

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