Help? (2)

*Jessica's pov*

"So, what'd you like to do?"

"Let's first have something and hit the gym."

"Do I have to go?"

"Yup you said you'd do anything I like today."

"Fine."

He goes to the gym everyday, even today he won't take a rest. No wonder he has the body of a Greek god.

We had a smoothie and took our protein shakes before coming to the gym.

I guess I made the right choice to hit the gym. I feel like I am in heaven. There are various types of abs like of athletes, trainers, Greek gods. Bulky bodies, cutting bodies. This is heaven on earth. I quickly changed and started finding which veiny muscular hand would look best on my neck as anyways James rejected me. I have to get over him. But yet James looks the best among all. His hands would look best on my neck.

I feel a dangerous aura from somewhere.

*James's pov*

We came to the gym just 15 min ago. Ever since we came she has been staring at all the men here with lust. How can she even stare at other men when I am fucking present. I can't even concentrate. I shouldn't have brought her with me.

A fucking guy is approaching her.

"Darling you have been looking at me for sometime. May I know how can I help you?"

"I'm fine"

"I have never seen a lady as beautiful as you. Do I have the honour to get your number?"

That fucking bastard touched her hair. How dare he flirt with my girl.

"ANGEL, Let's go."

"We just came 20 min ago. Why are you leaving so early?"

"I'm DONE."

"Are you in a relationship?" That bastard asked.

"Nope"

"Then you can give me your number right?"

"No she can't"

"You're not even her boyfriend. Do you have any problem?"

"Yes a big one." I said with a dangerous stare. That shorty got scared with my stare and big body. He was smart enough to not get into a fight with me. He tried to give me a death stare back but couldn't.

"Don't you dare talk with other men."

"What's your problem? You rejected me first and now I can't even talk with other men to get over the rejection."

"Until and unless you are dependent on me, yes you can't talk with other men."

"Asshole I might leave you soon." she murmured.

"What? You're planning to leave me?"

"I can't live free forever."

"You can I am alive."

"Still"

She's right. What did I even expect. How can she live with me forever. She has a life too.