The Godfather

¤Chapter Twenty-Seven¤

Chapter Twenty-seven|Stories Behind The Paintings

Euphoria crumbled to the ground with an exhausted breath. Her body clad in the latest Nike gym gear from head to toe that Demetrius bought her. Her skin felt pasty and wet with sweat. Hair stuck to her forehead and neck. Her body flushed uncomfortably.

"Are you sure this is exercise?" Euphoria flung herself back onto the mat. "I mean, I exercise but...but this is just something else." She hid her face in the crook of her elbow.

"Wimp." Delia scoffed.

"Bitčh." Euphoria countered.

"Euphoria." Alloponio scolded.

"Oh hop of my non-existent dičk Poni." Euphoria rolled her eyes. "We're stating irrelevant facts. Isn't that right Delia." She shot her a fake smile.

Delia glared at her as Euphoria stood to her feet. Releasing a breath she made her way towards the door. "Where are you going?" Alloponio asked.

"Far away from you. All you're doing is making me exercise." She threw over her shoulder.

Euphoria pulled the door open where she found Demetrius's private gym. Her eyes instantly found his form in front of a punching bag. Euphoria bit her lip as she drank in the sight before her. Demetrius's torso was left bear, slithered in sweat that glistened under the dim lighting. Her hungry eyes went up his broad shoulders, chiseled chest and stomach. A small droplet of sweat fell from his pointed nose, landing on his chest and rolled down his torso - over his teasing v-line and vanished into his short. This had her clenching her thighs together. His swift and calculated moves enhanced his back muscles. They tightened and loosened before and after each move. His back broad and muscular shined under the dim light with the help of his coat of sweat. Demetrius's bulging biceps nearly had her fainting at their sight-

"Are you done tesoro?" Demetrius called out to her looking at her with a smirk playing on his lips.

"Huh?" Euphoria shook her head before meeting his gaze. "You said something?"

"I asked if you're done eye fučking me?" He titled his head slightly with an arched brow.

"Not for a long time." She shook her head.

Following him to the bench she sat down and watched him take a sip of water with his head thrown back. Her eyes trailed down his body quickly scanning him. Ok girl stop, acting like you haven't seen a man or anything.

With that thought in mind her eyes found his again that danced with amusement. "Are you done?"

"Yes I'm done. I want to hit something." She stood to her feet. "Now train me since you want me up at unholy hours of the morning."

"Your definition of unholy hours of the morning compared to mine aren't the same." Demetrius pointed out. "And what's with Alloponio helping you?"

"First of all you're my man so you're supposed to be helping me, not him. And Alloponio hasn't done anything but make me exercise to the bone." She rolled her eyes.

"Alright then but you've been warned. I will not be easy on you."

"Mhm, easy is boring in more ways than one." She winked at him. "Now gear me up." Euphoria held her hands out to him.

Demetrius chuckled as he began to wrap up her hands. "When are you going to bring up the issue you have with Tasha?"

"Damn why you all up in my business like that?" Euphoria made a face. "Who told you?"