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She ran on treadmill as thoughts of shahid filled her head. satisfactions was filling her as her punches grew intense on the punching bag. Sweat was covering her body as her workout grew intense with time from a run to weight lifting. The muscles flexed under her fragile skin glistening with diamond like sweat beads.
The air was cold around her or it only seemed cold lifeless to her. Her mind revolved around what her life had been. How Shahid had successfully made her hate a woman who was all along kept hostage by her so called father. How he made her believe that she was a monster in human skin. How he made her feel like a toy made solely for the purpose of entertaining men. Her movement sped up as the heavy weight started burning her muscles by excessive force being put in.
Letting the weight baar drop on the floor backwards with a thud. She sat up straight on the stool and stared at the floor breathing heavily. Wiping the sweat off her nape using a towel she walked out of the gym and into the living room. Her abs glistened as the sunlight from the glass wall hit them, her hair stuck to her forehead and neck, the black sport bra was drentched into the aftermath of her rage wearing off.
Zuhaib had escaped. That imbecile had succeeded in breaking free from the dungeons. Gyrfalcons was now under her command, no one had a problem with it either. They had captured the family of three in the underground dungeons of their most secured warehouse. It was impossible for anyone to escape, unless someone had helped him. The search was going strong, how far could he go?
Setting the water bottle down on the counter she walked to her room to take a much needed shower. Discarding the clothes on the floor she stepped into the glass cubicle.
Turning the knob she felt the warm water trickle down her spine. Placing her hands on the wall she leaned against it as the water caressed her back and her hair. Soaking herself completely she picked up her shampoo. Massaging the shampoo in her roots she let herself relax as it helped the tensed nerves in easing.
Bunching her hair up she washed and scrubbed her body free of any smelly and sticky residue of the workout. After being satisfied she stepped out and dried herself.
"Bloody hell!" She cursed and groaned as she felt the cramps intensifying and the warm liquid flowing. Cursing herself she prepared for the week. Her legs were already wobbling by that raging run and now this was as if cherry on top.
The energy she felt in the morning was slowly draining away. Wearing her undergarments and a thick robe in the name of clothes she walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Hunger was bigger than exhaustion.
Making herself two Nutella sandwiches she settled in the couch after much difficulty. The pain was increasing and so was the need to punch someone. Her mood was already spoiled and now it had only worsened.
