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“Don’t worry. We won’t be long. Just stopping by top floor and then heading out,” I reassured him.
“Your mother called. She wants to know if you can see her on Wednesday.” As long as the gathering wasn’t at her house, of course, I’d be there. Family—what remained of it—mattered deeply to me, even though I held no love for that house.
“Did she mention where?”
“The Flower Garden.”
“Tell her I will be there.” He nodded and stepped on the gas. After what seemed like an hour drive, we arrived at Equinox. It was an impressive sight to behold. The modern crystal and glass architecture blended seamlessly with the old wooden seats and furniture, giving the place a unique and opulent ambiance.
Most people were unaware that I was the mastermind behind this facility, and I had no intention of revealing my involvement. It would spark conspiracy theories and unwanted media attention.
On many occasions, I’ve been asked about whether it was my doing or his, but even in death, I never wanted to outshine him, and as such, I gave him all the praise and he deserved it. None of this could be possible without him.
I entered the gym dressed in my casual business attire: a plain blue long-sleeved shirt and jeans.
I anticipated recognition, but I didn’t want it. Today was one of those rare days when I longed to slip in and out unnoticed, yet, being who I was, that was nearly impossible.
“Wow,” a medium-built guy remarked as he saw me. “Mr. Xander, we weren’t aware you were coming,” he stuttered.
“And you are?” I asked, unimpressed by overly shocked individuals. Encountering me might be a treat for some, but the dramatics were wholly unnecessary.
“Mason,” he replied, flashing a nervous smile. My gaze, however, shifted to a gorgeous girl entering the gym.
Fuck, she was impossible to escape. Dressed effortlessly sexy in her workout two-piece set, if she visited here often , so would I.
“Dillon,” Mikkel’s voice interrupted my thoughts.
“Yes?”
“Is everything okay?” I sensed concern in his tone, something that rarely happened.
“Everything’s good, Mikkel. I just spaced. By the way, remind me to check in with my mother later.”
“Of course, Mr. Xander.”
I returned my attention to the stunning woman infront of me, but my gaze followed her to the front desk, where a verbal altercation seemed to be happening.
“Excuse me, what’s the problem?” I intervened.
“Mr. Xander, this woman was—”
“Give her whatever she wants,” I snapped.
“Sir, she has a number of outstanding payments,” the receptionist whispered.
As I glanced at Azzaria, I could see her embarrassment at the woman’s remark, but I didn’t care about what she said. The whole reason I implemented the college special was for students like her, who couldn’t afford it but wanted the luxuries like the rest of us.
“Clear all of them,” I instructed.
“No, you don’t have to,” she interjected. “I’ll clear them.”
“It’s fine,” I insisted. “Clear the bills and don’t harass the customers. Do you understand?”
My words were firm and abrasive, but I didn’t care if they hurt the front desk representative, as long as they didn’t hurt or offend Azzaria.
By the time I was done with the representative, I noticed that she had left the gym. I rarely chased women, but I was certain I had to chase her.
Literally chase.
