Ruby
"I don't even know why I agreed to this crap," Newana retorted.
"Why would you do that to me, Vexon?" I whined and looked at Vexon, only to find the place where he should be standing, empty.
What the...
"Come on. Twenty push-ups," she ordered.
I rolled my eyes. She was already in her gym outfit. Whereas, I was in my sweatpants. "I need to change first and��" she cut me off.
"Come within three minutes or kiss your training goodbye," she said sternly.
Instantly, I went to open my locker. This gym room had a locker for all the Bevines. We didn't have to go to our room, change, and come back. Perks of living in a mansion; it makes one lazier than before.
I changed into my yoga tops and pants before I started doing push-ups. My new mean trainer was looking at my every movement; as if searching for a mistake, and she was successful.
"This is not a push-up. You are just moving your hands and your knees are touching the ground," Newana complained, making me get up in annoyance.
I deadpanned, "Well, then show me how to do it."
Without wasting any second, Newana crouched over and started doing push-ups, leaving me speechless. She did it like a professional trainer. "Stop looking at me, crazy. Just do it beside me and practice," she spat out.
Sighing, I started doing it beside her, watching her pushups thoroughly. After learning the perfect pushups, I was struggling to breathe as I picked up my water bottle and started drinking.
"Great! Now squats. If we go at this pace, I can teach you how to use the gun within the following three days."
Hearing her, I choked on my water. "What?" I asked in disbelief.
Newana narrowed her eyes. "I don't have all the time in the world to give it to you, Ruby. I am just going to teach you the basics of guns."
"Then, why are you making me do these exercises?" I inquired, totally confused.
"What makes you think you can lift a gun without doing basic physical exercises?" she taunted, as I pouted at her reply.
"Who are you to train me? And how do you know about guns?" Curiosity grew in me while I questioned her.
Newana chuckled. "What do you think? That I'm surviving in this Mafia world with my attitude?"
I tried to find an answer behind that question but failed miserably. She was right. She was always rude, but no one stopped her. How was that even possible? What position did she have in the underworld?
"Enough with your fallacy. Come back here and start doing squats. Then you have to run on the treadmill and lift some weight," she reminded me.
Groaning, I started to obey her. I had to ask Vexon about her. That reminded me, Vexon made Newana my trainer. Argh, that man!
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"You are a mean person! How dare you do that, Vexon freaking Bevine?" I stomped my feet in anger, but I couldn't do it properly due to my pain in my leg.
His eyes left the screen of the laptop and he glanced at me. I had been yelling at him for a few minutes, but this was his only response.
The nerve of him! I thought.
I was about to say meaner things to him, but his actions stopped me. He removed the airpods from his ear. "Were you saying something to me?" Vexon asked innocently.
I could feel the steam coming out of my ears in anger, but I was already tired. This pain had been killing me, and it made me more furious that he didn't even hear a single thing.
"I can't believe it! I have yelled at you for the past few minutes and you had these stupid airpods in your ear? Oh my God! I'm going to pass out," I hollered.
Vexon looked at me in confusion before asking, "How was the training?"
I grabbed my emoticon pillow and chucked it directly at his face. He caught the pillow and kept it next to him.
"I see, your aim is on point. But may I know, why did you throw that at my face? And why were you yelling?" Vexon asked in a calm tone, which I hated at that moment.
I groaned in frustration and walked towards the mirror, brushing my hair. "You changed Jay Jay. That's fine. But why Newana out of all people? What are you punishing me for? She made me do a lot of exercises today, without a damn break. I just got one break and that was after the pushups. She is so mean!"
I kept the hairbrush and caught Vexon standing behind me through the mirror. He pulled me closer and hugged me from behind, placing his chin on my shoulder.
"Hush��it's okay. I made her your trainer so that you can learn to use a gun faster. You see, our enemies found out that you are my wife after I released the news to the media. So they are going to target you now. I promised to keep you safe but you need to learn how to use the weapons as soon as possible," Vexon explained to me.
I kept quiet, trying to understand the situation.
"Moreover, Newana can teach you to use them and you can't disagree. If I give the task to the other trainers, you will threaten them and they won't be able to teach you," he further said.
"I understand. But about br��" he interrupted me in the middle of my sentence.
"��about breaks, I will tell her to give you some time to breathe, okay?" he let out and I nodded, turning towards him. He kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes, feeling the intimacy. "You need your afternoon sleep. Without it, you're getting cranky." Vexon remarked while I chuckled.
He was right. I couldn't function without an afternoon sleep.
"What's so special about Newana? How does she know about the weapons?" I asked curiously, while Vexon pulled the blanket over me after I plopped on the bed.
"She's the MD of our armament company. Why wouldn't she know?" he retorted.
I spoke up, "No, I know that. But the way she is, it's like she has the Mafia blood."
Vexon sat on the bed and picked up his laptop. "Sleep, my love. You are creating imaginary stuff in your mind," he whispered into my ear, leaning closer.
I slowly closed my eyes.
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After my nap, I decided to inform my friends in the group that I was giving the exams. They were quite worried.
Ruby:
People, I am going to give the finals.
Max:
Yayy!
Mel:
So you are coming to the Grads?
Ruby:
Yuppp.
Tiffany:
I knew that Vexon would be supportive. He looks very handsome and understanding. He's all over the news and magazines as usual. Lucky bitch._.
Darwin:
Aren't you admiring him so much? He is married, Tiffany.
Steve:
Won't you divorce him, Ruby?
Max:
Dude!!! Stop it, already.
Steve:
What? She's up for the exams and I'm going to impress her.
I closed the chat and locked my phone, not wanting to read the crap of Steve. He was crazy. Why would I divorce Vexon for him?
It was evening time. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. Vexon was in his study. Apparently, he couldn't live without work.
"Come in," I muttered, and Maya entered with a stack of books.
"Boss lady, Marcos brought your books," she chirped and placed it on the table. I thanked her and she went away.
I got up to look at my books. I picked one up and mumbled, "I thought I got rid of you forever. But look at the agony! My life depends on you now."
I glanced at my pencil bag. Mom had sent this too. I opened it to see all the color pens, which formed a smile on my lips. She didn't forget that I couldn't study without color pens.
I grabbed my phone and dialed her number. She picked up at the first ring.
"Hey, Mom!"
"Baby, how are you?" Mom's voice filled my heart with happiness.
"I'm fine, but I won't be anymore because exams suck. But thanks for the books and my pencil bag," I said to her.
She laughed over the phone. "How would I ever forget it? And don't stress about the exams. I will tell Vexon about your condition before exams so that he can take care of you in my absence," she informed me, as a sad smile took over me.
"You won't be there this time, to give me chocolates, coffee, and licorice," I said softly.
I had a habit of getting nervous before the exams and nervousness made me hungry. So mom always served me these things while studying.
"Aww, sweetie, don't worry. We will meet soon. You will be here during the exams, won't you?" she asked.
"Vexon told me to use the jet, Mom. But I'm going stay with you, whether he agrees or not," I said sternly.
Mom laughed again. "That guy is so crazy about you. I'm happy for you, sweetie. Seriously."
We talked for a while about him, before ending the call.
I took a blue color pen and opened the book. I grumbled, "Time to study."
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"Why do I have to study these stupid points of other people? Can't I make my own?" I complained, looking at the book.
"For the thirteenth time, Gem, you can't make formulas or change the laws or make your own points!" Vexon groaned.
I was studying but gave a remark on everything. It was annoying Vexon and that was my main intention. I loved it when he was pissed off; he looked grumpy and cute.
I was studying when Vexon's phone rang all of a sudden. He picked it up. "What?" His words caught my attention.
"Okay, fine." He glanced at me. "I'm coming there. Call Beckham, Mane," with that, Vexon cut the call.
"Vexon, what's wrong?" I questioned, while he was entering the closet room.
"Nothing. Just an emergency."
"What emergency?" I asked, feeling my heartbeat fastening.
"Not��"
"Vexon, don't twist the words or try to avoid my question, please."
He sighed and told me before closing the door on my face, "Someone attacked during the shipment we had today. I have to go there."
I stood there��fully dumbstruck. I waited for him to get out of the closet room. As soon as he got out, I asked, "Is the attack still on?"
He looked at me for a while before turning towards the door��leaving me unanswered��his gun was on his hand.
I felt my heart getting heavy.
