Yohan returned to the gym a short while later. Vivian was already sweating by the corner doing some squats.
There were three different male trainers standing instructing her; they all had serious expressions, but he could easily see their eyes following the movement of her breasts.
She was wearing fitted leggings and a sports bra that left a bit of her cleavage exposed.
They maintained their distance so Yohan chose not to react; it somehow felt satisfying to see them gawk at a woman he could fuck however he pleased.
'It's like their dreams are my reality,' he chuckled.
Plus, with how invested Vivian was, it seemed like she was really working out; he didn't want to call them out just to disrupt her session.
He laid down on one of the heaviest bench press weights he could find and began lifting.
He tried counting, but he couldn't shake out the thought that had been pressing on him.
'How do I raise the rest of the money?' he wondered.
