36 Forced to exercise

Los Angeles, 8 am.

Daisy's POV

This morning I was lazy to wake up because it's the weekend and I want to take advantage of that to rest...I lay quietly on the bed hugging a bolster, while my right-hand holds a cell phone showing videos on social media, occasionally while replying to messages from my friends.

"Let's exercise..."

I heard Richard's voice, which made me lie down immediately, and glanced at him who was standing on the right side of the bed. .he already looks very sexy wearing only white shorts and a white shirt with open sleeves and very wide armpits, then also wearing white socks and shoes.

"Actually I have a schedule to meet my friends to play golf….but now I want to do sport with you," Richard said again.

I sighed. "I can't, I'm on my period and I get tired easily..."

"Just a moment, you can rest after this."

"But I'm so lazy!" I embraced the pillow again.

I was surprised when Richard suddenly pulled me to lie down again and then uncovered the blanket that covered my body.

"Richard!" I glared at him angrily.

He chuckled instead, then bent his body to rub my belly which was still covered in maroon pajamas.

"Look, there's a lot of fat in here!" he said.

I pouted, slightly lifted my back, and quickly pulled up the pajama to see my stomach. "I don't think I'm too fat," I said.

"Yeah, but your stomach isn't tight...." Richard moved on to squeezing my right breast. ."And it's not tight either. You have to exercise!"

"Oh, my god..." I leaned my head back on the pillow, staring at the ceiling while imagining I must be exhausted from sports, then after that, my body would ache.

Silent and dreamy, lazy to get out of bed, I ignored Richard. But a few seconds later, suddenly two clothes hit my face.

"Ugh!"

I quickly got rid of the two clothes, then raised my head to glance at Richard who was back beside the bed with his hands on his hips looking at me.

"You have to put on those clothes now!" he exclaimed.

"Richard... I'm on my period, I have back pain!" I insisted angrily.

"I think I have to help you change your clothes," said Richard, getting on the bed and pulling me to sit down.

I scowled, while he quickly unbuttoned my pajamas. What the hell, this is called coercion, but somehow I don't dare to avoid it...

"This time I have to force you because it's for your good!" he said, then took off my pajamas and put them in any direction. Suddenly he stopped, staring at me, staring at my breasts who were only wearing a black bra which was a bit loose because I couldn't sleep in a tight bra.

"Why?"

"I don't want to see you sexy like this... It can piss me off," said Richard and got up from the bed. "Now quickly put on those clothes... I'll be waiting for you in the gym room," he continued then walked towards the door.

I paused while thinking Why would he get mad when I look hot? but I immediately focused on the gym clothes he had given me. I immediately took it then got out of bed, and walked to the bathroom. I need to wash my face, brush my teeth, and change pads.

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after changing the pads, then having washed my face and brushed my teeth, I put on the clothes that Richard prepared. This gray tank top and black pants felt very tight, making my body feel like it was being grabbed, but I didn't dare take them off because that would only make me look for trouble. I tied my hair in a ponytail, then put on light make-up and perfume. After that, I walked out of the room and accidentally met Lizzy in the living room.

"Ma'am," Lizzy greeted me with a friendly smile, but my attention was diverted to a sandwich with chocolate jam on the tray she was carrying.

"Is this for me?" I ask.

"Of course, Ma'am."

"Oh..." I smiled and took it immediately. "You know what I like." I immediately took him to the gym.

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I entered the futuristic gym room with definite steps. Around me, fitness machines look very modern and sophisticated. The ceiling of the room is decorated with neon lights which makes the atmosphere even more futuristic.

"Hey!"

My heart jumped when I heard the baritone voice greet, I immediately looked to the right. My eyes found Richard walking towards me.

"You take food to the gym? Are you serious?" He asked with a faint smile.

"Uh..." I suddenly got nervous, then immediately put the sandwich on the chair. "Then let's exercise, I'll eat it later."

Richard suddenly took the sandwich and gave it to me. 'Oh, I thought he'd be mad,' I thought as I took the sandwich.

"This time you can eat a sandwich before exercising. But for the future, don't ever do that," he said then walked towards Lat pull down. I also followed him while eating a sandwich, because I did not deny that I was very hungry.

"First of all we will exercise with this tool," said Richard while adjusting the exercise machine by adding weight to the weight. "I'm only going to have you pull 10 kg weights. It's light enough for a beginner," he continued, looking back at me.

I was in a hurry to finish my sandwich.

"Quickly finish it!" he said.

"I've been trying to hurry up!" I said with a mouth full of sandwiches. I tried to chew quickly, but I suddenly felt very tight. I need a drink now!

As if he knew that I needed something to drink, Richard made his way to the refrigerator that was available there. He took one of the drinks in the strawberry-flavored box and then gave it to me. I immediately drank it using the provided straw, and slowly my throat felt loose.

"You ridiculous!" Richard said with a faint smile looking at me.

"This is my first time. So it's only natural that I don't understand anything here!" I said curtly, putting the drink on the chair.

"Now, let's start ... you have to hold it, then pull it down," said Richard.

I immediately sat down, then grabbed the handle hanging above. I pulled hard on the handle because it felt so heavy, and felt the muscles in my back form and work hard. I let my breath out slowly and kept repeating the movement a few times while Richard put on some music since there was an MP3 player there. Okay, finally there is music that makes you enjoy, especially since it's a song by image dragon called Wrecked.

"Ugh..." I rested for a moment, trying to catch my breath.

"Good... Looks like you're strong enough to pull a 20 kg load," said Richard, suddenly locking onto a 20 kg weight.

"I can't I won't be able to," I said worriedly.

"I will help you."

Richard sat behind me, then together we reached up, grabbed the handle, and started pulling it.

"Isn't it light?" he asked.

"Uh, yes." I smiled, continuing to pull and down with Richard's help.

"Then do yourself," said Richard.

"But ..."

.I haven't had time to get ready yet, suddenly Richard let go of his grip on the tool and I couldn't pull it, even now my hand feels like it's being pulled. It feels heavy and even feels like more than 20 kg of weight.

"Ugh, Richard! Damn, you!" I swore, and pulled the tool as hard as I could but it didn't seem to move at all, even now my body seemed to be lifted.

he chuckled.

"Didn't you say it was light?" he asked.

"Yes, only light when you help me!" I said angrily.

Richard kept chuckling, ignoring me who was struggling. Even now I'm dangling because I can't pull the weight anymore, and if I let go I'll fall and maybe hurt my butt.

"Richard, help me!" I screamed.

"No….You can get off yourself," Richard said with a chuckle, instead taking his cell phone that was on the chair and taking a picture of me.

Damn it. I was embarrassed, I immediately looked away, didn't want this ugly expression to be immortalized on his cell phone. .but Richard kept trying to take pictures of me from several sides, ignoring me who was so embarrassed and scared.