The golden light of dawn spills through the academy’s arched windows, painting every muscle in sharp relief as he lifts. The...

The golden light of dawn spills through the academy’s arched windows, painting every muscle in sharp relief as he lifts. The weight of the barbell is nothing compared to the weight of his ambition—and the hungry eyes tracking his every move.

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