Derek’s POV
I pushed the weight upwards, my muscles straining beneath my sweat-drenched skin, as Greg stood watchfully beside me. Suddenly, Alfred's booming voice echoed through the gym, making me pause mid-lift.
"Why the hell did you let Derek leave the house?" Alfred thundered, his gaze fixed on Greg as if I was invisible.
I racked the weight with a clang, sitting up straight and extending a hand in a calming gesture. "Whoa, Alfred, easy does it. What's got you so worked up?" I asked, my tone firm but measured.
Alfred's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in disapproval. "You're my problem, Derek. And Greg here cannot seem to do his job right! And babysit you properly."
I raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing on my lips. "Babysit me? I'm a grown man, Alfred. And what's with th
