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Mira's pov ....
I felt sore. My body ached from all the physical activity Darius had put me through over the weekend. Sadly, this was just the beginning .This was going to be our regular weekend routine. Or quite frankly anytime i was free.
Darius had agreed to 'train and condition' me like he said. "'Trainer and Chaperone". His time and energy won't come free. I appreciated him doing this for me. Though frankly, he started all this when he bugged me to have my pictures taken. But then...
"Did I really want to do this?" I had asked myself over a dozen times in the past few days. I have one month to decide if this a calling or not. A commitment I was willing to make.
"Gosh. Behind all the glitz and glamour of a model life.
