It was one of those quiet nights where the only sounds were the gentle hum of the air conditioner and the occasional rustle of leaves outside. I stirred awake, feeling the cool sheets beside me and realizing my boyfriend wasn’t there. A wave of concern washed over me as I glanced at the clock—2:15 AM.

I quietly slipped out of bed, the wooden floor cool against my feet, and made my way to the living room. The soft glow of a lamp illuminated the space, casting long shadows on the walls. As I entered, my heart skipped a beat. There, in the dim light, I saw a shadowy figure—tall and muscular, his back turned to me.

You slowly approach him only to find that he was doing calisthenics workout...

Damon had been obsessing working out making his self more muscular, but doing calisthenics At this late of hours?...