Time
The gym was Lucien's favorite place to be. The heat, the energy, the atmosphere, it all called to the parts of him that he reserved from the world.
The reason he was so cold to the world was because it was the only thing he knew, his life had always been like a war zone. He hardly ever got the chance to be a kid, to live in the true sense of freedom but at the gym, he felt liberated.
He didn't feel the need to perform or act a certain way and it was all he needed to calm down and get back into his normal routine during weekdays.
But something else was on his mind now, more like someone else was on his mind and it was a new but interesting feeling for him.
It had been a while since anything had been interesting, sometimes it felt like he lived a bit too fast for the regular person. Remembering the restroom incident made him think about why he was having sex in a restroom to begin with.
That wasn't the Lucien he knew, more like the Lucien he hated being referred to. Truly he wasn't living in the way he wanted, he lived the way people perceived him and it was something that subconsciously became a part of him.
It helped to keep people from messing with him In any way, business wise and even with normal interactions but he hated being that Lucien.
He picked up the dumbbell and started lifting, all the while still thinking about the encounter he had with that strange lady.
What was she doing there in the first place? Did she purposefully follow him? It seemed like she worked there especially with the way she became hysterical when she thought he was going to tell her boss.
These thoughts were distracting his mind from concentrating and he almost dropped the dumbbell.
"Damn it, why am I so distracted this morning?" He checked the time and it was only 9:00 am so he couldn't blame it on being too early.
He usually stayed two hours at the gym during weekdays but on weekends he stayed longer, sometimes three hours but right now, it didn't feel like he was going to be staying long today.
His phone started buzzing and it was his trusted personal assistant. He knew that it meant work but something about the fact that there was work to do made him elated. Maybe, just maybe it would take his mind off of the situation.
"Hello Joe, what's the update?"
"Today's the day for the event sir, the organizers wanted to know what time you'd be coming."
"Today? I had no idea it was going to be on a weekend, you know I don't like attending events on weekends."
"My apologies Lucien, but there was no way I could shift this further, the coming week is going to be so occupied and you just might not have the time to squeeze this in.
Plus it's the deal with the prime minister and in case you've forgotten, it's the one deal that can easily get you closer to your target." Joe's voice was cold towards the end.
Lucien stiffened, he understood what Joe meant. It was time to lock in.
He had to find a way to find him, the one man that plagued his nightmares and his career.
"I'm on my way." The line went dead and he picked up his gym bag and headed out. He had his own private gym where he could work out freely without having any distractions.
He rushed in and showered, brought out his best tuxedo and started to get ready. He was going to find a way to seduce the Prime Minister, one way or another he was going to get the intel he needed to find out what he wanted.
There's hardly been a situation where he didn't succeed in trying to seduce a person but if it didn't work, he was going to use blackmail. He made a final mental resort and grabbed his phone. The escorts were already waiting outside and he got into the car.
Joe was already waiting and smiled when Lucien entered the car. Joe was his best friend, they met when Lucien had his accident and somehow bonded at the hospital. Unlike Lucien who had to work his way up the successful ladder, Joe was a trust fund kid who wanted to have his own legacy.
Lucien always found it funny and weird that he chose to suffer instead of simply living the life and though Lucien didn't want to admit it, it was one of the reasons why he hired Joe. Lucien wasnt from a poor home either, second son of the famous Gonzalo family, but he's had to prove himself worthy to his father almost all his life.
But Lucien always believed that a person who had it all, wouldn't easily snitch on him or give out his secrets to an enemy and since then, Joe has been his pal and friend even though Lucien hardly mentioned that fact but Joe knew.
The security escorts were the first to drive out in order to protect the third car Lucien was in. There's barely been any attempts on his life but Lucien wasn't one to take chances.
He relaxed and tried to soothe the nerves that suddenly came from nowhere, looking out from the safety of the tinted bullet proof doors made him less uneasy as he looked at the view of passengers and the city itself.
Amidst the craziness of the city despite the fact it was a Saturday, while they waited for the traffic light to signal, something caught his attention.
He looked more to be sure and it was confirmed, it was her. She looked like she was in a hurry and could barely wait to cross to the other side of the road, he almost yelled out to her and that's when he realized, what the fuck was he doing?
There was no way that simple action wouldn't draw attention and who knows, anyone could take a picture and the headlines wouldn't be what his career needed at the moment. He restrained himself and the car drove off, he was going to call her, maybe arrange that dinner faster than he planned to. He smirked as they drove off.