LEX P.O.V

I don't get this girl, first she says fuck off, now she's texting me to meet up at the gym at midnight. WTH. What made this sour patch have a change of heart? And what made her want to meet at midnight hours? I can't tell if she wants my help or wants to treat my ass like shit. I've dealt with self righteous, stuck up girls like her, usually a three day stay, a rinse and repeat. Her type wanted to feel bigger than a man, to exceed further and prove feminist strength. I can pay for myself. This is my choice. As if she knows how long Ive wanted to can the asshole. I park my car, realizing I was becoming distracted. Pulling into an empty lot, I wait.

A text hits my line from a nameless number: I'm inside

Me: Did you break in...you do know I'm a manager here?

Text: Oh hush, come in.

I use my spare key to unlock the back door. Shaking my head, and eyeing my surroundings. This girl. "YOO!" I yell once the door snaps close. I hear noise, heavy breathing, and follow the direction. Amanda is shirtless, in a sports bra, on a mat, exercising...well doing a move that makes her look like she's..."Are you humping the air?"

"60." She stops counting and stands. "Glute bridges....you took forever."

"Working on that ass huh." I smirk.

She gives me a hard, if I had a gun, kind of glare. "Now, let's figure this out your way...for now."

"For now?"I purposely cross my arms, bulging them together, my dark tank top hugged me in all the right places. Her, being a strong woman, of course she fought the urge to look. Instead, she slides into a purple t shirt, baggy, that shows no cleavage. I bet she wants to show some.

"Until I change it to my way. So what's your plan again?"

"Expose him. I still have the folders, we can even call up the other victims and have them do the same. With how Strive Treat is thriving, he'll have to step down."

"Or the company goes under..." She squints as she adds.

"No. My mom made him promise to add me as a owner, the company will stay with the family name."

"Well, if that's the case, just take the company now, what's the deal? Blackmail him with an ultimatum of him having to step out or get exposed."

I took a moment to think. That is a smart idea, but he's smart enough to trace my call and do some hitman hire shit to shut me down. I would tell her this, but she wouldn't believe it. "That's a possibility."

She nods with much eagerness. "You're welcome."

"Oh, and you arch your back a little too much with the bridges."

"Thanks for the advice." Sensing that our meet up was over, I head to the door. "Oh, and thank you for wanting to help me." Her voice softened, sending chills down my chest. I look back and nod, before continuing on. She wants me.