"Oh..." Trillian pouted, only lasting two seconds before letting out another cry and collapsing onto the mat, lying on her side and looking at him.
"Young master, planks are so tiring, how about something to work your glutes? I heard you have to clench your glutes, but I can't seem to get the hang of it..."
As she spoke, she got up, walked to a training bench next to her, and patted the bench. "Young Master, how do you practice this again?"
"Glute bridge. Lie down with your knees bent and feet flat on the ground, and push your hips up." Draco briefly demonstrated the key points of the movement.
"Young Master, am I doing this right?" Trillian obediently lay down, spread her legs apart, bent her knees and placed them on the edge of the stool, spreading her knees wide apart, her eyes full of longing for guidance.
Just as Draco was about to speak, he saw her suddenly straighten her waist and thrust her hips upwards. Due to the angle, the firm curves of her hips were almost completely exposed to him, the fabric stretched taut, outlining an alluring arc.
"Knees closer together, core engaged, use your glutes, not your waist." Draco couldn't bear to look at him directly.
"Young Master, I can't feel it myself~" Trillian blinked, "Tell me how to apply force by pressing with your hand."
"Here, this is where you should tighten when you exert force." Draco, of course, wouldn't do as she wished. He simply walked to her side and gestured vaguely above her hip.
"Is that so?" Before Draco could retract his hand, Trillian made a move, causing the two to collide, and Draco withdrew his hand.
"Young Master, your hand..." Trillian smiled triumphantly.
"If you keep messing around like this, I'm not teaching you anymore!" Draco gritted his teeth.
Draco's touch slid from her lower back to the fuller, softer curve of her body. His intention was to help adjust the angle of her pelvis, but her slight hunching over caused his palm to sink into the elasticity.
"Young Master, your hand..." Trillian panted, but a triumphant smile curled at the corner of her lips, "... why did it tilt downwards?"
"If you mess around again, I'm not teaching you anymore!" Draco pulled his hand back, gritting his teeth. "Do you think this is a flirting class or physical training?"
"Oh dear, I was wrong~" Trillian pretended to be innocent, "I just wanted to learn the moves well, who knew you'd react so strongly~"
The two continued practicing glute bridges.
But Trillian clearly had no intention of changing her ways.
"Young Master," Trillian assumed the frog pose, "I've found the feeling of exertion. Press here and see if it's tight?"
Draco closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, a dark fire burning deep within his grey eyes. He couldn't take it anymore; he had to teach this woman a lesson and restore his authority as husband. Don't blame me for being uncivilized!
He chanted the incantation in his mind, and the air slightly distorted—an invisible barrier quietly unfolded, covering a radius of three meters.
The location where the two were situated was shielded from sound and sight.
After finishing, Draco roughly pressed down on Trillian's still writhing hips and gave her a hard squeeze with his other hand.
"Ah!" Trilli let out a short gasp, her body trembling violently. She hadn't expected Draco to be so bold, and her thieving instincts kicked in. She cautiously looked around.
But soon, Trillian noticed that no one around her was giving her any strange looks. The woman who was running was still swinging her arms, and the muscular men who were chatting were still bragging.
The waterfall plunges three thousand feet.
"Young Master..." Trillian softened, her voice trembling, her eyes glistening with tears, and her tone carrying a hint of genuine pleading.
"Now do you dare to do it again...?" Draco sneered.
He didn't let up on his grip...
"Young Master, don't you have any shame? There are so many people here, what if someone sees us..." Trillian's face burned.
"Serves you right for messing around." Draco gritted his teeth, increasing the pressure on his hands, causing the woman beneath him to tremble.
"Young Master must teach you a lesson... I've already cast a spell to impair sight and hearing; no one will know."
Upon hearing this, Trillian became even more brazen. She suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of Draco's sports vest, intending to lift it up:
"Then how about..." Trillian grabbed Draco's arm, her voice laced with seductive allure, "Young Master, punish me properly..."
"Stop." These shameless words sent chills down Draco's spine. He quickly grabbed her wrist and pressed it above her head.
"If I take it a step further, I'll use a spell to cool you down."
"But you've ruined her like this... how is she supposed to go out and face anyone?" Trillian pouted and complained, "Even her pants are ruined..."
Draco's forehead creased with a few black lines. With a thought, he redeemed a brand new sports jacket from the System Shop.
"Tie it around your waist." Draco handed her the coat.
Taking the coat, Trillian happily tied it around her waist, perfectly covering her embarrassing area. She smiled at Draco, "That was pretty exciting... even more thrilling than stealing from a vault."
"What are you trying to provoke?!" Draco sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I don't like things that are too flashy... You better tone it down!"
It seems this female thief has brought her thieving habits with her; she enjoys causing trouble in public places for fun.
"Okay, just this once." Trillian stuck out her tongue. "Next time I'll tone it down... at least I'll flirt with you when we get home."
"That's enough for now." Draco glanced at the time, stopped exercising, and said, "I need to take some food back to my wife."
"Young Master, you really dote on your wife!" Trillian said, her eyes sparkling. "Will I be able to receive the same treatment in the future?"
"You can talk about it after you become a full-time employee," Draco reminded him. "If Hermione finds out you seduced me, you'll be in big trouble."
"Young Master, you'll be in deep trouble too," Trillian laughed fearlessly. "If Hermione comes, you'll be punished as well."
"You were the one causing trouble from beginning to end..."
"I think you were really enjoying yourself just now, young master!" Trillian blinked her innocent big eyes and said, "Especially when you were making your move, that smile was so wicked."
"Say it again and I'll erase your memory? So you'll forget everything that just happened," Draco threatened.
"No, no, no! Young Master, I was wrong! I'll shut up right now!" The playfulness in Trillian's eyes vanished completely, and she obediently admitted defeat.
The two left the gym together.
"Time flies! It feels like I just started exercising and it's already noon," Trillian said, gazing at the sea.
"What's the rush?" Draco glanced at her.
"It's been a whole morning, look at your watch."
"It really does go by quickly," Trillian stubbornly retorted, a hint of joy in her eyes. "Time spent with the young master always feels like it flies by, not long at all."
"Alright, that's enough. Let's go back to our rooms and change into clean clothes." Draco ended the conversation decisively.
"Young Master~" Trillian tugged at his sleeve, her eyes full of expectation, "Can you take me back to change? I don't live far away."