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12: Very mindful
Author: I. B Gray
last update2025-07-20 00:36:39

The perfect Saturday evening. Kage was shirtless in sweatpants, working out in his mansion gym. Deep breath , Beads of sweat and a goal. Fitness matters.

He had just finished a set on the leg press machine and eased down onto the nearby bench, muscles aching but steady breaths calm. His gaze settled on the glass of kale juice Roseanne had made for him. The green liquid sat there, thick; unappealin and staring at him like an unwelcomd nemesis. He dreaded it but knew Roseanne only meant well.

She surely does.

It was his day off. Yet as a general surgeon, Kage knew the hospital could call at any moment if an emergency came up. Not like he wouldn't pass the case to the next available qualified doctor. He had so much to manage, his life and companies included.

The morning had been a blend of food and exercise; now, past midday, he was still here, reluctant but disciplined. Not like it was effective but Roseanne wouldn't let him slack and he loved that. She was the only perso
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