Miami,Florida
The sky offered dimmed lights as the sun was soon to fade out during the evening hours. What was once a blue picture hanging above had shifted into the colors of yellow and orange apart from a few dark clouds in the distance. Palm trees rustled from the slight wind as a cool night was beginning to approach through the evening hours.
Roman Reigns was putting on his final touches to his Italian royal blue pinstripe suit, his silk yellow tie. He was now ready to go off to his Bachelor Party. Roman had it all, he was the Kingpin of Florida. He had everything at his disposal; wealth, power, respect, and soon to be wife, Alexa Bliss.
Ms. Bliss came from an affluent family, the downside to this upcoming marriage was that Alexa was very spoiled and demanding, but she made the perfect wife for a Kingpin trying to establish himself into more legitimate business dealings. It was a tradeoff Roman was willing to endure to further his power in Florida.
His bedroom door opened, and a man stepped inside. "You ready Bro, the fellas' downstairs can't wait to set off this party."
"Chill out Seth, I'm the Boss, everyone leaves when I'm ready." Roman snickered.
"I still can't believe The Big Dog himself is getting hitched, I thought hell would have frozen over first." Seth grinned.
Roman made a face of whatever. "I don't know why you would feel that way, Alexa fulfills all my needs."
"Right…The only woman I know of that did that, you let get away." Seth stated matter of fact.
A chill ran down Roman's back, but he played it off by looking down and pretended to be adjusting his $13,295.00 Rolex Submariner 116613 two tone with sunburst blue dial watch. Just the thought of that woman made his body ache for her.
Roman shook the memories of her from his mind and looked one final time in the full-length mirror. "I'm ready, let's leave."
"Didn't answer my question."
"Seth, you are lucky you are my best friend, otherwise I might have shot anyone else bringing up that woman. I said let's go." Roman was adamant with his answer.
Seth stood in front of the door and folded his arms to his chest. "I've known you what? Since you were nine and I was seven? I know you Ro, this marriage won't work with Alexa, she is only interested in your bank roll, and you love someone else. How is that a real marriage?"
Roman pinched the bridge of his nose, he was becoming very annoyed by Seth second guessing his decision. "Enough, Seth!"
That told Seth everything he needed to know, his plan was the right decision. "Fine." Seth said as he opened the door and walked out of the master suite headed towards the long staircase. Roman followed.
There had to be at least thirty made men waiting in Roman's living room. Roman invited the upper tier of his Organization.
They all boasted. "HEY!" with their drinks held high to greet their Boss as he entered the room.
Roman stared out at his associates. "All right guys, you better not disappoint."
Seth slapped Roman on the back in good gesture. "Oh, don't worry, you are going to love this, trust me."
The thirty something men headed outside to either their own vehicles or stretch black limousine's. Roman and Seth rode in a Black Cadillac Escalade Limousine SUV. This was Roman's bullet proof vehicle. He liked riding up high making it more difficult for his enemies to place a hit on him.
Roman's cell rang, and Alexa's picture popped up, he sighed. He slid the screen to answer her call.
Roman: Yes babe.
Alexa: I just wanted to remind you to behave yourself at this little party of yours. Otherwise, the wedding is off. (she smirked) Let's face it you won't find anyone better than me, especially amongst those stripper shanks.
Roman: (clinched his jaw as she babbled on, no one spoke to him that way) I wouldn't be so hasty with your words, we both know Daddy is cutting you off, so you need another bank roll.
(Seth was listening as he looked out of the window)
Alexa: (her smirk turned into an angered expression) Just keep it in your pants, I don't want any diseases.
Roman: (he rolled his eyes) Just relax yourself, go have a Martini, and I'll see you at the church. I've gotta go.
Roman disconnected the call not allowing Alexa to respond and then shut off his phone.
Alexa: Roman…Roman…Roman! I can't believe this bastard hung up on me…Me! (She said this as she stared at her best friend Nia Jax) He is getting the better end of this relationship, I'm Alexa Bliss and I'm the most beautiful women he will ever fuck!
"That was warm and fuzzy." Seth joked.
"It wasn't intended to be, she had the nerve to try and check me, I just made things clear for her seeing that she had forgotten." Roman said through clenched teeth.
The cars reached their destination, it was a huge Mansion, quite impressive.
"Well, Seth my man, so far so good." Roman finally loosen up and had a joking tone to his baritone voice.
"Only the best for youBro." Seth said with a smirk, his plan was going perfectly.
Behind the closed doors of this large mansion which sat on Star Island, no cold air could be felt among the steaming heat that was soon to be felt inside. The lights were on, as anyone could see from the distance at what appeared to be a busy house getting ready for a party. From upstairs, every window appeared to be lit up from the outside view, but from below, there wasn't a single window that shined from within. For anyone that may have been curious about the private life of a wealthy Business Owner would find themselves guessing and coming up with theories from an outsider's view.
Beyond the black metal gates of a driveway sat a red custom Lamborghini and a diamond white Cadillac Escalade near a garage. Large bushes surrounded the pathway leading to the front door. From the backyard, a large rectangular infinity swimming pool sat. The mansion itself had been sitting in the rich neighborhood for several decades, always changing owners with deep pockets. For the past four years, a special woman who owned one of the most selective Gentlemen's Club in the state of Florida had occupied the property. She wasn't seen out in public much anymore, she kept a low profile. One because it made her more elusive to the public's judging eyes, and secondly, she was avoiding a certain man. Even when the opportunity was there, the raven Latina beauty did not want the attention of the paparazzi.
Her name was still in recognition among certain criminal organizations. Diosa Lopez did this by changing her name to Danica Lopez to avoid the attention of certain individuals and one man in particular. She had a few relationships here and there within the past decade, something that she had grown accustomed to. Before making her millions, she had danced/stripped in Las Vegas. This began her empire, she saw what was being made in the higher tier Gentlemen's Club, so instead of shaking her ass to line their fat pockets, she decided to go into business for herself. For the past decade, her niche had been selling sex paraphernalia and selling her very own licensed stripper pole while teaching the art of pole dancing. To her, strippers had the best bodies and it was an amazing way to stay in top form with an athletic body. Such a success had come from this new side career. Danica had even spent time in Las Vegas, earning great profits with a dance studio that specialized in training strippers and high-class escorts. Pole dancing was something she seen as a fine art and what a joy it was to teach other women how to twirl around it. She believed that almost every girl had a stripper fantasy deep down in their hearts and it was never something to be ashamed with embracing that dirty desire.
Danica had spent most of the past several months raking in millions and relaxing with her new boyfriend whom she had been dating off and on for the past year. Drew McIntyre wasn't the type of man she was known for dating, well there was one other long-haired man she never got over. Instead, she had sworn off dating the last few years. But seeing all the major local newspapers Socialite headlines where they were filled with the man she could never have again. It made her get out and start dating again. The newspapers showed off this man's high-profile relationship, but in each picture, Danica could see unfulfillment in his eyes, no one else but her would notice this, because she knew the real man behind all the celebrity parties ranging from athletes to rock stars. Danica had met Drew a few years ago at her club, nothing came of anything until one day Drew properly asked her out on a date.
Their relationship had slowly manifested throughout the past year, beginning with small dates. Danica found Drew to be an interesting man, as he was Scottish and very bold with his words and he knew just how to flirt like any other man. Drew had a tough upbringing as a child, therefore he didn't play well with others. He was starting to make a name for himself in the criminal underworld, his goal was to take over Florida, but Danica knew in her heart this would never happen. Drew was too erratic at times, and was very possessive of his things, which made negotiating with other top-tier bosses difficult. That was his downfall and Danica knew it. Also, Drew felt he won a trophy by dating the badass club owner, Danica was not a stupid woman, and she knew this about Drew. That is why she had made up her mind to end things with him. She was not going to be anyone's possession. She was her own woman and made her own decisions in life. That is the one reason she agreed to have this Bachelor party at her home. It was small enough that her mansion could accommodate such a soiree, plus she was doing someone a favor.
Tonight, Danica felt on fire and was ready to push the boundaries of smoldering hot desire. She had one man in mind, and it wasn't Drew. Her and this man had already shared many nights between the sheets, but at her place, it would be an adventure instead of casual lovemaking or dirty fucking. Danica's mansion had a special studio devoted solely to her dancing talents where she could waste all the time of day stripping and twirling around poles to various genres of music. She had skills to match multiple forms of music, knowing when to pick up a beat and drop her moves with the rhythm of the bass. Tonight was going to be just the evening for this man to learn just how dirty and sensual his Danica could be. Danica had waited so long to unleash her wild side on him and soon, she would begin.
As she began getting ready she heard her ladies all abuzz about this Bachelor party. The girls knew if Danica was hosting such an event at her own mansion, these must be some high rollers. And, that they were. Danica hand-picked the females in attendance, they were her best strippers and escorts. Danica had never pictured this for herself, but a turn of events that happened a decade ago shaped her mind into a cynical woman that had to make her own way now.
Her best friend in the world walked into her master suite. The purple haired woman looked over Danica and clapped her hands. "This should have happened years ago girl, you look hot as fuck tonight."
"Sasha, please…This is a one-night deal only and you know this, so don't start with all the eyes meeting and magic will happen bullshit."
Sasha Banks just smirked, she knew the deal, and soon her BFF would know it too. "I wasn't going to say that smart ass, what I came up here for was to wish you good luck." Sasha got serious. "You of all people deserve a happy ending. After what happened to you, most women would have sunk their heads in the sands never to be seen again, but not you, Chica, you made something of yourself and I'm proud to have you as my bestie." Sasha brought her right hand from behind her back and held a small box.
"What is this Ms. Banks." Danica said in a soft manner.
"Open it up, it not a big deal." Sasha said as she watched Danica unwrap the small box.
Danica teared up when she opened the black velvet box, it was her previous engagement ring on a delicate platinum chain. The diamond sparkled the same way when she was proposed to. "How did you get this?"
Sasha was not going to get Ms. Thelma the head maid in charge in trouble. It was with Thelma's help of getting the ring from Danica's shoe box that was kept all the way in the back of the master closet this box held all of the things Danica had received from this man throughout the years. "Oh, a little angel helped me find it. So, I had it polished up and bought a chain for it so you could wear it tonight."
Danica hated to cry in front of anyone, she had built up walls to protect herself from what happened. Danica quickly wiped the tears streaming down her face. "What in the hell am I going to do with you, it looks as beautiful as the day he proposed."
Sasha removed the necklace from its box and placed it around Danica's neck. The chain was the perfect length as the ring settled right above Danica's breast. "You are going to get what is yours, that is what you are going to do."
Danica became irritated. "I keep telling you this is a one-night thing, we don't know, he may just walk away from me, so I don't want to talk about what if. He has his life now, I'm not going to mess that up for him, besides, he wouldn't want me long term anyway, not after what happened."
"Now who is talking bullshit, that man will love you until the end of time and you know this because you feel the very exact same way." Sasha said softly and reassuring.
The two hugged each other tightly. Sasha just knew this had to work. Her bestie deserved it more than anyone she knew. The two ladies released from their hug. "I'll catch you later, Chica, I have to finish getting ready, who knows, I may find my Mr. Right tonight." Sasha laughed as she walked out.
Danica held onto the necklace. "Maybe something good will happen after all." She stopped herself. "Stop that Diosa, that man will never want you on a permanent basis."
Downstairs the hall area was becoming full as the men were let inside. They were greeted by a very pretty blonde, that woman was Mandy Rose, she was wearing a red silk robe that just barely covered her butt cheeks. And, she held a tray of glasses filled with Dom Pérignon Champagne. "Gentlemen Welcome, please have a drink." Mandy greeted the men with flirtatious eyes and sultry voice.
Roman took in a quick look at his surroundings and found himself once again impressed by the décor of the mansion. It wasn't made up like somewhere Queen Elizabeth would live, but Roman could tell the quality of furnishings and contemporary art pieces were quite expensive.
As the men followed Mandy they admired her backside view. Roman noticed the attractive blonde, but he became more interested in the décor which consisted of animal print furnishings with Swarovski Crystal inlays, the coffee and end tables were also high end with silver trim and thick glass tops. Lastly, he noticed the Swarovski Chandeliers throughout the mansion. Roman was getting a feeling of some sort, and that feeling was of that woman, this was her exact taste.
Seth handed Roman a glass of champagne. "What's wrong with you?" Seth could barely hear himself think with all the ladies filling the room, and the men starting to get rowdy in the exquisite party decorated living area.
Roman took a sip of his champagne before answering. "Nothing, this room reminded me of someone. Let's get this party kicked off." Roman was trying to divert any questions that Seth may have had to his response.
Seth was smiling inside, things were working according to plan. "Oh, you looked deep in thought, who does this place remind you of?"
Again, to avoid the question, Roman raised his glass high in the air to get everyone's attention. "There are a lot of beautiful women here, (the women giggled) so you boys should be happy, but the important question is which one of them are mine?"
Danica made her way through the crowd, which parted like the red sea for her until she reached Roman's backside. "Turn around and see."
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter...Things are about to steam up in the last chapter, so please come back and find out what happens between Roman and Diosa. xoxoxo