If I Never Knew You
Disclaimer: I own nothing affiliated with the WWE. Evangeline is my only creation.
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People glanced suspiciously at him as he moved past. They stopped mid-conversation. Their eyes continued on him, even after he had passed him- tracking him, warily, as though he were a predator, and they the prey he were stalking.
An apt description, for he was the predator here- the Viper of the WWE.
Randy Orton ignored all those around him as he made his way to his locker room. He knew how people saw him, knew it and perversely enjoyed all of the fearful looks and hastily averted eyes.
Fear was power. Fear was respect.
Rounding the corner, he slammed into something soft, which emitted a delicate "Ooof!" as it fell on its ass. Looking down, all he seemed to be able to see was an abundance of fiery hair, with a small body wrapped in small black ring gear.
Glaring down at her, he growled, "Stay out of my way" and quickly went on to his dressing room.
"Ass…"
Slowly, Evangeline pushed herself up from the floor. She glared in the direction of WWE's resident prima donna-badass-whatever, Randy Orton. What an impression the guy made on new co-workers.
Rubbing her back, she continued on her way to Stephanie McMahon's office. She was worried about this impromptu meeting. After being with the company for only a short three months, she was worried they were about to cut her loose. Or a million other things that could go wrong in this business from minute to minute. Her profession was so fickle and uncertain…
Knocking, she was quickly called in. There was Stephanie, sitting with her cell phone pressed to her ear. She smiled fleetingly at Evangeline and motioned for her to sit on one of the leather chairs.
Stephanie quickly wrapped up her phone conversation and sighed wearily. Looking at her, she smiled more fully again and said, "You look like you're ready to bolt if I say one thing. Relax, Evangeline. Nothing bad happening today."
She smiled, but didn't relax.
"Actually, what I wanted to talk to you about was involving you in a storyline. A romantic one. Tonight, you will do a promo with him after your match. Just a short one. We'll have a meeting tomorrow to discuss how this will develop in the coming weeks. Okay?"
"Ummm…" Evangeline stalled, looking at Stephanie like she'd grown two heads. "Okay? Who will it be with?"
Stephanie looked slightly uncomfortable for a moment, before slipping her professional mask back on. "Randy Orton."
Evangeline felt like she'd been hit in the face. Oh, God, why do you hate me?
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