Roman Reigns had a smirk on his face as he put his slacks back on. He watched on as the pretty blonde model adjusted her skirt and buttoned up her blouse. He went up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "That was good hmm?" he tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her neck.

The blonde smiled and giggled. "So good. We should do this again."

Before Roman could respond, there was a loud knock on the door. " Roman? Why is the door locked?" a female voice said from the other side of the door.

"Shit" Roman whispered. "Here." He picked up the woman's shoes and guided her to the closet. "Get in." He opened the door. She rolled her eyes but listened and walked inside the tight space anyways. Roman quietly closed the door and placed his loose hair in a tight bun. Quickly, he adjusted his dress shirt and slacks before opening the door. "Hey babe." He kissed the brunette as she walked inside.

"Why was the door locked?" She asked as she looked around the office.

"Uh, I was just going over some stuff before the meeting starts. You know I don't like interruptions when I'm focused."

"Right." The brunette didn't sound too convinced as she continued to look around, seeing if anything was out of place. "Here's the reports we need for the meeting. Want to go over them together?" She turned to face him.

"Of course. Meet you in the conference room in 10?"

"Okay." The brunette placed a kiss on Roman's lips. "Love you."

"Love you too."

As the brunette walked out, she bumped into Roman's father, Sika. They briefly greeted each other. "Son, good morning. Ready for the meeting?" Sika walked in to his former office.

"Of course." Roman quickly glanced at the closet behind him before shaking hands with his father. "I'm prepared like always."

"Right." Sika walked over to the closet and opened the door. "Out."

The blonde named Summer Rae walked out of the office, acting as if nothing had happened. As if she didn't just get caught by the founder of the company she was under contract with. Roman's father was the founder/President of Reigns Productions, specializing in music videos and various types of commercials. Sika was ready to retire and was handing the family business over to Roman. The studios they used happened to be in the same building where all the business side of the company happened. It was a unique compound to say the least with multiple buildings.

Sika questioned Roman's personal life choices. Roman was a ladies man and he welcomed every woman that threw herself at him. It didn't help that the buildings were crawling with models and actresses they hired for commercials and music videos. However, when it came to the actual business of the company, Sika knew there was nobody better to take his place. He only hoped his son could keep both his personal and professional lives separate.

"This has to stop Roman. You just got engaged. Why ask Nikki to marry you if won't commit to only her?"

Roman sighed and went to sit in his chair. "I'm trying dad, okay. Once I marry Nikki, I'll be all about her."

"So you're just having fun with all the models we hire until then? That's not fair to Nikki, Roman. It has to stop. Sleeping with the women we hire isn't good for business either."

"I'll try. That's all I can say." Roman leaned back in his chair. "I would never bring any harm to the company. You can trust me on that."

"Fine. Let me make it easier for me to believe that. Here, I hired your new executive assistant." Sika placed a file on Roman's desk. It had the resume and references of the person Sika hired.

Roman frowned. "I thought I would get to hire my new assistant." He opened up the file and chuckled when he read the name. "Dean Ambrose. A guy, of course. Did Nikki put you up to this?"

"Nikki is not dumb, Roman. She knows your giving up all these women to marry her and she also knows it won't be easy for you. It's no secret you enjoy the attention women give you. I would have hired the man even if Nikki didn't ask me for the favor. I'm handing over the family business to you, Roman. I've run this business as cleanly as possible. A few hiccups here and there but nothing too major that I couldn't fix. That needs to continue and I need you 100% focused."

Roman knew how hard his dad worked to keep the company successful for many years and he truly did want to pick up where he left off. Last thing he wanted was to ruin what his father had created. "I got you dad. I promise I'll keep this place going, no problem. I've watched and learned a lot from you. I won't let you down."

They shook hands. "Good. I asked Mr. Ambrose to come in tomorrow morning, bright and early. I figured you might want to sit down with him, get to know him. As you can see, he has an impressive resume." Roman picked up the file and scanned through it. "Has a degree in business administration. Knows accounting. Good with numbers from what I can tell. I know numbers aren't your strong suit. He can certainly help you with that and financials."

Roman nodded. He had to admit the resume was impressive. The guy had plenty of experience and his references checked out, according to his dad. Wasn't a bad hire. Could certainly need the guys help. "Can't wait to meet him. Thanks dad."

"Be glad I didn't hire Brie. That was who Nikki had in mind in the first place. Since Brie isn't qualified for the job, I told Nikki I would hire a guy instead. That has her calm. Keep it that way. Don't mess it up, Roman." Roman certainly owed his dad one. Had he hired Brie, Nikki's twin sister, she would be tracking his every move, breathing down his neck. She had no problem being an actual spy for her sister. "And also...stop having sex in the office. You know I hate that. Behave yourself, please."

"I will."

"Good. Let's start the meeting so I can officially announce you as the new president of Reigns Productions." Sika smiled proudly and wrapped an arm around his son's shoulders as they walked to the conference room.

Miles away from Reigns Productions, which was located in Los Angeles, California, Dean Ambrose lived in a condo with his best friend Bryan. They both grew up in broken homes, moms had addiction problems, but once they were old enough, they made a name for themselves. Went to college and bought their first place together. They helped each other along the way and now trusted each other with each other's lives.

"I can't believe you're going to be Roman Reigns' assistant. You'll have a front row seat to all his drama." Bryan said in disbelief as they ate lunch out on the patio of their condo.

"What drama?"

"Don't you pay attention? You're gonna be working for the guy and you know nothing about him. He's a major player. Has a different woman on his arm every week."

Dean furrowed his eyebrows. "Didn't he just get engaged though?"

"Yes and that's where the drama begins. Guys like him can't commit to one women only. Not to mention, he has pressure to ensure that Reigns Productions stays on track now that his father is retiring. The guy has a lot on his plate. Smells like there will be drama in an out of that business."

Dean gave his best friend a displeased look. Bryan was right and he didn't like the idea of working under someone who had that much drama in their lives. Maybe he should have rethought taking the job. The only reason he applied in the first place was because he thought he would be working for Sika Reigns. Sika informed him of his retirement and that he would be working for his son instead. Dean's last workplace was surrounded with nothing but drama and he ended up getting caught up in it; which resulted in him leaving. He was disappointed in himself since he always prided himself in being a true professional.

There would be no more of that though. Dean was going to walk into this new job more focused than he's ever been. He just hoped his new boss didn't drag him into his drama….like his last boss did.

A/N: This story was inspired by one of my favorite Mexican soap operas. Enjoy!

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