Playing The Game

Ally had heard about the opening of personal assistant for Triple H through a good friend of hers who worked in the WWE Corporate offices. She didn't think she'd get it, but she sent in her resume anyways. After all the job paid well and she got to travel with the company with her expenses paid. Plus she loved wrestling and Triple H had always been her favorite.

So there she stood outside the arena Raw was at tonight. Where she'd been directed to for an interview with Paul, as she'd been informed to call him when she'd gotten the phone call.

She ventured into the arena and nervously rand her hand through her dark brown hair. She ducked into the bathroom she'd found right by the entrance and examined herself. She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail but it was curly so it looked not too casual. She wore black dress pants and an emerald green blouse with heels that matched the blouse. "Here goes nothing" she muttered walking off to find the office she needed.

She'd managed to get herself lost backstage in the maze of hallways leading to several doors. Although she'd been given directions and told the door would be labeled Triple H, she couldn't locate it.

Growing aggravated she checked her phone, luckily she'd shown up very early and still had 20 minutes until the interview.

"Hey, are you new around here?" A distinct male voice asked.

"Kind of, I'm supposed to have an interview with Triple H in about 15 minutes and I can't find his office" Ally said blushing as the male gave her his signature smirk.

"C'mon I know where it is." Punk grinned and gestured for her to follow.

They made idle chat as Punk navigated the halls with ease. "Here you are and good luck. I wouldn't mind seeing you around again."

"You must be Alyssa Matthews." Triple H smiled and offered a hand.

The interview went almost too good to be true. Triple H liked her enough that he hired her on the spot. He also invited her to feel free to hang around backstage even though she didn't officially start work for 2 days.

Ally managed to find an area that seemed to be pretty safe to watch the show from a monitor.

3 months into her job and things were going pretty well. Accept for the fact that she and Paul had crossed a thin line between business and personal.

It had all happened so fast Ally still wasn't exactly sure how it had started. At first it was just light flirting here and there, than it advanced to some "accidental" touching by Paul. Than one day she got a new request…

"Hey Ally, think you could do me a big favor?" Paul asked as Ally was going through his schedule on her laptop.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Well, as you know Stephanie and the girls are coming to stay with us this Monday. They'll be heading to the arena for Raw before going to the hotel. I was hoping you could swing by tomorrow after the ppv and get my room set up for them. Their stuff is coming on Sunday… Steph packs so much damn stuff. Anyways I just want you to get them unpacked and make sure the suite is prepared for all of us."

"After the pay per view? It'll probably take me a few hours, Paul but I'll do it."

"Great just go to the hotel as soon as you're done with the pay per view."

Ally had just finished up the last of her work for the night and the pay per views main event had just begun. So with little interest in seeing the match, since she knew the ending anyways Ally figured if she started on the hotel suite now she could be in her room before midnight.

"Hey! Ally… Wait up." A distinct voice called as Ally headed to her rented car.

"Hey Punk…congrats on the win." Ally smiled at Punk who was fresh from his match and had hurried when he saw Ally heading for the parking complex.

"Thanks. Look I was thinking we could go out and have supper? Just let me shower and change it'll be like 20 minutes."

"I can't. . . Paul has me busy tonight, but maybe we could do something else another time?"

"What's he making you do this late at night? Come on, you can do it in the morning. I won't bite," Punk smirked and wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

"I'm sorry I can't tonight. Sometime soon I promise. OK?"

Punk groaned in irritation before heading in the opposite direction to the locker rooms.

"Paul! I thought you were still at the arena." Ally gasped when the door suddenly closed and a large hand touched her waist.

Paul had actually shown up a good 5 minutes earlier, but was entranced watching Ally work. Bent over suitcases sorting through his children's clothes and putting them away. He'd been treated to a nice view of Ally's backside in a denim mini skirt and Randy Orton's newest women's shirt, which had been issued by the company.

"Well. I think everything's done here. The clothes are all put away; the hotels setting up a crib in the morning . . . I also got some menus from some restaurants nearby."

Paul grabbed her and pulled him close to her in a very intimate hug. Ally couldn't ignore his roaming hands. Before Ally knew it Paul's lip crashed down on hers and she was kissing him back even though in the back of her mind she knew this was wrong.

"Paul! We we can't do this." Ally cried when he finally released her. Paul sheepishly apologized but was pulling her back into him for another kiss.

Weakly Ally pushed him away and hurried out the door despite Paul's pleas for her to talk to him.

Blinded by tears Ally exited the hotel to a secluded out door area. Finding a bench under a large tree she hoped would provide privacy from other guests strolling the area.

A/N: First attempt at fanfic so hopefully you guys enjoy

A/N: I own nothing except my OC Ally.