Politically Incorrect
Dean Ambrose, one-third of The WWE stable The Shield one night saves a senator's wife from being attacked. The result is a bond that quickly changes into a romantic relationship that rocks both of them to their very core.
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The Shield
Claire Langston, wife of Senator Robert Langston, stands patiently in line at a little cafe bar located in the main lobby of the beautiful hotel she was staying at with her husband on the campaign trail. The beautiful blonde with the deep green eyes was happy that they would be staying there for a few days. It was so lovely there. The café was an extra bonus since she would not be able to get along without her iced white chocolate mocha with a caramel drizzle.
Kathleen Hurley, another senator's wife joined Claire in line. "Hey Claire, how are you doing? How are Robert and the kids?" Kathleen asked. "They are doing great Kathleen. Madison and Robert Jr. are getting so big. Madison has already started middle school." "WOW how they have grown. Mine are already away at college. I see them during the holidays but I miss them so much at times." Kathleen said with a sad smile. Claire knew instantly what Kathleen was feeling. It was the same feeling Claire swears would shadow her world if it wasn't for her children, LONELINESS. It was hard being a politician's wife. Even with the endless amount of dinners, parties, and events it was with a bunch of people that were just not family. The little time spent with family was for PR purposes of giving the impression of being the perfect American family. If the people only knew all the sacrifices they made to try and help the citizens lives improve. Claire felt a tinge of sadness over the huge divide that had slowly but surely separated her from her husband. Sure in public they were all smiles but behind closed doors they might have as well been strangers.
Madison and Robert Jr. were her salvation but an ever burdening thought of "what do I do once they leave for college?" would hit her and it felt like being crushed by a ton of bricks. But they were growing and there were still many wonderful years left with the kids and major milestones on the horizon. All she could do to keep her sanity was think "I will worry about the loneliness when the time comes." Remembering that she will soon have her delicious coffee drink in hand and a night out with a friend quickly lifted her spirits.
"Maybe once all this political nonsense is done we can all get together and have a pool party with our families." Kathleen offered. Kathleen was one of few politician's wives that she really liked and enjoyed being around. "That would be lovely. " Claire said with a smile. The ladies ordered their drinks and chatted a little more while they waited. "WOW look at them!" A woman behind Claire and Kathleen enthusiastically exclaimed. "It's The Shield!" Both Claire and Kathleen were so busy talking that they were confused by all the commotion. They turned around to see what was so exciting when they saw THEM.
Coming down the hall in a single file were three very intimidating men dressed in black cavalier vests, black slacks, and black boots. The men were fascinating. The first man had long wavy hair, half black and the other half blonde tied back with a dark beard. He was tall with a slender build. The next man had long black wavy hair, with facial hair as well. His skin tone was darker than the other men, probably an Islander and his well defined muscular physique was testimony to many hours of weight lifting. The last man had short dirty blonde hair with a bed head style. He was clean shaven and had a broader built form with muscular arms. He definitely had rougher edge then the other men and looked particularly dangerous. All 3 seemed very unique and different but somehow they moved the same, as if in unison. Dark and brooding, a powerful presence they were displaying to a small crowd that had gathered in the lobby. No one dared to get in their way but a few guests were snapping pictures and were waving at the men. But they barely acknowledge their existence. They moved with the finesse of men who had a purpose and nothing was going to stop their progression.
"Who are they?" Claire heard Kathleen asked breathlessly as the women stared in utter amazement at the trio. Even with the foreboding force the men exhibited, no one could take their eyes away as if they were under their hypnotic spell. The woman seemed shocked that they did not know who they were because clearly more than half of the lobby knew. "They are The Shield!" When both Claire and Kathleen both still seemed puzzled the woman elaborated. "The WWE is in town for a few days and their superstars are staying here at this hotel. You probably will see more of them around. What I wouldn't do to have me some of that John Cena!" "What is the WWE?" Claire asked. "It is wrestling honey." The lady laughed. "They are entertainment wrestlers." "Oh" Kathleen said. My friend's kids are big into that. They are big John Cena fans also." Kathleen said to Claire. "What is the story with the men in black?" Claire asked curiously. "They are this new group that has taken over the WWE quite literally attacking the most popular wrestlers and know they are aligned themselves with the boss to try and keep one of the most popular wrestlers at WWE from getting the WWE title. Basically the Shield is the bad guys even though their premise is to fight injustice." The woman said. "I don't care that they are bad when they look as good as that." Kathleen shockingly announced. "Kathleen! "Claire expressed her shock but couldn't help but to giggle with the woman. "What Claire, they are HOT! All of them! Their dangerous side just makes them even sexier!"
All 3 women giggled and agreed that the men were very sexy! "I am not sure which one I like the best, how about you Claire?" The other woman was quick to stake her claim. "I like Roman Reigns; he is the Islander looking one. Did you see those muscles, DELICIOUS!" "I don't like all that facial hair." Claire said as the three men walking by replayed in her head and she locked her memory around the broader, muscular, clean shaven man with the dirty blonde hair with the bed head do. The undisciplined tendrils made him look like a bad boy and that excited Claire a little too much. "I think the guy with short hair and no beard is very sexy." "Oh you like Dean Ambrose; you must have a thing for bad boys dear because he is the worst one in the group. The Bad boys are the most fun though!" The woman said.
Just then the Barista called out their names to get their drinks and they all said their goodbyes and went on their way. Claire took a sip of her yummy iced white chocolate mocha but couldn't help but to think of the 3 men walking through the lobby. Quite impressive to see these characters up close yet it seemed so surreal for them to be in a setting that they did not belong but yet, seemed to completely hold the attention of every bystander in their presence. Claire was intrigued.