Hi one, I'm doing a mini story for DivaliciousDool, I really hope you like it. Please read and review, you can follow us both on twitter TheNikamanaic and MaraWellmade. Enjoy the story and I will see you in the next chapter :)

"I bet you can't do it." The smaller man said to the viper.

"Evan, My name, is Randy Orton; girls practically spread their legs and throw their panties at me." The former World heavyweight champion smirked at the man he towered over.

"Randy, We've all tried coming onto this girl, she's not having it. I think she's a lesbian." Evan sat down on the bench and unlaced his boots as his segments for the night were over.

Randy laughed. "Tell me what she looks like, and I'll be in her by the time the show's over."

Evan 'Air' Bourne smirked at the apex predator "Okay, she's tall, well taller than me at least. Her name's Mary, or Mara or something like that, She's got raven hair with a streak of red on one side-… Randy… She's hot! With two 't's man!" The high flyer was now in street clothes as he walked to the door. "Two 't's!" The said as he put his index and middle fingers up, then he left.

"What a Jackass…" Randy thought to himself, but if this girl was as hot as Evan said, he just had to have her.

Tamara walked out of Vince McMahon's office with the biggest smile on her face. "I got the Jo-ob" She sang in her head. She was happy, and she knew her cousin would be too. As she walked to the Divas locker room, she bumped into someone.

"Why can't you air-heads watch where you're going?" He towered over her, his icy blue eyes threatening her to apologize. But would she? Of course not.

"Listen you asshole! I know I bumped into you, you didn't have to be a little cunt about it!" She sneered at him.

Randy looked at her the slightest bit shocked. There was no Diva that talked to him that way before. It was kinda hot… but disrespectful! "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" He raised his voice at her not caring about the scene he was creating.

"Oh I know exactly who you are Randy Orton, and just because your daddy and grand daddy practically placed you in this business don't mean you can go around talking to people like you're above them! You're not! You're a regular human being, just like me and everyone else, and I intend to be treated as such. I'm sorry I bumped into you. But next time watch your mouth!" She threatened him and walked off before he could utter the slightest word to him.

Randy looked at the woman who has just embarrassed him in front of a small crowd, no doubt that little speech she made was on twitter right then. As he watched her walk away, he noticed it.

"She's tall, well taller than me at least. Her name's Mary, or Mara or something like that, she's got raven hair with a streak of red on one side-… Randy… She's hot! With two 't's man!"

Evan's voice came back in his head as he described the woman whose back was turned to the former champion. It's true… she was hott!... With two 't's!

He slowly turned his head to the small crowd that was staring back at him and snapped "What the hell are you lookin at?" Immediately they all went about their business and left the viper to walk off in the direction the other woman walked to.

As Mara calmed down from talking screaming at Randy Orton, she went to the catering hall, only to see that it was empty. Empty as in, the only things there were tables, chairs, food and food trucks. Everyone else was gone.

"You need something?" The tall woman spun around only to see the viper stalking her. She rolled her eyes.

"What are you going to do RKO me now?" She put one hand on her waist and stood her ground. She was not going to let this man intimidate her!

He didn't say anything, he simply slowly walked over to her, his smirk growing bigger and bigger.

Mara put out a warning finger, "You better stay away from me Orton! I'm not playing!"

He said nothing as he stopped just a few inches away from her. She scoffed and rolled her eyes at him. He grabbed her hair, and suddenly, kissed her. She was shocked as he put his free hand on her waist pulling her closer to him. He let her hair go and ran the same hand through it.

Her mind and body weren't agreeing with each other at that moment! She didn't push him off her; instead, she kept her hand where it was, laying gently on his strong chest. She subconsciously gripped onto his shirt and pulled him closer.

"Mara! No! He's an asshole, he's only doing this to make a fool out of you don't do it!"

She pushed him off! "What the hell?"

"You liked it!" He argued with her, and much as he hated to admit it, he liked it too! The feel of her soft full lips connected with his was amazing, the taste of her tongue taking a tour around his mouth was intoxicating. It was simply perfect!

She didn't respond. She just pushed past him and walked to the door. She didn't get far as he grabbed her hand pulled her back into the same position they were in just a minute ago.

She could easily scream at the top of her lungs for someone to help her. This time Randy didn't force himself on her. He just leaned in for another kiss, not surprising to him, she kissed him back. Her kiss was hungry, passionate, delicious!

"You're an Idiot Mara, a complete idiot!"

Coming up for air, Randy broke the kiss. His breaths were heavy, "Should we start over?"

Immediately she nodded her head, "I would like that."

He smirked and held out his hand " Hi… I'm Randy."

She smiled a cute one and shook it "Tamara James, but you can call me Mara." It was only then he remembered what Evan told him a bit earlier. He had to disagree, this girl was no lesbian!

Next Week on RAW

All the WWE superstars and Divas were standing in the ring awaiting the arrival of their boss Mr. McMahon to say whatever he wanted to say. The women's champion Mickie James stood in the ring trying to get the man's attention.

"Sooo… What do you think they're going to tell us?" She had a mischievous smile as she already knew what Mr. McMahon was going to announce. The taller an looked at her with an uninterested expression " I don't know Mickie, I don't even think I care right now."

"Oh… well, Hey you know, a few friends and myself are going out after the show…you wanna come?"

Ughh, why can't she take a hint? " You know what Mickie…"

No chance, that's what chya got.

The music of their boss interrupted the St. Louis native from finishing what he was about to say.

"Aw we're running on precious air time I won't keep this meeting long. Normally I would keep meetings like these privately backstage but this is important and the WWE Universe needs to know as well." He spoke into his microphone smiling at the massive crowd.

"Now… as you all know, Mr. John Laurnitis has been future endeavored, or in simpler terms, he has been fired. He was the interim General Manager for both RAW and SmackDown. And I believe that we have found the right person to take his place. Ladies and gentlemen, superstars and Divas boys and girls, people in the other category, say hello to your General Manager." He waved his hands towards the entrance.

The petite woman walked out with a slight satisfied smirk on her face. She wore a pink and white power suit with black heels, her hair was left down in bunches of honey curls. First day on the job… time to make ratings go sky high!

Randy Orton looked at the figure of the woman It can't be! He averted his eyes to the titantron above him. It is! "Holy Shit!" He said out loud. His outburst made everyone in the ring including both Mr. McMahon and Mara on the ramp.

Ignoring the Viper's outburst, Mara took the microphone away from her new boss. "Hi everyone… My name is Mara James; your new general manager for both RAW and Smack Down."

The current women's champion Mickie James smiled in the ring, trying to get the man's attention. With no success, she spoke up proudly, "That's my cousin."

Randy, and two or three other superstars turned to her with slight shock.

WHAT?

I promise to be respectful to all my employees, fair and honest and the matches will be great! I look forward to working with all of you. She smiled her brightest smile as the camera faded out to commercials.

Could this day get any worse?

Thanks for reading,

-NikaxMara