Chapter One

As a part of The Club, it was strange to find myself attracted to a man like Roman Reigns.

Roman was standing in front of Seth Rollins when I was walking by with a stack of papers. Both men had a place in that Raw show and apparently so did Sasha Banks. She was approaching at a hot pace and ran right into my my shoulder. I spun to the right, my papers rain down to the floor and a hand caught my elbow to keep me from falling.

"Get out of my way!" Banks all but growled at me.

"What the hell is your problem?" Seth looked at the female superstar.

"Stupid workers don't know when to keep their space." She looked me over. "Stay out of my way next time, goblin. God, you're ugly."

"Hey!" Seth yelled at her back.

She walked away waving at someone off in the distance. Me, I wasn't shocked at all. My face had been screwed up for some time anyway.

"Are you okay?" Roman asked in his deep voice.

I shivered. "I'm fine, thanks." I turned to face away from him, so he didn't have to stare at me any longer.

I turned to pick up my fallen papers but Roman and Seth were already doing that for me. I bit at the inside of my lip and watched the two of them stand up with papers in hand.

"Anything else you need? Where were you heading anyway?" Seth asked.

"Oh I'm looking for where Vince McMahon is holding court. He requested stuff and I'm just delivering them." I said.

"We'll show you the way, sweetheart." Roman said.

"Delaney, my name is Delaney Monroe."

"Alright, Del, come with us." Seth motioned in the direction that I was heading in the first place.

I knew where the room McMahon was hiding in, but I didn't tell them that. The two of them talked about their places in the show so I figured they have forgotten that I was there with them. Maybe they were going to play a prank and get me in trouble with my supervisor or even Vince McMahon himself.

"Hey, Vince, found your paperwork chick getting berated by Banks." Seth announced as they entered the room.

"Yeah? Do I have to interfere?" The WWE CEO asked as he looked up at me.

I shook my head. "No, sir, I don't want to start any backstage drama. Here are the papers you requested." I handed him the papers. "Would you like another Diet Pepper, sir?" I motioned to the empty bottle.

"No. I'll take a water and a Power Up bar."

"Yes, sir." I nodded.

I turned to leave only to bump into Roman. I felt his hand on my back and he allowed me to walk around him. He smiled at me and I smiled in return before leaving the room.

This was the life of a basic runner in the WWE and I liked it. There was always something that needed to be delivered on time and in an orderly fashion. I didn't usually deal with any of the superstars so interacting with Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins was a little surprising, but only a little because of a group of guys that were like older brothers to me.

"Hey, Laney, how's it going?" Luke Gallows draped an arm around my shoulder as I entered the catering room.

I laughed as I squeezed his hand before pushing it off me. "I'm on the run for The Man." That was McMahon's code name among the workers and between my friends.

Karl Anderson ruffled my hair. "Oh yeah. I saw you with Rollins and Reigns. You talk to them?"

"Yeah but only because a woman ran into me and they were kind enough to help pick up my papers. Now I'm gathering things for The Man."

"We'll let you get it done." Karl winked at me.

I waved and headed over to the tables where they kept protein bars and energy bars for the performers. I grabbed two water bottles and McMahon's Power Up bars.

Just as I turned to leave I didn't get to far before I found Reigns approaching.

"Hi, Delaney." He said as he reached around me to grab a bottle of water.

"Hi. Bye." I walked by him and went back to do my job.

Luckily I didn't run into Sasha Banks, which was the whole reason for me to hug the walls anytime a performer walked by. Until I felt arms around me, not large arms but still really good arms that were attached to an equally good man.

"There's my Lego buddy." Finn Balor said in my ear. "Are you going to SmackDown to see your brother?"

"Yeah." I pulled back and looked up at him. "How's it going, Finn?"

"Good. I saw you drop off Vince's snacks. I'm surprised you're still alive."

I smiled. Pushing my light brown, nearly sunburned yellow hair out of my eyes and looked at him. Finn had been a constant part of my life since my older brother took over the Bullet Club when Finn left NJPW back in 2014. AJ had actually got me this job and our group of friends were the best part of my time on the road.

"Karl saw you talking to Reigns earlier." Finn said.

"The keyword is talk, that's all we did." I crossed my arms.

"I'm looking out for you, Delaney." He frowned. "I'm sorry if I pushed your buttons."

I sighed. "Like you said, you are looking out for me. I appreciate it, Finn, but after what happened I don't want to start anything with another wrestler."

He kissed my forehead. "I trust you, Delly, so I'll let you get back to work." Squeezing my shoulder he walked away.

I went to find my supervisor to see if there was anything else that needed to be done.

As a Runner, or a Production Assistant, I had to do a lot of different things for the company. This included helping out the electrical department when it came to keeping a flow between the production truck and the main stage area. Even as simple as a missing electrical component could cause havoc for everyone. I did found that missing piece of electrical equipment that the electrical department was looking for. I had to bring it down to the stage area and there were some superstars hanging around and talking on stage or around the ring.

"Hi again." Roman said again as I was holding one of the cords for the tech.

"Hi." I replied.

"Are you doing anything tonight after the show?"

"Yeah. I have to get over to SmackDown. I do runner work for them as well." I saw as the tech took the cord from me.

I started to walk away only to have him stop me by grabbing my elbow. Luke was nearby and he stood straighter when he saw Roman touching me. It wasn't just him either, the two other Balor Club members were watching as well. My gaze darted back to Roman.

"Please let go of my arm." I said as I placed my hand over the top of his to get his attention.

"Sorry, it's been a while since I've tried to get a woman's attention." He dropped his hold. "I'm divorced."

"Okay. Sure I guess. But sorry, I have to head out after the show. Now I have to go figure out if there is a complete connection between here and the production truck. Excuse me, Roman."

He didn't follow, which I was grateful for. It meant I didn't have to deal with his strange gray eyes watching me or having The Club check on me.

Here's a funny fact, I was standing in line at the grocery store for ten minutes, bored out of my mind when I started writing this story on my phone. I'm not sure how far it will go but I hope you guys liked this first installment.