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Alyssa

Wow he is such an asshole. I just want to rip his face off. Damn why did it have to be him? Why did Vince have to pair me with him, out of all the other wrestlers here? Goodness Orton? Really, him? I had to be chosen right? To Orton I am probably just a piece of meat. I am Alyssa Anderson, I am a personal assistant. Scratch that, I am Randy Orton's Personal Assistant. Can my day get any worse?

3rd Person POV

Alyssa had been walking down the halls when she stumbled upon something soft but hard.

"Oh, I am sorry I wasn't watching where I was going." Alyssa apologized while picking up her fallen belongings. When she looked up she was staring into his icy blue eyes.

"No problem. You look kind of familiar, do I know you? Wait, wait you're the new PA right?" Randy pondered, "Who is your client?"

"Actually Mr. Orton, you are my client. Hello I am Alyssa Anderson and I am your PA."

"Well, small world." Randy stated with his eyes trailing up her body. Sure she was a good looking woman; she had a medium brown hair color and the most beautiful grey eyes ever. She was by no means out of shape.

"Yes well, Mr. Orton, I was just coming to find you so I could go over your schedule for the week. So shall we get started?" Alyssa said her temper brewing more and more by the minute.

"Yea sure but just so you know my name is Randy. Mr. Orton makes it seem like I'm 40 instead of 26."

"Mr. Orton, on Monday you will be gaining the World Title, on Tuesday, you will have a photo shoot on account of your win, on Wednesday you will have an autograph signing, on Thursday and Friday you will have off, and on Saturday you will be flying out to San Francisco and Sunday you will have off to do whatever you want." Alyssa said blatantly ignoring Randy.

"Okay um, so do you want to come out with us tonight a whole bunch of us are going down to the new club by the pier? We are inviting everyone from the roster to create havoc." Randy smirked.

"As fun as that sounds, I would not like to potentially get myself fired my first week on the job." Now Alyssa was very much angry with Randy's continual antics.

"Wow wow, now if you're with us you'll have nothing to worry about." The smirk visual on his face. That smirk made Alyssa's skin crawl.

"Look, Mr. Orton, our relationship will be a very platonic one. In words for you to understand, I will not sleep with you, I will not go out with you, and I will in no way hang out with you and our fellow co workers. Have I made myself clear?"

"Yes Ms. Anderson crystal." What have I gotten myself into with her? How the hell am I going to keep my cool?

"Good to know we are on the same page Mr. Orton." Alyssa retorted with a smirk before walking away.

The day at the arena was spent easily. Now both of the RAW workers were making their way to the elevator. Being Randy's PA made her HAVE to get adjoining suites; it also meant they needed to ride to and from the shows and events together. Truth be-told Randy wanted to get to know Alyssa better, but all she did was push him away. So here they were walking through the lobby on the way to get to the elevator so they could sleep. Randy decided they would wait until they were in Vermont to wreck havoc on poor innocent clubs. They had just gotten into the elevator, they were the only ones in the elevator, and it began to shake. While it shook Alyssa screamed, suddenly it stopped and the lights went out, and the whole place seemed to be getting smaller.

"R-Randy I-I can't b-breath." Alyssa shook trying to calm her breathing. Randy knew this was his way to prove himself to her.

"Hey, come here," he started as he pulled her into his embrace to try and comfort her, "Look it's going to be okay, alright?"

"Y-Yes." She stuttered.

"Okay come on Lyssa, it's going to be alright I'm right here okay? I'm right here I'm not going anywhere. I promise." He said as he stared into her eyes.

"Thank you." She yawned now she knew that she could trust him. But the problem was, could he trust her?

A/N: if you are reading my other story I am sorry for the wait but this idea came to me so I am running with it. Tell me if I should keep or trash it.