Thank you for checking out my newest story. Although the main OC, Leyna McDaniels may have the same name as the lead in 'Triple Threat' this is a "What If" story. The Leyna in this story has nothing to do with the Leyna in the other story. Completely different. If that makes sense. I guess you could say this is Leyna from an Alternate Universe, per se. Either way, please enjoy this latest story...and see what happens when business turns into sexual pleasure

It was my first day starting my new job. I was very excited to finally have a serious full time gig. I had been hustling and working lots of menial part time assistant jobs hoping that one would work out for me but nothing ever came of them. Just when I was about to give up, I received a phone call from a position that I had applied for a while ago but had never heard anything from. I quickly called back and said that I was still very interested and the rest is history. I was currently on the highway, listening to some old school Aaliyah and heading to the world headquarters for World Wrestling Entertainment. At first, I was a little hesitant to apply to a wrestling company, I mean, its wrestling…not very serious but the job wasn't as a wrestler, it was to be the head personal assistant to the Executive Vice President of the company. I could handle working for the WWE if I had a nice job like that. I pulled into the large parking lot of the WWE headquarters. The building was huge. I pulled down the visor mirror and made sure that I looked beautiful and professional.

I was okay looking if I said so myself. I always tend to downplay my looks to make sure that my intelligence shined through. I had made sure to dye my hair a more professional color. I was rocking a deep violet hair color that was okay for my last personal assistant job but I knew I had to have a 'big girl' hair color so I went with a dark blue/black color. I had my hair pulled back in a high ponytail. My shiny dark caramel eyes shone through my black frames glasses. I retouched my lipstick and flipped the visor back up. I was ready to go. I stepped out of my Kia and smoothed out my suit jacket and my black skirt. I grabbed my briefcase and made my way to the entrance of the WWE headquarters.

I entered the building and walked up to the receptionist desk. She was on the phone and mouthed to be that she would be with me in a moment. I nodded and looked around. It was a huge ad nice looking building. I wasn't sure what I was expecting to see: sweaty wrestlers being hit with steel chairs? The receptionist hung up the phone and smiled at me. "Welcome to WWE Headquarters. How may I help you?"

"Yes, my name is Leyna McDaniels. I am here to see a Mr. Paul Levesque."

"And the reason?"

"I start as his new personal assistant."

"Oh! Okay! Yes! Mr. Levesque did advise me that his new assistant would be starting today. I apologize. Let me tell him that you are here."

"Thank you."

"Okay, Miss McDaniels. He will see you now, please follow me." The receptionist stood up and we both headed to the elevator. We got in and I watched her press the button to the 15th floor. Once we were there, we walked down a semi-busy hallway. We walked and walked until we reached the last door on the right. The receptionist knocked and said something. "Right in there, he is ready to meet with you."

"Thanks." I walked inside and met with my boss.

"You must me Miss Leyna McDaniels?"

"Yes sir."

"Wonderful. I'm Paul Levesque, Executive Vice President of talent, live events and creative of World Wrestling Entertainment. Please have a seat." I nodded and took a seat in front of his desk. He was pulling something up on his computer and I took the moment to really look at my new boss. He was huge, like in a he worked out a lot way, but it wasn't anything gross like the bodybuilders that took it way too far. If I had to guess a height, I would say at least 6'4". His suit looked very nice on him. I noticed that he wasn't wearing a tie. He had very little hair on his head, but the look suited him well. I cleared my throat and turned away so he didn't notice me staring at him. "Okay, sorry, just wanted to pull your resume up again."

"No problem, sir."

"I must say, Miss McDaniels, this is a very impressive resume. Your GPA in college was superior. And you have worked for a lot of great places. I think you will be a great addition to the company."

"Thank you so much Mr. Levesque."

"So, tell me a little about yourself,"

I was caught off guard, something that I did not like. I didn't think that I would have to answer anything like this. I already had the job, signed the paperwork and everything. "Um, what would you like to know?" I wanted to smack myself or asking him that.

He laughed "Well, considering you are going to be my personal assistant and we will be around each other quite a bit, let's start with the basics and something nice and easy. How old are you?"

I grinned like a goof. Get a grip, Leyna! "Well, that's an easy one. I'm 25 years old, sir."

I noticed that he looked at me and smiled a little more with my response. "Nice. Another simple question. Have you ever followed anything that WWE has done?"

I gulped. I hoped my answer wasn't going to ruin my job. "Well, to be very honest I really haven't. I mean, I know that the company is about but as for details, sadly no."

"Don't worry, Miss McDaniels. Being a wrestling fan wasn't a qualification for the job. As a matter of fact, its better when the assistant isn't familiar with the product. So, consider that bonus points for you."

"Wonderful," I smiled. I took a deep breath and recrossed my legs. "Um, is there anything more that you would like to know about me?"

"Well, I am sure the more we work together I will learn things about you and you will learn things about me. I just want to make sure that you are prepared for what being my assistant entails."

"Of course,"

"Great. We will be traveling quite a bit so one of your main tasks will be to book hotels and rental cars for us. We will be flying in the WWE private jet so you don't have to worry about booking flights."

"I will be riding with you?"

"Of course, Miss McDaniels." Mr. Levesque laughed. "You are used to traveling?"

"Well no. Most of the job that I worked there was no travel involved or if there was, I didn't travel with the client. I had to book my own travel, as well as the clients."

"Hmm, well you don't have to worry about that. You are my personal assistant and you will be with me quite a bit so you will be travelling with me. You will also be in charge of managing my appointments and my schedule, screening phone calls and other typical assistant tasks."

"No problem. I can do all of that with no issues."

"Fantastic. That's what I like to hear." Mr. Levesque paused before he spoke again, "There is something else that you will need to know, I probably should have said something beforehand."

"What is it?"

"My wife and I are separated. We aren't sure if we are going to go through with a divorce. It's really difficult considering this is her family business and I married into it. That's another reason why I needed to hire an assistant, there are times when I just have too much going on that I forget the little things. I hope this added snag doesn't upset you."

"Well I am very sorry to hear about the separation but no, that doesn't affect anything at all."

"Great! I am very glad to hear you say that. The other assistants that I interviewed, as soon as I mentioned that, they backed out. I want you to know that when we are at work, Stephanie and I are 100% professional."

"As it should be."

"Exactly," Mr. Levesque leaned back in his chair "Well, I am pleased to have hired you. We are going to work well together. I would like for you to start tomorrow, if that is okay with you."

"Actually, sir, Mr. Levesque, I am ready to start now."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes of course."

"Eagerness, I like it. Well then, let me show you to your office, it's going to be right next door to mine, down this private hallway." Mr. Levesque got up from his chair and we headed down the private hall which led to my office. It was amazing, huge and bright with a great view of the city. "I hope this will do?"

"Of course!" I gushed and quickly cleared by throat.

"Miss McDaniels, its okay for you to be happy. You don't have to be 100% professional all the time. Its just you and me in here."

"I will keep that in mind."

"Yes, you do that." Mr. Levesque looked me up and down for a moment and nodded. I smiled quickly, hoping that I wasn't blushing. "Well, since you are ready to start working now, go ahead and get comfortable and then log into the systems, the log ins are on the desk, you will just need to make a new password, then go ahead and take a look at my emails and my calendar and go from there."

"Sounds great! I can't wait to get started."

"I will be just down the hall if you need me. There is an intercom, but what's the point when you can just walk on down?"

"Right," I laughed. I walked over to my desk and I could almost swear that Mr. Levesque was watching me walk. I hoped my skirt wasn't too short. I sat down and got started on my work. He smiled and headed back down the hall to his office.

I was busy sending emails and organizing Mr. Levesque's calendar that I was surprised when I heard a knock on my door. "Yes?"

"Hey, Miss McDaniels, it's after 7."

"What?" I looked at the computer clock and shook my head. "Well then,"

"No problem, I noticed that you hadn't taken a lunch break or anything,"

"Yeah, I guess I didn't."

"Well, if you are hungry, I ordered some dinner to the office. I don't really feel like heading home right now. Care to join me?"

"That depends, what did you order?"

"Italian, something simple."

"Works for me. I will be right there."

"Great! I'll wait for you in my office." He smiled at me before heading back to his office. I finished sending the email that I was working on. I hit send and started to log everything off. As I did, I started to wonder something. This was literally my first day on the job and I was already going to have dinner with my boss, in his office? I chuckled to myself. Don't be silly, Leyna. It means nothing. He clearly doesn't want to go home. He's hungry and you didn't take a lunch so he's just offering some food, nothing more, right? I shut the computer down and made my way over to Mr. Levesque's office. On a table that was off to the side, sat two trays of lasagna, a bowl of salad, some breadsticks and a two liter of soda.

"Ah, so you did decide to join me after all,"

"Well of course, Mr. Levesque."

"Hey, new rule, once working time is over, you no longer have to call me Mr. Levesque. You can call me Paul."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, as long as its okay for me to call you Leyna."

"It is," I smiled.

"Alright then, Leyna. I hope you like lasagna."

"I do."

"Perfect, take a seat and let's get eating, I'm starving." I smiled at took a seat across from Paul. "Oh, and don't feel like you need to be dainty and not eat."

I laughed "Noted." I grabbed a fork and knife and dug into the lasagna. I looked up and saw Paul laughing at me. "What? Do I have cheese on my chin?"

"No, not at all. I just like the fact that you are eating in front of me. I figured that you would either not eat or eat the salad."

"Nope, you said eat, so I'm going to eat." I giggled.

"Good, I'm glad." Paul went back to his food. Paul broke the silence after a few moments. "I hope this isn't awkward for you."

"No, why?"

"Well, it's your first day on the job and here you are eating dinner with me."

I paused. This was exactly what I was thinking about before I came into Paul's office. "Well, I must say that it is different than my other first days at work, but I am having a good time."

"I'm very glad to hear that, Leyna. I'm having a great time too." Paul looked into my eyes and smiled. Any other time I would look away but instead I looked into his shiny brown eyes. "So," Paul cleared his throat and broke us out of our staring contest "tell me more about yourself, I know you're 25 but that's about it."

"What else do you want to know?"

"What kind of music do you like?"

"I little bit of everything. I love oldies music. I have lots of Beatles music. I have rock music, and on the way here I was listening to some Aaliyah."

"Nice, all nice choices. How about interests outside of working, anything fun?"

"Well, I know it might not be fun but I love learning about things, I have lots of textbooks in my apartment and I just read them and learn things. Um, aside from being a nerd, I like to write, and to reduce stress, I have this huge adult coloring book and I color."

"There is nothing wrong with reading and educating yourself, Leyna."

"Yeah, that's true. I'm glad that I have my own apartment, if I had a roommate, they would be so upset with me. I have so many textbooks." I laughed.

"Do you live close to this location?"

"Nope, I commute."

"I hope you don't commute too far."

"Eh, not really. I live in Monticello. So I have about an hour and a half drive here."

"Well, that's not good."

"It's not that awful, I just have to control my road rage at times." I laughed.

"Oh yeah, you don't have to tell me about road rage." Paul laughed as he poured himself another glass of soda, he poured me one as well. "So, does your boyfriend mind you commuting so far for work?"

"Boyfriend?" I paused to swallow my drink "I don't have one. Haven't had one in about a year or so."

"Ah, I see. Bad breakup?"

"No, not really. We just weren't compatible. He was younger than me and really wasn't focused. I was moving forward learning and working hard and he was content with a little part time job in the mall and spending his free time playing video games. He was a sweet guy and all but yeah, just not right for me."

"I see," Paul said. "Sounds like you are looking for someone with drive and determination. Someone that works hard."

"Exactly! I mean, I love to have fun, don't get me wrong but you have to work hard in order to have that fun. Guess that comes from someone older. The guys around my age aren't thinking at the same level as I am."

"Well, too bad for them," I looked up at Paul and noticed he had a grin on his face. I returned his grin with a smile. I was blushing, I could feel it. Paul and I finished our dinner and I helped him clean up and get his office back in order. "Well, Leyna, I guess we should call it a night, considering we both have to be here early."

"Yes, of course. Just let me get a few things from my office." Paul nodded and I went back into my office and grabbed my briefcase and my keys. I shut the lights off in my office and went back to Paul's office.

"It's late and kind of dark out there, let me walk you to your car." Paul offered.

"Oh, you don't need to do that. I will be fine."

"I know I don't need to, but I want to and I'm going to. Boss says so." Paul smiled. He really had a great smile, I had to admit it.

"As the boss wishes, so it shall be." I smiled and walked out of Paul's office. I could again feel his eyes on me as I walked down the hall. This time, I did not mind. Paul caught up to me and we walked out together to the parking lot.

"Which is your car?"

"The red Kia over there," I pointed to my car.

"Nice car,"

"Eh, it's okay. I need a new one but I can't afford it." I sighed

"Well, perhaps with this nice job you have, you will be able to."

"Yes, I hope so." I smiled. I unlocked my driver's side door and climbed inside. I started the car and to my embarrassment, Aaliyah came blaring through my speakers. I quickly turned the music down and rolled down my window.

"You weren't kidding about listening to Aaliyah huh?" Paul laughed.

"I'm sorry. I forgot to turn it down."

"No need to apologize. What song were you listening to?"

"'Age Ain't Nothin' but a Number.' It's one of my favorites."

"Is that so?" Paul smiled and nodded his head. "Well Leyna, I enjoyed working with you today and thank you for staying for dinner with me."

"Of course. I enjoyed it. Can't wait to get back to work tomorrow."

"Happy to hear it, I will see you bright and early tomorrow morning, Leyna." Paul started to walk away but turned back around "Have a good night,"

"You too."

"I will try." Paul smiled and gave me a slight wink as he walked over to his car. I turned my music back up and sighed heavily after my first day at work. I had a feeling that this wasn't going to be my usual everyday personal assistant job.