Chapter One

Life was like a prison sentence for Mia, her innocence lost to her step brother at fourteen and her teenage hopes for the future were destroyed. Her father, who started guzzling his whiskey with his breakfast, was no help to her when he discovered the events. He forced her to be true to Dolph, blaming her for the entire affair.

Only interested in himself, Dolph, in her opinion, was not capable of love. She had hoped he would lose his desire for her and leave her in peace, but that never happened. Eventually, she was forced to leave school to tend to his and her father's every command.

Twenty years old. She celebrated her birthday alone, staring out of the window of a hotel room at another city she would never explore. Dolph's dream had been realized and he began his career with his favorite wrestling company in a few hours.

He dragged her with him and her father tagged along as well. Of course the old man followed the smell of money no matter where it took him. Whatever it took to fund his alcoholism. This greed is what convinced him to have her declared mentally hindered and he drew a check on her every month from the government and made sure that she would never be able to escape the hell he and Dolph kept her in.

She sighed, straightened the oversized frock of a dress she wore and headed to the kitchenette to prepare that mornings meal. Everything had to be made from scratch and she was not allowed the modern convenience of prepackaged foods. Dolph followed a strict diet while her father insisted on all the fatty foods that she hoped one day would clog his arteries. But even that would not free her because ownership of her would be passed on to Dolph.

She wished she had the nerve to speak up, to talk to someone and tell them the truth. She wanted to scream out that she was capable of making decisions about her own life and that she was smart, but fear kept her from uttering a word in defense of their accusations.

She was doomed to be a maid to them for the rest of her days and she had accepted it. What else could she do? They owned her and legally had the paperwork to prove it.

Dolph's first match and she sat alone in a green room, watching while he fulfilled his dream. If only the people who would soon dream and fantasize about him knew what he was really like.

Randy exited the arena and walked towards his locker room. Another day, the same routine, everything looked exactly the same since his divorce. The weeks work was over and most of the guys would be heading home to see their families, but he hadn't bothered to find a place to call his permanent home. The road was his home. He had tried his best to balance both his worlds and when that wasn't enough he brought his wife, Jacky with him. That proved to be his biggest mistake because she was still not happy and found more excitement with John. It made sense since he was the face of the show and Jacky was drawn to money and fame.

Mostly Randy found himself lonely, but he had been lonely before the divorce as well. He didn't have many friends. He found most of them too full of themselves and he just wished they would be more laid back. He didn't buy into the celebrity status as they did. He was still a normal guy.

He entered the green room. He had one more appearance on that nights show and he decided to eat and relax on the couch until it was almost time for the main event that he would interrupt.

A young woman sat on the couch alone in the room. She looked up as he passed and he thought her eyes lingered and for some reason he felt a little embarrassed. He was still in his ring gear and felt completely naked in her presence.

"Hi." He said with a smile, but her eyes instantly dropped and she tightly held her hands together on her lap.

He fixed himself a thick sandwich using the meats and cheeses on the tray, lifting his eyes to gaze at the girl while he did. She was dressed in the most ridiculous dress he had ever seen. I t was purple and far too large for her. It was long and he was sure she tripped over it when she walked. Her hair was brushed neatly, but it was plain, unstyled and hung in her face more as her head dropped more and he wondered if she was trying to hide herself from him.

He made another sandwich and placed it on a separate plate.

"You know, I've been told I make the best sandwiches around." He tried to hand the plate to the woman. She looked up appearing almost shocked by his generosity. He smiled, she wore no make-up. It was odd, but he didn't think she needed it anyway.

"Mia." A tall, overweight man appeared in the door and she jumped. "Let's go." The man spoke with no sweetness, commanding her almost. She hurried out the door and Randy was left staring eye and eye with the man for a moment before he entered the room and offered him a hand.

"Roger and I know who you are. I'm a big fan."

"Thanks." Randy took his hand. "That was your daughter? Think I scared her." He tried to laugh but the man made no reference to the woman and moved on with his conversation. "I'm Dolph's step father."

"Oh, you mean the new guy. Oh, ya. I haven't met him yet but I hear good things."

"He's going places." The man said proudly.

"Well it kind of comes with the job." He tried to joke but Roger didn't seem to be the joking type. "You know all the traveling… So, you travel with Dolph?"

"Yes." The man smelled of whiskey and chewing tobacco. His thick red beard looked rough and his straggly hair hung out of his baseball cap. His skin was blotchy and Randy was sure his health was not the best. "See you around."

Randy did not know what to think about the new trio, but everyone in the business was crazy in some way or another.

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