Confessions of The Legend Killers Lady

**Number 1**

Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with the WWE. Everything belongs to Vince McMahon. But if I owned Randy Orton, well I'd be one happy girl.

A/N: I decided to write this one first because I received several PM's. People are closet Randy fans I think lol. Don't forget to review!

Confession 1: It Was Lust At First Sight

I was 19 when I first met him. I was 19 when we spent our first night together. And I was 19 when I fell in love with him. I hadn't expected it to become an on going thing, I was content with just one night. But I didn't complain when that one night turned into 5 years. 5 of the greatest years of my life. But all good things must come to an end, and this should have ended before it even started.

September 21st 2003, Hershey Pennsylvania

From the moment he stepped into the club my eyes were on him as were most of the other women but they didn't stand a chance. As soon as I saw him I knew he was coming home with me and no one was going to stop me. At that thought I surveyed the club looking for my dad who owned the joint, well he might be able to stop me as I wasn't quiet old enough to be there. But I couldn't see him so I figured he was in the back at the V.I.P lounge.

It seemed so surreal that he was actually here in my city, in my club. I had watched him two hours ago beat Shawn Micheals at Unforgiven in a Legend vs. Legend Killer match and from that moment on, I was a Randy Orton fan for life.

He was with 3 other WWE superstars but I only cared about him. I watched as several women approached the table, throwing themselves at him and the other guys; Triple H, Dave Batista, and Ric Flair. I smirked and turned around to the bartender, Barney, who was watching me curiously.

"You're scheming ain't ya?" he asked throwing the dish towel he used to dry out glasses over his shoulder and leaning against the counter.

"Whatever gave you that idea?" I feigned innocence.

"Cuz you're eyes got that mischevious glint in 'em" he replied.

I smiled, "I want to order a round of shots to that table over there" I indicated Randy's table where more women and some guys had gathered around, basking in their presence.

Barney looked like he was about to say no but I glared at him and he began to fill a tray of shot glasses as I waved Becks, one of the waitresses over. "Take those over there. Tell them they're from me" I told her as Barney finished filling them and she picked up the tray. She looked hesitant and I gave her the same look I gave Barney. I was the boss' daughter, they had to do what I said especially because my old man wasn't around at the moment and I could get away with it.

"You're gonna get us fired kid" Barney said as I watched her walk toward them.

"Not if I don't say anything" I turned and winked at him before turning back around to watch my handy work.

They looked up as Becks approached, exchanged a few words and then accepted the shots. And just as I hoped Randy turned around and looked at me. I winked at him as he picked up a glass and nodded at me and then I turned around and waited for him to come over, because I knew he would.

Sure enough three minutes later he stepped up beside me and he was more gorgeous up close in person. "Thanks for the shots" he smiled.

"You're very welcome" I winked.

"I'm Randy Orton" he said holding his hand out toward me.

I slipped mine into his. "I'm Ria Ross". He then brought my hand up toward his lips and brushed them against the back of my knuckles causing a shiver to course through my body.

"That's a beautiful name for a beautiful woman" he grinned, still holding my hand.

"You're quiet the charmer Mr. Orton, and wrestler" I replied as he leaned in closer.

"So you know who I am"

"Oh yes" I smiled.

This was going to be easy.

"So are you a fan?" he asked.

I nodded, "Could I have your autograph?"

He leaned in even closer, his blue eyes locking with my brown ones. "You can have whatever you like"

I licked my lips, "Anything?"

His eyes brightened and he squeezed my hand tighter. "Anything" he whispered into my ear causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand up.

At that moment I saw my dad coming down the stairs from the top level of the club and I pulled away from Randy quickly. If my dad caught me I'd be screwed and I could miss this opportunity with Randy. "Let's get out of here" I told him trying to seem coy and collected as my dad disappeared into the sea of people on the dance floor.

Randy grinned, "Sounds good".

I jumped off the stool and turned to Barney, "I wasn't here" I told him.

"I never saw you" Barney said looking down as I tugged Randy behind the bar toward the doors that led to the kitchen.

"You're allowed back here?" Randy asked as the two chefs, Dale and Klint ignored me when we burst into the kitchen.

"Hell yeah. This is going to be mine one day" I grinned as we headed toward the doors that led to the back alley.

Once outside I turned toward Randy who was looking down at me and grinning. "What was that about?"

I returned his grin. "I'm not suppose to be here"

He raised a brow, his grin still in place. "Oh so you're a bad girl?"

"Maybe I am. Don't you like bad girls Mr. Orton?"

"Call me Randy. And I love bad girls" his voice became husky and he got close about to kiss me. But I pressed my finger against his lips stopping him, "Not here" I told him.

"Then where?" he asked as I pulled my finger away.

"My place" I told him feeling the heat in my body start to rise. "We have a few hours"

"Let's get going" he told me as we headed to the parking lot. He led me to a black Mercedes Benz, "Get in" he said.

-

As soon as I got out of the car Randy swooped down on me. He gathered me in his muscular arms and pressed his lips against mine in a passionate, lustful kiss that I returned just as eagerly. We stumbled up the stairs to the front door still making out but I had to turn to unlock the door. I fumbled with the keys as Randy bit, sucked and kissed my neck causing my knees to buckle. I finally got the key in and twisted it, I almost kicked the door open as soon as it unlocked. As soon as we were inside Randy picked me up and brought his lips against mine again.

"Upstairs, last door on your right" I mumbled against his lips as I began unbuttoning his shirt.

Before I knew it we were on my bed in a heated, fiery, passionate kind of dance. Lips, tongues and limbs locked as we both fought for control over the situation. It seemed we were both control freaks which made it all that much hotter as we fought for that power. I had finally undid all the buttons on his top and he ripped it off as I ran my hands over his abs and across his chest. He had an amazing body, I knew I was going to enjoy this.

He spoke only once we were both rid of clothing. "Are you ready?" he whispered in a deep, husky voice that made me shiver in anticipation.

I could only nod and brush my lips against his neck. "Let's go"

-

I sighed as Randy collasped beside me. My head was spinning and my heart felt it was going to burst out of my chest. Randy wrapped his arm around me and pulled me against him. I snuggled into his body and traced his abs with my finger. "You're wife is lucky" I told him. I figured he had to have one already.

"I don't have a wife" he said twirling a strand of my hair around his finger.

"Finacee?"

He shook his head.

"Girlfriend?"

He paused for a second but then nodded, he was looking at me now trying to gauge my reaction.

"Girlfriend" I confirmed continuing to run my fingers up his abs. "What's her name?"

"Samantha"

"Lucky girl. How long have you been with her?"

"Only a few weeks" he replied.

"Damn. I'm a few weeks too late" I smiled looking up at him.

He grinned and brushed his lips against my forehead. "You're pretty cool"

"You're pretty cool too. And amazing might I add" I winked.

He smiled but then got serious. "So I should have asked you this sooner. But how old are you?"

I rolled on top of him, and grinned down at him trying to make him squirm for a moment. "19. So you have nothing to worry about" I kissed him on the forehead before climbing off of him and out of the bed. "My dad's going to be home soon so you should get going"

"Trying to kick me out?" he grinned as he watched me pull on my clothes.

"Yeah unfortunately. But if I had it my way I'd keep you in my bed forever"

He too got out of bed and began to dress as I watched him. He was truly a god or a legend, which ever one he would prefer.

As soon as he was dressed he pulled me into his arms. "I wish this didn't have to end" I mumbled. I had become so comfortable around him in those two hours we spent together. There was this connection between us, I just wondered if he felt it as strongly as I did.

"Who says it has too?" he asked.

I gripped his shirt and looked up into his face. "Are you serious?"

He pulled out his phone and handed it to me. "Give me your number and it won't be the last time you hear from me"

I took it and put in my cell number thinking this was too good to be true. But I wasn't going to get my hopes up until he actually called me.

I slipped it into his pocket and looked back up into his handsome face. "You should get going now"

He nodded before kissing me again and then taking my hand as we headed downstairs. Once at the door he turned back to me. "You'll hear from me real soon. I promise" he said.

I merely nodded and stepped away from him. "Will see if you're one to keep your promises Randy"

"You'll see" and then he stepped out into the night.

I closed the door behind him then hurried to the big bay window in the living room and watched him disappear down the street.

It was lust at first sight, at least I thought it was until it turned out it was something much more powerful.

And it turned out that Randy was a man of his word.

One down four to go.

I tried to make it steamy but I didn't want it to be too mature.

In order for this to continue and for the other's to be written I would like to know what you all thought.

Thank ya kindly!

-Sheba16