Britton Sloan smiled as she walked around Las Vegas. She had grew up in Dallas, Texas and was raised by her grandmother when her parents were killed. Her grandmother had died the year before. She had saved up for the year for the vacation to Las Vegas. She had never been and it was amazing to her. She loved the view from her hotel room of the bright lights. It had been the perfect vacation so far.
Paul Heyman watched the young blond from across the street with his associates, Brock Lesner and Antonio Cesaro. He had noticed her first when she checked into the hotel he owned. She was the perfect person for their organization.
"Alright. She's alone in Vegas. All you guys have to do to take her."
"What about family?" Cesaro asked.
"I did my research when she checked in. She has no family. Her parents were killed and her grandmother died last year. That's why she's perfect.." Heyman replied.
"Alright." Brock replied. "Where do you want us to grab her?"
"Her hotel suite and keep her there for now." They nodded and continued to follow her while Paul headed back to the hotel.
Britt headed back to the hotel after a day of shopping. She had a dinner reservation at one of the nicest restaurants in Las Vegas. She smiled as she got out of the elevator and headed toward her room. She never noticed the two men nearby.
Brock nodded to Cesaro as they walked closer to her. She put the key in the door and felt someone grabbed her from behind and push her into the hotel room. She was stunned and turned to see two big guys standing there. She had no idea what they wanted or what they might do to her.
"What…what do you want?" She asked softly. "I don't have a lot of money."
"It's not your money we want." Cesaro said to her. "It's you."
She looked at him. "I don't understand. Why would you want me?"
"You will find out in time." Brock smirked as someone knocked on the door. He walked over and let Paul in.
"Well, I see our guest is here." He smiled. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Paul Heyman. I own this hotel. And these are two of my associates, Brock Lesner and Antonio Cesaro. I'm sure you're wondering why we would tell you our names. Don't worry, we aren't going to hurt you." He replied. "I have a proposition for you."
"What do you mean?" She asked softly.
"Well, I would like you to come to work for me." He said to her. "I know you have no family alive. You're from Dallas. You graduated from the local community college. You recently got a job with a company there. I want to offer you not a similar position but a position that will certainly accentuate your assets."
She looked at him wondering what he meant. "I see you're confused. Don't worry, it will all make sense. Now we aren't going to stay here much longer. I have a house outside the city that I will take you too and explain the job." He stood up. "Boys, pack her things." He turned to her as the guys started packing. "My car is waiting at the back of the hotel and we will all leave together."
He motioned for Cesaro to carry the suitcase while Brock stood with him and Britt. He opened the door and they all headed out. They took her down the back way where no one would see her.
Once they were in the car, they headed to Paul's house outside the city. Britt wondered what exactly he wanted from her. She didn't really understand. She had no idea her world was about to change.
Dean Ambrose sighed as he sat on the plane with his boss, Jerry Lawler. He looked around the plane at the other men who were apart of Jerry's crew. Seth Rollins, Jimmy and Jey Uso and John Cena. They were all on their way to Las Vegas for the annual meeting of Jerry's associates. He sighed again as he looked out the window. He missed his friend Roman, who left the organization when he got married.
"Alright, here is what is going on when we land." Jerry said to them. "We will check into the hotel and then we have to be at the fight by eight." He looked at John. "You are our best chance this year. So, you better be ready."
"I am sir." John replied. Everyone in the organization knew about the underground fights that were held. Each month, a fight was held. Every organization entered a fighter into it. The winner of the final fight got the purse which usually contained over five hundred thousand dollars and a night with a girl from Paul Heyman's organization.
Roman used to be Jerry's top fighter and winner before he was given permission to leave the organization and get married after his last fight. This year, it was Cena's turn.
Paul Heyman looked around the caged ring. He and Vince McMahon co-held the event. This year they would have four fighters who will fight until two are left for the final. "It's shaping up to be a big event." Vince said to Heyman.
"Indeed it is." Paul replied. "Brock is ready to take any challenger. Is your fighter ready?"
"Dave is more than ready."
"Then we will see who the others have brought and may the best guy win."
"Oh I'm sure Dave will." Vince smiled and walked away. He had two prized fighters in his organization. Both very talented but Dave was the best hope for a win this year.
Paul headed upstairs to one of his executive suites in the hotel. That was where Britt was staying until the fight. Then she would accompany him to the fight where the fighters would see what they were fighting for. He walked in the suite and saw that she was sitting by the window looking out. She had been with him for two years now.
"The lights don't change really." He said as he walked over to her.
"I know. I just like to watch them." She said before turning to face him. "That's what I like about the city."
"I know." He said to her. After taking her to the house, it wasn't long before she was under his control. He had come to think of her as a daughter over the last two years but it didn't change that she was his employee. "So, everything is on for the fight tonight."
"Great." She replied.
"Make sure you look amazing. We want these guys to have a good reason to win."
"Of course." She replied. "I have an appointment in the salon for hair and makeup as always."
"That's good. I'll have Ryback escort you."
"I don't really need someone to accompany me. I've gone by myself before."
"I know but with everyone in town for the fight. I feel better if he escorts you. He will be instructed to stay back and not crowd you."
She sighed. "Alright."
"Great. Then he will be waiting for when you are ready." He said standing up. "I have some final preparations to make. So, I will be here to escort you to the fight about seven thirty."
"Okay." She said as he walked out. She sighed and headed over to make sure her dress was perfect. She had to look amazing tonight. She heard a knock on the door and knew it was Ryback. She walked over and grabbed her purse and opened the door. "I'm ready to go."
"Great." He said. "I don't want to stay longer than I have too."
"Right." She said as she closed the door and they headed out. She hated when they were Vegas and she had to have an escort. But Paul was always worried someone else would take her away if she wasn't watched. She stepped into the elevator with Ryback behind her and headed downstairs. In just a few hours, she would be someone's prize.
