Operation: Heartbreak
AU Dean Ambrose is one of the head assassins for The McMahon Corporation but he is also the lead suspect in the hit and run murder of Renee Young's fiance. Renee is hired to do three things, prove his guilt, marry him, and break his heart.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters used in this story. They are they property of themselves and WWE
Renee looked at the picture of her and her fiance Tom Phillips. They were so happy in the picture and now she was all alone. It was then when she turned to look at the picture of Dean Ambrose on her coffee table. He was the man who took him away from her and because of that he was going to pay. He had to pay. She slowly made her way to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee. Today was the day she was going to meet him. The biggest challenge of the day is going to be not killing him. She took a sip of her coffee before going to the bar and grabbing her phone.
One New Voicemail
Renee clicked on it.
"Hey Renee it's me. I just wanted to wish you good luck on the mission. Be careful this guy is a killer. Call me later, okay?"
Renee rolled her eyes and put down the phone. She was over people worrying about her. All she wanted was to be able to show people she could take care of herself. Doing the mission was going to do that. Without much more thought she grabbed her phone and stuck it in her purse before heading out the door.
Dean took a sip of his beer. It was never too early to have a drink and as it so happened it was never too late to have a drink. It was very important to hydrate after all. He was on leave from his job. Mainly due to the whole Tom Phillips scandal but he didn't care. He had enough money to live off of. Even if he was at the bar during the day and in some chick's hotel room at night.
"This isn't exactly keeping yourself out of sight."
Dean turned to see the waitress at the bar. Of course it was her current cover job. Her name was Eva and she was good at what she did. She was good at killing. Stripping. Not leaving fingerprints. Showing skin. The most important was probably that she was easy. Very easy. "Hard to do when you're not out of mind."
Eva laughed. "My shift is over in ten minutes. Wait for me?"
"Not unless you hurry." He felt himself smirk as he smacked her on the ass while she walked away. It seemed like he was going to have a busy morning.
"This seat taken?" Renee asked almost mimicking Eva's voice as she pointed to the seat across from Dean. It took all she had not to jump on him and kill him. He deserved it.
"It is now." Dean 's smirk grew as he looked at the woman in front of him. She was gorgeous and she was going to be his next lay.
Renee sat down across from him deliberately looking like the seductress she was becoming for him. "I'm Renee."
"Dean."
A smirk came to her lips. It was time for her to get the upper hand even if he didn't know it. "How about a drink Dean?"
"Anything you want." Dean drunk the rest of his beer. "And order two."
Renee looked over at the bar and smiled when she saw Eva staring them down. "Excuse me I'd like a vodka martini." Renee looked back a Dean. "With a twist."
"Make it two." Dean stated not taking his eyes off of Renee. He had never heard the words with a twist sound sexier.
"Coming right up."
Dean didn't care about Eva's obvious anger. All he cared about at the moment was getting Renee in bed. "Are you from Vegas?"
"I could be." Renee knew she couldn't tell him enough information so he could google her. The last thing she needed was for her plan to be exposed. Especially since her wedding day was going to come very shortly. "Are you?"
"Cincinnati."
Renee was about to say something more when the drinks arrived. Thankfully it was a different waitress bringing them the drinks or else she would question the drinks. She suddenly had an idea come across her mind. "I live in New York."
"Then what brings you to Vegas?"
"I had some time off and I won a contest."
"Fun."
"Extremely."
"Well how long can I expect your company?"
"My flight is next Friday."
"Then prepare for the best time you've ever had."
"I count on it." Renee took a sip of her drink. He obviously didn't know her idea of fun was going to be making sure he paid for Tom's murder. Which meant she could act like a slut and be the girl of his dreams. Before she turned him over to the cops.
After a few drinks Renee knew she had to quit. If she didn't she could get careless. And if she got careless. She could get killed. She stood up. Sure she was a bit tipsy but since her hotel wasn't too far she'd be able to make it. "I'll call you."
Dean laughed. "You don't have my number."
"Give it to me."
"Where's your phone?"
Renee reached into her purse. She felt around for it before remembering she had left it in her hotel. "My hotel room."
"Let's go."
Renee silently cursed herself as she grabbed Dean's hand. It had sounded like an invitation the way she had said it. Now she had to pay for it. It wasn't a long walk to the hotel. They got there. They went to her room and before he could do anything she grabbed her phone. "Here."
Dean put his number in it before setting it down. "It's been fun."
It was her moment to sink or swim. She could either kiss him or she could kick him out. She could do both. Maybe it was the martini but she wanted to do both. Without much more thought she kissed him. She wasn't thinking and it took her a moment to realize that she was actually enjoying it. He pushed her on the bed quickly taking off her dress. She moaned as he began kissing her body. But then she closed her eyes. She saw him killing Tom. She pushed him off of her. "I think that's a good enough good night."
"It could be better." Dean told her as he hungrily eyed her body. He had thought it had been going well.
"If I give you this now then what are we going to do later."
"More of this." Dean circled Renee. "I know what you're thinking."
"Enlighten me."
"You're thinking I won't call you back."
"Maybe."
"Don't worry about that Renee. I may not be many things but I am a man of my word. Right now I give you my word that I will call you tomorrow."
"I'm just supposed to believe you?"
"If I don't then you can use my tab at the bar." Dean got back on the bed and kissed Renee.
She knew she should have stopped him. She knew that Tom wouldn't approve. But Tom was dead and she was going to whatever it took to get him justice.
A/N My first attempt at a multi-chapter story. So tell me your thoughts and tell me rather or not I should continue.
