She was a woman on a mission, and heaven help the person who decided to fuck with her on this night. No, this night was going to be devoted to strategizing. She was going to find a way to make Hunter beg and plead to have her back by his side. She wanted to see him swallow his pride and admit that she was the best thing in his life and that he needed her. After all, she was Stephanie McMahon and she thrived on power. Her boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend as it now was, had that power, and she wanted it back.

All she needed was a plan. But what?

Looking around the backstage area, she frowned at the sight of the workers scurrying back and forth as they tried making sure the show would run without a hitch. Her mind though was racing, trying to piece together a plan as she methodically drummed her manicured nails on the table she was sitting on. It needed to be good because she would only get one chance to execute and get her point across to Hunter.

Maybe she could seduce him. She could sneak into his hotel room at night and turn him on, and as soon as he was rock hard and aching for her body, she could flip the switch and leave him cold. She laughed wildly at the thought, putting it off as a backup plan in case she couldn't think of something better. She was so busy strategizing that she didn't see the young female stagehand that approached her.

The young girl cleared her throat hesitantly, immediately catching Stephanie's glare.

"What is it?" the youngest McMahon snapped, not knowing who this new girl was and sure as hell not caring.

"You ordered this," the girl said nervously, handing her a tube of hand lotion. Stephanie took it and looked at it for a moment, before looking back up at the girl.

"Are you new?" she asked curiously, and the girl nodded. "What's your name?"

"Diana," the girl answered cautiously.

"Well, Diana, do you know who I am?" she demanded. Diana bit her tongue, now understanding why everyone had been wishing her good luck when she had been in charge of delivering Stephanie's hand lotion.

"Yes… you're Stephanie McMahon."

"Daughter of…?" Stephanie asked, raising her eyebrows as if she was speaking to a child.

"Vince McMahon," Diana answered cautiously.

"Good, you have more than half a brain," Stephanie sneered, before throwing the tube of lotion to the side. "Maybe next time you'll get me the brand I want, if you want to keep your job. Are we clear, Diana?"

"Crystal," she answered, feeling embarrassed.

"Good, now get out of my sight," Stephanie snapped, watching as the girl scurried away. She rolled her eyes, trying to figure out where she had been in her planning. She had been making such nice progress before she was rudely interrupted. Where was she? Ah yes, seducing Hunter and leaving him hanging in the wind. The thought brought a smile to her face.

"Nothing's ever good when you've got that smile on your face," a knowing voice said, and Stephanie looked to her side to see Chris smirking at her. His arms were folded over his chest, and his hair was neatly tied back into a ponytail as he lifted one hand to lower his sunglasses to see her better. "Always means you're about to fuck someone over, doesn't it?"

"You just wish it was you," she said as she rolled her eyes. "And how long have you been standing there? Are you trying to stalk me or something? How many times do I have to tell you that you're not getting me to lay down for you again?"

He snickered as he pushed his sunglasses back up his nose, looking at her in amusement. "My oh my, you sure have a high opinion of yourself, don't you Princess?"

"So I've been told," she said smugly.

"Hate to break it to you, but the world doesn't revolve around you," he said as he looked away from her. She frowned and followed his line of vision before finding that he was looking at Randy Orton as he spoke with Lilian Garcia. She watched them for a second, realizing that Randy was flirting with Lilian. Snorting in disgust, she turned back to look at Chris who had a scowl on his face.

"Jealous of Randy?" she asked snidely, and his eyes immediately came back on her. There was a brief flash of surprise on his face, before his cool demeanor came back.

"I would be, if there was something to be jealous of," he answered smoothly.

"He's good looking."

"Why be good looking when you can be fucking hot," he said with a smirk as Stephanie rolled her eyes.

"He's got game," she said as she raised an eyebrow, challenging him to refute that. He just shrugged, an easy smile spreading to his face.

"But I invented it."

"You're fucking impossible," Stephanie said in disgust as she got off the table. "I've got way more important business to tend to than to listen to you worship yourself all day."

"Like go beg Daddy to give your boyfriend an easy match?" he challenged, and she sucked at her teeth as she turned to look at him.

"You are on a roll today, aren't you? Do you want me that bad, Chris?" she asked, a hint of a smirk on her face.

He shrugged lazily even though he had a wide grin on his face. "For not wanting to fuck around, you sure are bringing it up a lot… is he not getting the job done for you Princess? Do you need some Vitamin C?" he asked, stepping towards her slowly. "Cause I'm right here…"

She pretended to think about it for a moment, rubbing her chin in feigned thought. "Hmm, well, how about while I go be productive, you take care of your man-whore needs and make your hand your best friend?" she said as she gave him a charming smile, before turning and walking away from him. He rolled his eyes, snorting a little as he watched her walk away. Far from undeterred, he was more intrigued than before. He shot Randy and Lilian another look, before smirking and walking away himself.

Stephanie turned around a corner down one of the hallways, trying to get her thoughts back on track. What the hell had she been thinking about before Chris had interrupted her? Ah yes, the plan. She kept getting sidetracked, and it was starting to piss her the hell off. She needed to be prepared to deal with Hunter. What if he just snuck up on her and she was unprepared? Then she'd look like a fool, and Stephanie would rather have jumped off the nearest bridge than subject herself to look like a fool in front of Hunter.

Just then, she groaned at the sight of the man himself looking in her direction. Cursing under her breath, she kept walking as if she didn't see him, even though she could feel him looking at her. Finally, just as she was about to walk past him, he dismissed himself from the workers he was speaking to and stepped over in front of her, blocking her path. She sighed, looking away as he did. This was not good timing, she had wasted time and now she didn't have a plan to deal with him.

"Steph, hey," he said with a cautious smile as she turned her gaze back on him.

"What do you want, Hunter?" she demanded, and now it was his turn to sigh.

"You haven't been returning my calls," he said with a frown, and she just shrugged. "Stephanie, come on. I don't want to do this, can we just forget it and move on?"

"Nope," she said as she folded her arms over in front of her. "Not until you apologize."

"For what? I didn't even say anything," he stated defensively, which was the wrong tone to take with her on this night. Her eyes narrowed angrily as she glared at him.

"Well, you know what?" she started, words tumbling before she could really stop herself. "Maybe I'm already exploring other options, maybe I've already found someone else."

He laughed loudly at that, making her scowl. "Please, Steph, now you're just trying to make me jealous. You don't have anyone, come on, it's only been three days."

"What are you saying?" she asked dangerously, her eyes boring into his. "Oh that's right, you said you're the only one capable of loving me, that's right," she said as she nodded. "You don't think I'm capable of having moved on, well, I happen to have found someone who loves me, Hunter. What do you think about that?"

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah right. Look, can we just put this behind us?"

"No, we cannot just put this behind us, you think I'm unlovable, and you want me to just forget it!" she yelled at him, and he sighed and ran both hands through his hair as he gazed at her in frustration. "And for your information, I have moved on, you're not the only one around here who wants me."

"Oh really?" he challenged. "Then where is Mr. Prince Charming? Oh, that's right, he's not here, because he doesn't exist since you're making this up to make me feel jealous," he stated as he rolled his eyes. Stephanie was momentarily shocked that he really didn't believe her, before wiping the surprise from her face. Of course it was a lie, but she didn't think he'd actually call her bluff. Now it was too late to back down, lest she look like a fool and give him the upper hand in this game of power.

"Fine," she finally said, "I'll prove it to you."

He groaned as he tilted his head back, "Steph, come on…"

But she was already sauntering away from him, inwardly cursing that she had come up with this stupid idea on the fly. Well, it really wasn't a stupid idea to find someone to use for a while to make Hunter burn with jealousy... it was, however, foolish to dive into the plan without someone in mind to play the role of new and loving boyfriend. Now she was forced to think quickly since Hunter had forced her hand prematurely. She mentally started going through a list of the males that worked for the company, wondering who would fit the bill.

Who could she get to play the role? Who was good-looking enough so that she could fake legitimate interest in? Who was interested enough in her to make it work? Who did Hunter hate enough to make him furious to see her with?

Randy Orton perhaps? She rolled her eyes at the thought. Hunter knew that she hated dating younger people than her, and so he would see through her charade easily.

Suddenly, a smile came to her face as she thought of the perfect candidate.


"It's not you, Torrie, it's me…"

"How can you say that?" Torrie demanded in disbelief as he shrugged.

"It's true, I need space to breathe, I'm really sorry," Chris said regretfully. "I think we're moving too fast, you know?"

"You weren't complaining when I stayed the night with you," she said in a low voice, and again, he just shrugged.

"We got carried away," he lied, inwardly knowing he was pleased he had scored the blonde. "I'm a sensitive guy, Torrie, I can't just get attached to anyone so quickly, please try to understand," he said sympathetically, and she frowned, feeling herself melt under his gaze.

"Alright… we'll take a break," she said with a hint of a smile. He grinned and brushed her hair back, tucking it behind her ear before letting his fingers trail slowly down the side of her face, making her shudder.

"Thanks Tore, I'll make it up to you in due time," he said with a wink before turning and walking away. He couldn't help but smirk, impressed with himself that he had gotten out of that. He knew he wasn't going to "make it up" to her anytime soon, unless he was that desperate to get laid. Even he had his standards though. Snickering to himself, he headed back to his locker room, where he knew someone was already waiting for him…

Moments later, Stephanie found herself somewhere she didn't think she'd ever go to voluntarily. She braced herself to deal with this man's ego, hoping that her plan worked. She didn't know how she hadn't thought of him first, seeing as how he was perhaps the perfect candidate for her plan. Hunter hated him perhaps more than anyone, and it would drive him up the wall to see her hanging off of his arm. That thought made her smile as she pushed open the door to Chris's locker room.

That smile was quickly replaced by a look of disgust at the sight of a girl sitting in his locker room. And not just any girl. She raised an eyebrow at the sight of one particular ring announcer that had been in Chris's sights earlier.

"Lilian?" she asked dumbly, as Lilian stood up, her face turning bright red with embarrassment.

"Stephanie, I was just waiting to give Chris a message…"

"Yeah, I'm sure you were going to give him a lot of things," Stephanie responded snidely. "Would you do me the pleasure of getting the hell out of here and doing your job, before I find a reason to make you get the hell out permanently?"

Lilian didn't have to be told twice, and Stephanie watched as she walked past her and out of the locker room. Shaking her head in amusement, she suddenly became aware that there was a shower running. Rolling her eyes, she figured she'd have a seat and wait for him to be done so they could have a chat…

It turned out she didn't have to wait long. Not even two minutes after she sat down, the water stopped running. Several moments later, Chris opened the door and stepped out, clad only in a towel that was wrapped loosely around his waist. He saw her sitting there, and did a double-take, before giving her a wide smile.

"Hey, don't tell me you ran Lilian out of here," he said with a chuckle. She rolled her eyes.

"You can do better."

"Ah, Princess, I was just trying to show her a good time… now, to what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked, noting how her eyes were roaming over his body. His smile grew as he saw her so blatantly checking him out, and he let her have her eye candy for few seconds. "You like what you see?" he asked huskily, his hand going to his towel. "You're practically ripping this towel off my body with your eyes… are you in that much need of Vitamin C?" Stephanie blinked and snapped out of it, standing and giving him a cool look.

"Maybe I am," she said coyly as she took a step towards him, and now it was his turn to be shocked.

"Oh really?" he asked, watching her approach him.

"Really," she said seductively as she stood in front of him, her eyes giving him the once-over. Oh yes, she could get used to him. He looked at her with intrigue as she ran a hand through his damp hair. "You're right, you are fucking hot Chris…"

He snickered as he reached up and grabbed her hand, before pulling her roughly against him. Her breath caught in her throat at the sensation of his bare wet skin against her, and she watched as he leaned in towards her lips. She fought the smirk off her face, telling herself that this was going to be too easy as she waited for his kiss. However, he stopped millimeters away from her lips, a knowing smirk on his own face as he studied her expecting face.

"What are you up to?" he whispered, amusement in his voice.

"Nothing, I just realized you were right…" she said as she sought out his lips. He didn't resist, granting her access to his mouth as she expertly slipped in her tongue while cupping his face in her hands. He moaned at the sensation, loving how she knew exactly what she was doing. He let it go for a while, before reluctantly pulling away from her and looking at her with intrigue as they tried catching their breaths.

"You're up to something," he said knowingly, and she rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"I am not," she stated, and he shook his head.

"Weren't you the one who told me to make my hand my best friend?" he asked, a smirk creeping on his face. "You're up to something… you're not the kind to change your mind so fast."

"You say that like you know me."

"Maybe I do," he replied, looking her right in the eye. "Maybe I could see a mile away that you came in here wanting to use me for something… you say you've heard about me, well, I've heard about you as well."

"Oh really?" she asked in intrigue, and he nodded innocently.

"Really, so tell me, why are you really here?" he asked, and she looked at him for a moment. He had already mentioned the prospect that she would be using him, and he hadn't kicked her out of his locker room. She was momentarily impressed, before pondering whether or not to tell him the truth. She took at his arrogant and triumphant expression, and figured if anyone could handle the truth, it was him.

"I need someone to help me make Hunter jealous," she stated bluntly, watching him carefully for his reaction. He simply raised an eyebrow in amusement.

"You two have a fight?" he asked curiously.

"I want him to appreciate me for a change," she said bitterly as she remembered her ex-boyfriend. "I want to see him beg to have me back…"

Chris was taken aback by her boldness. She had impressed him with it a week prior when they had slept together with her practically challenging him into it, and then a few days before when she had practically molested him right in the middle of the hallway. Now here she was, in his locker room after having insulted him earlier, trying to recruit him to be a part of some plan. She was readily admitting it, and he had to hand it to her, she was a bold woman.

He happened to find that incredibly hot…

"So you want me to help you do this," he said as he put it all together. She nodded, reaching up to his hair again as he snickered. "Well Princess, as much as I appreciate the thought, I'm not usually the kind who lets some girl use him."

"Oh, that's right, it's usually the other way around right?" she asked snidely, and he chuckled.

"I didn't say I wasn't up to it, Stephanie" he said with a smile. She blinked back in surprise, before smiling herself.

"Good, I knew you'd see things my way," she said coyly, before turning to walk out of the room. "How about you get dressed and then come by my office, and we'll talk?" she said, not looking back at him. He immediately came up behind her, not about to let her leave so fast.

"Do I unnerve you, Stephanie McMahon?" he whispered from behind her as she felt him wrap an arm around her waist from behind. Her heart skipped a beat at the contact, before she regained control and turned to look at him and his maddening smirk.

"Never," she said defiantly.

"Then let's talk here," he suggested. "Unless, my state of undress is getting to you…" he suggested, amused as she pulled out of his hold and turned to look at him. She snorted and folded her arms over in front of her, looking at him with disinterest.

"Fine, let's talk here."

"You really want to do this?" he asked curiously.

"Yes," she immediately answered. "I want to show him that you don't fuck around with Stephanie McMahon, and I want him to beg to have me back. I want him to appreciate me again, Chris, and so if we pretend like we have something, he'll see how much he wants me back and he'll be wrapped around this little finger," she said innocently as she raised her pinky finger for him to see.

"So I really have to pretend to be into you, huh?" he asked, intrigued by this idea.

"Oh yeah," she said with an evil looking smirk. "You have to treat me like you love me."

He sucked at his teeth, before licking his lips as he took a step towards her. "You know, Steph, this idea is brilliant and all, but I fail to see how I'm going to benefit from it. After all, if you thought you were just going to come in here and have me fall for you like you do everyone else, you were mistaken. And if you thought by telling me your agenda, I'm still going to follow you blindly into it, then you're even more sorely mistaken. You're not going to use me like you use all these other jackasses, Stephanie," he whispered, standing close to her again as she looked at him intently. "I want something in return."

"Like what?" she asked, and he just smirked. "Oh, how stupid of me," she said sarcastically. "You want sex, don't you?"

He snickered. "My my, so eager to get yourself some Vitamin C… if you insist though, I'll oblige…"

She licked her lips as she looked him over, not entirely turned off by the idea. He was hot, so it wasn't like she had to imagine someone else's face when she looked at him. And not only was he hot, but he was good at what he did, and so she wasn't put off by the idea of having him at her whim and call to satisfy her needs while she made Hunter squirm in jealousy.

"Alright," she responded with a shrug, making him blink in surprise.

"Really?" he asked, looking at her critically. "That's it?"

"No, there is one condition… if you want this body of mine, then you'll get it, under one condition."

"What is it?" he asked, not knowing what to expect as she reached up to him, letting her thumb run gently over his top lip.

"If we do this, then you are not to see any other girls, except me," she whispered, and he pulled back from her hand as if it suddenly burned him.

"I don't do commitment," he stated, leaving no room for argument. "So if that's your condition, fuck it, I'm out."

"I don't give a shit about commitment, I just don't want to catch some disease you'll pick up from one of your whores. I'm just looking out for me, like I always do," she said with a smirk.

"It sounds like a commitment to me," he mumbled as he scowled, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'm not doing it."

Stephanie rolled her eyes as she walked around him slowly, now standing behind him. She put both of her hands on his shoulders, before slowly trailing her hands down over the muscles of his back. She loved how he was warm all over, again telling herself that she could get used to this arrangement.

"I'll make it worth your time," she said in a low tone, and he looked at her over his shoulder.

"Oh really?"

"You doubt me?"

"Perhaps," he lied smoothly, not wanting to admit that he had been wanting to get her into his bed ever since the previous week. He still didn't know what made her different, and he wanted to find out. It was enough to make him be loyal to her for as long as it took, just to find out. "How long would this arrangement last?"

"As long as it takes to break Hunter down," she said with a mischievous look in her eye as she walked around to face him again, one hand still on his shoulder. She brought her hand up to the side of his face as she leaned in again. "So are you in, or do I have to find someone better?"

Tired of her teasing, he leaned in and caught her lips in his, fully exploring her mouth this time as he took control of the kiss. She sighed against his lips, loving the way he kissed and once again reminded of how good he really was. She loved the feel of his hands snaking around her, pulling her closer against him. Finally, he pulled back a little, noting how she looked almost dazed by his kiss. He nodded slowly.

"Alright, I'm in," he told her, surprising her.

"Really?" she asked as she caught her breath, and he nodded as he smiled.

"You got yourself a deal, Princess."