Chapter 11
Jon couldn't have been happier since he'd gotten Serice moved into his condo 4 months ago. He'd given Ganesa his credit card and had her take Serice out clothes shopping. Ganesa gave her free reign on anything and everything. Jon told Serice whatever she wanted, she could have since the credit card had a zero limit on it. Jon wasn't worried about it. He didn't care if she bought millions of dollars' worth of stuff as long as she was happy. That was the most important thing to him. Jon sat on the weight bench doing his reps, trying to keep up with Colby and Joe, who seemed to be challenging each other with the box jumping. It looked like Joe was winning easily and Jon chuckled. His comrades did get quite competitive when it came to the gym.
"Jesus Christ you two, stop before you hurt yourselves." Jon scolded, amusement shining in his blue eyes.
Both Colby and Joe shot him glares before going back to the box jumping.
Danielle Moinet –She was WWE Diva Summer Rae and the current valet of Curtis Hussey, who wrestled under the name Fandango- looked across the gym and watched as Joe Anoa'i got all sweaty with his little stable mates of the Shield. She remembered the few flings they had back in FCW/NXT, but these days he wasted his time on the PR bitch Ganesa Cooper. What the hell was so special about her? Danielle didn't understand it at all. Big deal, she had fiery red hair and sultry green eyes. The rest of her was mediocre at best. Her brown eyes devoured Joe whole, watching him and Colby cut their competition short when Jon growled at them. She smirked and walked over to them, taking a chance running her index finger across Joe's sweat covered bare chest. Locking eyes with him, Danielle popped the digit in her mouth to taste his saltiness and purred.
"Looking good, Joe." Winking, Danielle walked away out of the gym and decided one way or another, she would have Joe Anoa'i in her bed again.
Joe slowly lifted a brow and watched Danielle walk out of the workout room, shaking his head with a snort. Yes, they had a few romps back in NXT/FCW, but she was nothing compared to his fiery redhead. As his cousin Jonny would say: why would he go after chicken when he had filet mignon? Smirking, Joe looked back at Colby and Jon, waving off their questioning looks.
"What? You want me to chase her down and break her finger? Because I will if you don't get those stupid looks off your faces right now."
If Ganesa found out about this, she would kick the living hell out of him, so Joe would have to come clean to her. It wasn't anything bad – at least not in his mind. Danielle had merely made a pass at him and…Joe paled, scrubbing a hand down his face and looked directly at Colby.
"Tell me what the fuck to do. Do I tell Ganesa or do I leave her in the dark about Danielle?"
If he told her what Danielle did, then he would have to get into his past with Danielle in general and Joe had a feeling that'd be haphazard to their relationship. These past 4 months had been amazing with Ganesa and Joe had considered proposing marriage to her. He wanted her for the rest of his life. His parents were crazy about her and he had to bring her to visit them at least once a week along with Serice, who his mother was absolutely enthralled with. But now Danielle had suddenly started showing interest again and Joe didn't know how to handle it without breaking the little scrawny bitch in half to prove to Ganesa he loved her and nobody else.
"Bro, everyone has a past. You just happen to have one with that blonde slut. You already know about me and Ganesa. I'm sure she hasn't told you everything about us, but the fact is you know about us. Don't keep shit from her. The first time you break her trust, you'll lose it forever. I know better than anyone, not that I blame her." Colby shook his head, sighing heavily. "If you like her as much as I think you do, just tell her. I know you're the one who broke shit off with Danielle 6 months before WWE called us up. Just give it to her straight, and soon before she catches Danielle flirting with you again. Ganesa Cooper is one girl you NEVER want to cross."
"Colby's right, man, just tell her everything." Jon agreed, nodding in agreement. "She can't be mad at you for having a past, but she will if she finds out about it and sees Danielle fucking with you." He really had to take his own advice and tell Serice how he felt about her. Jon couldn't help she was on his mind 24/7. "You two get your shit together. I'm going outside to have a smoke before we have to get ready for Raw." Waving at them, Jon headed outside of the arena and lit up a cigarette, squatting down leaning against the building, closing his eyes.
Serice walked out a few minutes later and spotted Jon leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette. "You started without me."
After having her clothes shipped to Tampa from Suzanne, -that's literally all Serice had from the apartment in Cincinnati was a small box of clothes- Jon had sent Ganesa to take her shopping, wanting her to have a wardrobe of new clothes and a few new toys. She was completely against it, trying to stop him from giving Ganesa his credit card, but Jon was far more stubborn than Serice gave him credit for. Ganesa basically forced her to pick out new clothes and then picked out some books and movies for her since she refused to do any of it, per Jon's request. Her laptop had crashed, so naturally Jon had bought her a top of the line Alienware with all the bells and whistles for Christmas. Serice had never cried so hard in her life and couldn't thank him enough, both of them spending the holidays in Pensacola with Joe's family once again.
They welcomed Serice with open arms once again and were glad she'd decided to stick around, especially Patricia. When Patricia found out that Serice had never learned how to cook, she immediately started lessons in the kitchen and made Joe promise to bring her at least once a month for cooking lessons. Serice told her it wasn't necessary, but Patricia was insistent on it. After the holidays ended, Serice finally got the courage up to go to Stephanie McMahon-Levesque's office and inquired about the job offer she'd given her about a month prior. Stephanie was all smiles and sat Serice down, asking her what she wanted to do and what were her life goals. Honestly, Serice had always wanted to be a writer, so Stephanie gave her a job as an editor of their adult and kid WWE magazines. She would write articles and edit them before they were published, so she could also keep traveling with Jon. Stephanie could tell they were extremely close and Serice didn't want to leave his side, so she did what she could to make sure they could travel together as much as possible. However, Serice had her own office, which was on the other side of the arenas from the Superstars so she could focus on her work and Jon could focus on his.
When Serice saw the dollar amount she'd be making, she nearly had a heart attack in Stephanie's office, which in turn made the McMahon-Levesque princess laugh. She'd never in her life seen that much money and now she was about to make it monthly! She walked back to the Shield locker room in a daze after signing the contract and burst in tears against Jon as soon as he asked her what happened. It took Serice a while to tell him about her new job within the company and Jon was ecstatic, spinning her around in circles in front of the Shield family. Joe, Ganesa, Colby and Celeste. Serice started the following Monday night and it'd been 2 months since she started her job, absolutely loving everything about it. Kids would write into the WWE headquarters and it was Serice's job to pick out which messages got published into the Kid magazine. Eventually she would move up the ranks to the adult WWE magazine, but honestly Serice loved working on the Kid's one. She felt like she was in her element and everything her life was slowly falling into place. All except one thing and that was her rapidly developing feelings for Jon. They were getting stronger, especially since they had shared a bed for the past 4 months. Jon refused to let Serice sleep alone and wanted her in his arms every night, but they hadn't exactly established what they were. There was no sex, no fooling around, just kisses on the cheek and head along with snuggling.
Serice wore a pair of suede tan pants with a long sleeved black and tan top, not bothering to wear her gloves anymore unless she had a short sleeved top on. Her hair was pulled up on top of her head in a neat bun, thanks to Ganesa and her makeup was thin black eyeliner, natural eye shadow and peach gloss, foundation to hide any blemishes. No matter how hard she tried focusing, all Serice could think was what the hell was she going to do about Jon?
She smiled when his head snapped up to look at her and walked over, brushing some of his curly hair away from his forehead. Serice felt like a whole different person, especially in the presence of this man that had been the reason for her entire life changing. She owed Jon everything and didn't know where to start in paying him back. Jon stood up and grabbed Serice's hand, their fingers lacing together like always. They ended up hopping on one of the equipment trunks, which had become their spot and Serice lit up a smoke, leaning her head against his muscular arm. This was something they grew accustomed to doing for the past 4 months, sharing a cigarette together before going inside the arena and before the major show started.
"So what's on your mind, Good? You're tenser than usual."
"Sorry, didn't mean to start without you." Jon smiled apologetically, not releasing her hand for a second. "Tonight officially starts the road to WrestleMania. We've got 4 weeks to get everything worked out with the other 3 guys we'll be wrestling. I'm nervous about it. It's our first one." He kissed the top of her head, taking another deep drag and decided to change the subject. "How's the job going? Are you finding your way around the arenas okay? No one is messing with you, are they?"
Jon was always concerned with how Serice was treated and made sure she had zero problems. The arenas were huge if one didn't know where they were going. Serice chuckled at his distress, scooting closer to reach a hand up to massage the back of his neck, trying to get Jon to calm down a little the best she could.
"You shouldn't be nervous. I mean I know it's WrestleMania and all, but you're the best. You're the man." Taking a deep drag of her cigarette, Serice didn't stop stroking his neck and blew the smoke away from him, not wanting it to go directly in his face. "And my job is just fine. The arenas aren't that hard to navigate and I wish you would stop worrying about me so much. I know you won't, but I also don't want you becoming too distracted to where you end up hurt working out or in the ring. And nobody is messing with me, I already said you'll be the first to know if I'm messed with. By the way, we need to discuss our living arrangement and you need to tell me how much I owe you for the first and second month. And don't try to change the subject either, Good, or I'll just guess how much and leave the money in your bag or something."
"I don't care about rent. I'm not worried about it. You pay whatever you think is fair. I have an accountant who makes sure all of my bills are paid each month."
Plus whatever she gave him was going to be transferred back to her bank account without her knowledge. She couldn't catch on for at least a couple of months and Jon was hoping by then he could tell her how he really felt. He was hoping he could do it before WrestleMania, but wasn't sure. Jon was actually hoping after the first of the year and that didn't happen. What the hell was wrong with him? Jonathan Good was NOT a coward! Apparently he was because he wouldn't tell the beautiful woman living in his condo that he wanted her, every piece of her.
"Come on, we should get going to meet everyone in catering." He flicked his butt across the parking lot.
"Why do you have to be such a pain in the ass? Seriously, I told you I want to make my own way and how am I supposed to do that if you refuse to let me?" Serice grumbled in frustration, taking her last drag and flicked her cigarette across the parking lot just like Jon, shaking her head while blowing smoke out.
She watched as Jon hopped off the trunk and lifted her by her hips, lowering her to her feet in front of him. The conversation would have to be put on hold, but Serice would bring it up later, refusing to let it go. Feeling Jon grab her hand, Serice let him guide her back into the arena as their fingers laced together, her head resting against his arm. They made small talk about dinner on their way to catering, Serice laughing when Jon reminded her of how they used to be addicted to cereal when they were kids. As soon as Serice looked up while they walked into catering, she suddenly halted and felt the color drain out of her face, her breathing becoming erratic. Jon looked down at her in concern and Serice immediately broke away from him, plastering on a tense smile.
"I-I just remembered, I have a deadline I have to get done with the magazine. I-I'll meet you all in the parking lot tonight after the show."
She quickly kissed Jon's cheek and took off down the hallway, covering her mouth with her hand. Had Serice really seen who she thought in catering? What the hell was HE doing here?! Jon's eyes followed Serice's scurrying backside down the hallway and frowned, wondering what that was about. He looked in catering, not seeing anyone out of the ordinary and scrubbed a hand down his face. Tonight, Jon would get to the bottom of it, but for now he had to eat something and decided he'd bring Serice something.
"Where the hell is Joe and Ganesa?" Jon asked once he found Colby and Celeste sitting across catering at a table in the corner and watched his friend shrug. "Have either of you seen anyone harassing Serice? She just looked as though she'd seen a ghost and hauled ass back to her office."
"No." Colby shook his head. "I think Joe is telling Ganesa about the Danielle issue from earlier."
Cold calculating blue eyes had caught the sight of Jonathan Good walking into catering with…her. He wondered what happened to his favorite little whore, licking his lips at the memory of being with her. Pounding her little virgin pussy into oblivion. Her mother had promised him the time of his life that night, thinking it would be the mother who gave it to him. Imagine his surprise when her virgin daughter showed up at his doorstep, looking scared to death. He was Serice's first client, the one who took her innocence and then beat the hell out of her because he didn't appreciate being sent a virgin. He wanted a whore who knew what the fuck she was doing and how to suck his cock. All he had done was fuck Serice, so her mother's punishment was his beating to her daughter. When he went back to see her a little over a month later, Serice was nowhere to be found and he'd beaten the hell out of her mother, but the whore wouldn't talk. He wanted Serice again…and he would have her because he always got what he wanted. Standing, he left the cafeteria and knew Jonathan Good was completely oblivious to his history with Serice, deciding not to track her down. He would let her sweat it out for now and bide his time, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.
