Chapter 21

"Are you serious?"

Keyla nodded, chomping on a celery stick and stared back at Paige, still not knowing what she was going to do about the promotion. "I'm so confused. I mean, I know this is a dream for everyone who is in NXT, but…I love it here. I love the people I work with, you and Alexa are two of the most open-minded genuine women I've ever met. Even with our age difference." She was in her late 20's while Paige and Alexa were just starting their lives out.

"So tell Hunter you'd rather stay here." Paige concluded in her thick English accent, a born and bred English woman. "I am sure they can find a replacement elsewhere. Is there a specific reason you don't want to go to the main roster besides missing little ol' me?"

Chuckling, Keyla rolled her eyes and leaned back in the plastic chair, swirling a carrot around in her ranch dipping sauce. "Not as much as you think." She retorted with a devilish smirk and laughed at Paige's offended expression. "I'm kidding!"

"Uh huh, sure you are. Bitch." Paige stuck her tongue out at Keyla and fired a piece of broccoli at the woman, shaking her head.

"Yeah, but I'm your bitch."

"Oh baby, don't tease me with a good time now!"

"Hey, I already told you to buy the whip and you haven't yet." Keyla shot back, popping the carrot in her mouth and grinned, enjoying the play banter she always had with Paige. "Seriously though, what would you do?"

Paige raised a thick black brow, wondering if Keyla suddenly forgot her ultimate goal in life was to make it to the main roster and be the Diva's champion. "I'd be on the first plane out of here if the WWE called me up. And don't think for a second Alexa wouldn't either. Or Baron or Sami or anyone down here."

Paige and Alexa didn't know about her past with Jon – Dean Ambrose – and Keyla was careful not to bring it up. The less they knew about her past, the better off their friendship would be. Keyla didn't want people thinking she'd gotten the job with WWE because of Jon. She wanted them to be 100% confident in her abilities and apparently they were or else she wouldn't be offered the main roster position on their camera crew. The only people who knew about her relationship and past with Jon was Sami, Drake and unfortunately, Baron Corbin.

"Shit, I gotta run and go over my match with Sasha. We'll talk later?" Paige stood from the table, squeezing Keyla's shoulder and headed out of catering to go track down her opponent for the show that night.

Not having an appetite, Keyla decided to fold in eating and tossed her food away, too much on her brain to worry about sustenance. What if she turned down the job offer? Would she be fired and replaced by Marianne anyway? That was a possibility Keyla hadn't considered until now and the thought of being fired didn't set well with her. WWE could do whatever they wanted, but at least they were offering her a different position before simply jumping to the fired option. Shaking her head, Keyla rounded the corner and headed toward gorilla position when she was suddenly yanked roughly into a dark dressing room. Her back collided with the door and Keyla's scream of surprise was swallowed by a mouth slamming down on hers. The kiss was familiar, but Keyla was still unsure and petrified, using every ounce of strength in her small body to break the kiss, breathing heavily. Her hands had the front of a t-shirt fisted tightly and Keyla tried adjusting her eyes to the darkness to see who had attacked her, but couldn't make out anything.

"Take your panties off."

That husky low baritone calmed Keyla down immediately because she knew who had dragged her in here from the hallway. "W-What are you doing, Baron?" She demanded breathlessly, feeling his big body pressing her harder into the door and his strong hands gripping her hips.

Either she missed his command completely or she was defying him, Baron thought, his mouth sealing to the side of her neck. "Take. Your. Panties. Off." Or he would rip them from her body, already considering that option. "Now."

Wide eyed, Keyla swallowed hard and knew she didn't have much time before the show started. Baron wasn't on tonight, which is why he was risking turning his thigh muscles to putty. All Keyla had to do was squat and move around the ring with a camera on her shoulder. The sexual workout would only help her and Keyla wouldn't have to do pre-show stretches with the rest of the camera crew. Still, she didn't want to lead him on again like she had last time and tried pulling away, whimpering when Baron lifted her to wrap her legs around his waist forcefully.

"T-This won't…change anything…" She managed to say while Baron continued devouring her neck with his tongue and lips.

"I know." Baron growled, setting Keyla down on her feet and whipped her around to face the door, planting both of her hands against it. This wasn't the first time they had sex in the university, all those times flowing through Baron's mind while he pressed his hardened erection against her pant covered backside. "I'm doing this to show you what you're gonna miss by pushing me away, sweetheart. Now keep those hands where I can see them or you'll be punished."

Keyla let out another whimper and could only imagine what the Lone Wolf had in store for her, already feeling her pussy quivering with anticipation. "W-What about my panties?" She questioned, glad she'd decided to put her hair up for the show because it completely exposed her neck and stayed out of Baron's way.

"I'll take care of them. You stand there like a good girl and think about what I'm gonna do to you – what I'm gonna make you feel." Baron grunted in her ear before squatting and squeezed her backside with his hands, finally going in for the kill by unsnapping her pants pushing them down her soft legs. "Mmm I can smell you already…"

This wasn't fair to him and Keyla was tired of withholding the truth from people, waiting until he stood back up with his hand pressed against the crotch of her panties. "W-Wait…" Her mouth was completely dry from all the heavy breathing and moaning he forced from her body as Keyla wrapped her hand around his wrist, stopping him from continuing. "I have to tell you something…"

"Whatever it is can wait until after I fuck you." Baron bunched the panties in his fist, ready to rip them from her body and growled when the pressure increased around his wrist, making him release the cotton material. "What is it, Keyla?"

Turning around to press her back against the door, Keyla flipped the light on to look up into his smoldering blackened eyes and felt her heart flip in her chest. "I-I might be moved to the main roster…" He deserved to know before they went any further.

If anything, that news fueled Baron's fire more and made him determined to have at least one more round with Keyla. If she was really leaving and going to the main roster, Baron knew it'd be a while before he saw her again. He also knew who else was on the main roster and immediately pushed his jealousy to the side, wanting to focus solely on giving Keyla multiple orgasms to remember him by. Lifting her once again, Baron waited until her legs wrapped around his waist before sliding past her slick hot folds, both of them groaning at the tight friction.

"I guess we shouldn't waste any more time talking then." Baron growled in her ear and captured her mouth in another searing kiss, no other words spoken between the two lovers.

Fighting for her relationship and future with Danny was Lennox's only option. She was tired of hiding out at Sami and Gina's, wanting to make things right between her and Danny. Maybe she could convince him to seek the help he needed and they could get back on the right path. Lennox managed to get a part time job at the bar, so she had just enough money to buy Danny a Christmas present. He was usually easy to buy for and Christmas was surprisingly one of Lennox's favorite time of the year. What better way to celebrate than making amends with the love of her life? Lennox redid the streaks in her hair, choosing red and green since those were the colors of Christmas. After wrapping Danny's present in shiny green paper with a black bow on top, Lennox headed out to her vehicle to drive to the place she once called home.

She could only hope he liked what she picked out for him.

Since Sami and Gina only lived a couple blocks away from Danny, it didn't take her long to arrive. She pulled into the driveway, cutting the lights because it was somewhat late and there was a chance he was sleeping. Then again, Danny was a night owl and was more than likely playing video games or at the gym working out. If he wasn't here, she would simply let herself in, still having her house key, and surprise him by crawling into bed completely naked with the present. The thought made her smile as Lennox cut the ignition and stepped out of the vehicle with present in hand. Her outfit consisted of a black leather skirt, black fishnet stockings and a black and red corset top that pushed her breasts up nicely. Her makeup was smoked out violet eyes and black lipstick painted her lips, a black choker around her neck. Two inch knee high boots that zipped up the sides were her footwear choice. It was all covered by a thick long leather trench coat, not wanting Danny to see what she had to offer him until they were inside the house and out of the cold.

Instead of knocking, Lennox decided to use her house key and opened the door quietly, the living room pitch black. He must've been in bed already. Lennox set the gift down on the coffee table, making her way around it silently and headed down the hallway, stopping in the middle when she heard noises coming from the bedroom. At first, she thought it was a program Danny was watching, but then…moaning ensued. Groaning followed. The sound of the bed squeaking made Lennox's heart lurch painfully in her chest. Surely he was watching porn and getting off on it, right? That had to be the case. With each step she took toward the bedroom door, the fear of what could be happening consumed her. And yet, she was still moving towards the inevitable and didn't stop even when she arrived outside of the door or pushed it open. Sure enough, the noises weren't from a porn Danny was watching or had fallen asleep too. Right before her eyes, Lennox saw a platinum blonde bimbo with her bra halfway off being pounded relentlessly by the man she had given everything up in her life to save.

This was how he repaid her, by screwing anything that moved on two legs.

Her watery violet eyes moved from the oblivious people screwing in the same bed she once shared with Danny to the nightstand full of white substance. Cocaine. Even after his life had been threatened, Danny was still abusing drugs and it was at that moment Lennox finally realized everything Keyla said was the truth. He would never change. He didn't care about her and he was a piece of dog shit. Lennox deserved better than to pine over a man who clearly didn't want anything to do with her and just used her up until there was nothing left to give. Blinking, huge tears slid down Lennox's face and her sniffles broke Danny away from the sexual encounter he currently had with a whore he found on the street outside of the gym earlier on that day.

"Lennox?!" Danny gaped, not believing his girlfriend stood in the doorway of their bedroom and immediately pulled away from the whore, stumbling a little. He was still messed up from the last dose of coke he snorted up his nose. "W-What are you doing here, baby?"

Shaking her head, Lennox had nothing to say to him and knew it was officially over between them. She needed a sign and received it by catching Danny in the act cheating on her. He must've been doing it all along or maybe this night was a onetime deal. She highly doubted it though. Storming down the hallway, Lennox could feel Danny hot on her heels and felt his hand wrap around her upper arm, unable to stop her free hand from swinging back to connect with the side of his face. The smack reverberated around the living room and Danny stumbled back, releasing her arm instantly.

"Don't fucking touch me!" Lennox hissed vehemently, once again trying to make a breakaway to the front door and cried out when Danny's hand suddenly buried in her hair, whipping her around to face him. "Let go of me, you prick!"

Laughing, pure venom burned in Danny's eyes and, before he could stop himself, he backhanded Lennox as hard as he could across the face. He watched her sprawl on the floor, hitting her side on the edge of the coffee table and laughed harder. The sound was purely maniacal and evil, sending chills of terror down Lennox's spine while she held the side of her bruising swelling face.

"Don't piss me off, baby, or I'll hurt you like I did back in November outside of your precious parlor." Danny warned, watching her scramble away from him and chuckled, bending down to grab her ankles. "Now that you're here, it's time we get a few things straight…"

If Lennox didn't find a way out of this house, she wouldn't be leaving alive. So she did the first thing that came to mind as soon as Danny reached for her and swiped his legs from beneath him, watching his body crash to the floor. His head bounced off the coffee table with a sickening thud and the whore witnessed the exchange, shrieking out in fright. Lennox knew this was her only chance to escape and shakily rose to her feet, clutching the trench coat around her body tightly and hightailed it toward the front door. Not before picking up the present she bought the cheating son of a bitch and hurled it against the wall, the contents inside smashing to pieces. The whore was smart and followed Keyla out the door, running down the sidewalk while Lennox hopped in her car, speeding away down the road far away from Danny Havoc. She didn't stop until she was in the safety of her bedroom at Sami and Gina's, burying her face in the pillow crying herself into a restless sleep.