**This will be my last update to this story until after the Christmas holiday, unfortunately. Have a lot to do the next two days and a lot of families to visit. So I wanted to wish all my readers a Merry Christmas and I hope you all have a blessed holiday with your loved ones! Thank you!**
Chapter 25
While Stephanie was giddy over the fact Kinsley and Jon were together, Seth was secretly irate. He couldn't get the image of Jon and Kinsley together outside of the arena making out; the way Jon's hands caressed her and Kinsley moaning in acceptance. It made him sick to his stomach. Seth hadn't meant to watch as long as he did, but it reminded him of someone driving past a bad car accident and no matter how much he wanted pull his gaze away from the scene, he couldn't. What did Jonathan Good have that he didn't? He had brains, wrestling ability, looks...and a temper that more than likely scared her away. Seth had to make it right, but how? Jon had his clutches into her and it would be hard to pull her away from the Lunatic Fringe.
The opportunity came at the following Monday night Raw, the 1st of December, in Tulsa, Oklahoma at the BOK Center. Kinsley had on a red long sleeved dress that went to her knees with a hoop neckline, the back having a keyhole design resting between her shoulder blades. She looked edible, in Seth's eyes, and he refused to waste an opportunity to get her alone to talk privately. The last thing he wanted was Jon around, planning on forcing Kinsley into submission if necessary. Screwing Stephanie was a treat, but Seth could only imagine how Kinsley was in the bedroom and craved to find out. Stephanie would have to deal with him screwing both her and Kinsley; Seth wasn't a one woman man and never would be.
Stepping out of the stall after emptying her full bladder, Kinsley washed her hands and had her head down, so she didn't see someone standing directly behind her. That was until black leather gloved hands captured her wrists, holding her firmly against the sink and Kinsley's eyes snapped up to look in the mirror. Seth Rollins' reflection stared back at her, a grim expression on his face. Corning her in the women's bathroom, really? Kinsley didn't move an inch, looking resigned and never took her eyes away from Seth in the reflection. She hated the feeling of his wet chest pressed against the back of her dress and hoped she wouldn't have to change before the Superstars taping.
"What do you want, Rollins?" Kinsley asked when he didn't speak and several moments of silence slipped by, her hands gripping the sink tightly.
"Loaded question." He grunted, refusing to have this discussion staring at her reflection and instead whipped the dark brown haired beauty around to fully face him. Seth made the mistake of releasing her wrists. "You."
Of course he did, Kinsley thought, fighting the urge to roll her eyes in response and folded her arms in front of her chest to try putting some kind of distance between them. "Besides that." She knew there was a specific reason he waited until she was completely alone before cornering her. "Out with it, what do you want?"
Seth didn't appreciate her cool demeanor towards him and reached up, sliding a gloved finger down her cheek. "I wanna know what the fuck you think you're doing in this company? First you go out on a date with me and now you're with Ambrose. Explain to me how that happened because I'm confused and a little put out, if I'm being honest."
"Well after your outburst at the restaurant, I decided I didn't want to devote my valuable time to trash like you and found better company." Kinsley could see his dark pupils growing stormy and dangerous, not fazing her. Seth had no idea who he was dealing with. "So if that's all you need, I have to get ready for work unless some people in this company…"
The second she tried stepping past him, Seth shoved her back against the sink harshly and once again boxed her in against it, seething with rage by now. "You little bitch, who the fuck do you think you're talking to? Do you have any fucking idea who I am?" He demanded, wrapping his hand around her upper arm and squeezed, trying to intimidate her with his strength.
Kinsley had enough of the bullying, violet eyes narrowing and used her own strength to shove him away from her. She was a lot stronger than people realized and for good reason. "I'm only going to tell you this once, so pay attention, Rollins and open your ears. If you value your status and career in this company and you don't want that head knocked off your smug shoulders, I HIGHLY suggest you leave me alone. Don't want Paul knowing about your dick invading his space, would you?"
That stopped Seth in his tracks, blood running cold at Kinsley's words. "W-What are you talking about?" He stammered, trying to keep the intimidation and failed miserably, chocolate eyes widening. "H-How-?!"
"How I know you're fucking one of the bosses is no concern or business of yours. Just know that I do and I have eyes in this place you couldn't possibly imagine or fathom. So, if you want that affair to remain quiet and between us, leave now and find someone else to stalk." She smiled sweetly, though it didn't reach Kinsley's vindictive eyes full of malicious intentions if Seth didn't follow orders. "Go on, be a good boy and go make your Mommy happy."
Seth felt like vomiting, his stomach twisting violently and couldn't believe the newest acquisition in the company knew about his secret affair with Stephanie McMahon-Levesque! What the hell was going on? Who exactly was Kinsley Moore? He couldn't come up with one comeback or fight this woman, instead escaping with what little balls he had left to go warn Stephanie what he just found out. Stephanie had to make this right; Paul could not find out about them or everything would be ruined! His wrestling career would go up in smoke and all of his hard work, ass kissing and literal fucking would be for nothing.
Waiting a few minutes and rewashing her hands, Kinsley finally made her way out of the bathroom with a smile on her face, heading to the hair and makeup station to get dolled up for Superstars.
Maura paced back and forth in the bathroom, holding the empty pregnancy test box in her hand while waiting for the results. She bought 5 of them since she was a week late on her period, hoping she wasn't impregnated by Joe already. Granted, she'd taken a few morning after pills since they began 'trying', doing what she could to postpone the inevitable. He was relentless though and it made Maura wonder why Joe wanted to have a baby with her so badly. Was it because of his huge family or was there a deeper reasoning? Didn't he enjoy their alone time together? Maybe he felt like something was missing out of the marriage.
Whatever the reason, Maura did not want to get pregnant in case this arrangement didn't work out. She had to think of the future and there was a possibility Kinsley knew her dark secret. Kinsley had treated her normally during the Thanksgiving holiday and Maura tried her best to befriend the woman, but the trust between them was gone. She wanted to talk to Kinsley about it, to try to clear the air between them and become friends since she was dating Joe's best friend. Naturally, they would be friends too, right? It wouldn't happen until Kinsley came clean with the reasoning behind her threat or warning, whatever it was the night of her sabotaged date with Seth Rollins. Maybe Maura was reading too much into it, but deep in the pit of her stomach the worry remained.
Joe was concerned with her lack of sleeping, which is why he instructed her to stay at the hotel and ordered a spa day to hopefully relax her. He knew he couldn't get his wife pregnant with all the stress she felt lately and lack of sleep. Maura wasn't stupid; she knew what he was doing and hated it because it was a sweet gesture she wished she could enjoy. The more relaxed her body was, the easier it would be for conception. Swallowing hard, Maura looked at the watch on her wrist and realized it was time to check the 5 pregnancy tests, hoping and praying her menstrual cycle was just being stubborn this month. Lifting the first stick, Maura read the instructions on the box and dropped it when she saw the negative sign, wanting to cry in relief.
The other 4 pregnancy tests revealed the same outcome – negative. She wasn't pregnant. She wasn't carrying Joe's baby inside of her…yet. It would only be a matter of time though until it happened. Then again, maybe fate was on her side and Maura couldn't get pregnant. As horrible as that was to wish for, Maura craved it so she didn't have to deal with 9 months of craziness and the change in her body all to push out a 10 pound Samoan spawn out of her. Joe didn't understand what pregnancy meant or how much it destroyed a woman's body. Needing to get rid of the evidence of the negative tests, Maura shoved them in a plastic airtight Ziploc bag and shoved them in her purse, burning the boxes they came in with a lighter in the sink.
After cleaning up the mess, Maura headed out of the hotel for her spa day Joe set up for her, breathing a sigh of relief her life hadn't changed today. She was now looking forward to an evening full of pampering, massages, relaxation and tranquility while Joe was hard at work at the arena. Even though he was ready to get back in the ring, the officials were making him do a couple dark matches to make sure he had zero rust. Arriving at the spa place, Maura removed her clothes and wrapped a towel around her body before beginning the treatment, closing her eyes to let all of her worries drain away.
At least temporarily.
The harsh slap echoed throughout the office and Seth could only rub his cheek, the burning searing through his skin to his jaw. Stephanie had one of the most lethal slaps in the wrestling business, proving it whenever she stepped in the ring to deliver a blow. Only they weren't in the ring; instead alone in her office with her rage-filled blazing blues shooting icicles at him.
"What the fuck was that for?" He growled in a low voice, only to receive a second one to the other side of his face and slowly turned dark eyes back to meet hers.
Stephanie couldn't believe this was happening, knowing something was going on with Kinsley. She'd done extensive research on the woman and found NOTHING, frustrating her to no end. Now Seth had news involving the bitch knowing about their ongoing affair?! Gritting her teeth, Stephanie had to take her anger out on someone and went to slap Seth a third time, but his gloved hand caught her wrist, preventing it from happening. Two slaps was enough, he wouldn't suffer a third at her hand.
"STOP." He ordered, backing Stephanie up until her backside collided with the edge of her desk and wrenched her arm behind her back. "This isn't my fucking fault and hitting me won't solve anything."
"Yes it is!" Stephanie cried out, unable to hold back her emotions and tried twisting her arm free, but Seth had it in a vise grip she couldn't break, tears swelling in her eyes. "I knew this would end badly for us! I told you to keep your distance from me and you didn't listen! Now look where it's gotten us!"
It was true. Seth had pursued Stephanie shortly after splitting the Shield up and joining the Authority. There was something about the power she held and possessed that turned him on, making him crave her. He remembered the first night he joined the Authority and everyone had celebrated by going out to a bar. Paul left early to go back to the hotel for rest and Stephanie stayed behind, when she should've left with her husband. Seth had a few drinks in him and felt amazing, on cloud 9, his euphoric state making him see Stephanie in a whole new light. They danced together, the liquor flowed and they ended up screwing in the back of Stephanie's limousine. Paul had sent it back to retrieve his wife and Stephanie paid the driver off not to say a word, knowing he was loyal to her more than Paul.
"You wanted it as much as I did and you still fucking do." Seth growled, not appreciating her trying to put all the blame on him when it took two people to have sex with each other. Not just one. "You enjoy being called Mommy and letting your boy fuck that pussy the way your husband never could."
"Seth please…" Stephanie whimpered at his filthy words because they sent a fire spiraling through her body instantly. "We can't do this anymore…" She had to stop this, especially now that Paul wanted another baby with her.
Not listening, Seth lifted Stephanie to plant on her on the desk and shoved his hands up the dress she had on until it bunched around her hips, yanking her against him. Her legs wrapped around his waist, free hand unfastening the leather pants of his wrestling attire and shoved them down, whimpering more. No matter what she said or did, Seth could see through her lies and gave Stephanie something Paul didn't possess. She wasn't in love with Seth, but her love for Paul had definitely changed after their third child was born.
"W-What are we gonna do, my sweet boy?" Stephanie murmured in a half moan, half sigh the moment Seth slid home inside of her receptive welcoming body, clutching his strong arms to hold on for dear life.
"Right now, I'm fucking you in your office and then we'll deal with the little bitch later." Seth grunted, thrusting in and out of her like a madman, not caring who walked in on them.
Paul was in the arena and they were taking a huge risk being caught, but neither cared at the moment. Stephanie brought Seth's mouth down on hers while they both fell back on the desk, fingers delving in his hair. "Oh fuck your Mommy, just like that…" She moaned against his mouth, arching her back feeling her climax rising quickly. This would be over fast – too fast for their liking. "Seth!"
"Oh yeah, Mommy likes her boy's dick inside of her doesn't she? She loves screaming her boy's name. Give it to me, Mommy – cum for your boy." Seth coaxed, his voice gritty and somewhat high-pitched from his own climax skyrocketing while both of them reached the height only they could together. "Oh fuck!"
Filling her with his warm seed, Stephanie welcomed it and their cries of ecstasy was silenced with mouths devouring each other, swallowing each other's moans to keep everyone else from overhearing what was going on in the office. Once it was over, Stephanie was back to business and straightened her skirt while Seth refastened his leather pants. She promised to meet up with him later and ordered him to leave, needing to figure out a plan to expose Kinsley for who she truly was. If Paul found out about their affair, it was over and Paul would chew them up and spit them out of the company – the company her family built.
Kinsley was living on borrowed time when it came to being in the WWE, or so Stephanie thought.