**It's been one hell of a start to the New Year and I apologize for my hiatus on this story. For some reason, I felt like pounding out this chapter and hopefully that means I'm getting back into the swing of my writing. We'll see, just be patient with me. I promise, you won't regret it! Enjoy and reviews are always welcome!**

Chapter 26

Christmas Eve.

It'd been just shy of a month since Jon and Kinsley became a couple; zero problems ensuing. Kinsley knew it was only a matter of time until Stephanie lashed out and tried gaining the upper hand of this situation, prepared for anything. After her warning to Seth, no doubt he ran to Stephanie crying about it. She hadn't heard a word from the Billion Dollar Princess yet and figured Stephanie was waiting until after the holiday season to confront her. It wasn't a scare tactic she used against Seth; Kinsley meant every word she said. It was nobody's business how she knew about Seth and Stephanie's affair or why she'd really been hired into the company. The less people knew, the better off Kinsley was. She had contemplated coming clean to Jon, but decided against it since he had nothing to do with her reasoning for being hired in the first place.

Vegas was lit up in thousands of lights on the strip, possibly millions from the sight alone. It didn't take much convincing on Jon's part for Kinsley to take his invitation to spend Christmas with him. Renee was taking a huge chance by inviting Noah to their family Christmas, hoping they didn't scare him away with incessant questions. Rebecca wasn't happy and hadn't spoken to her daughter since their heated discussion regarding Kinsley missing Christmas. First Thanksgiving and now Christmas – her mother's favorite time of the year. Kinsley tried using work as an excuse, but Rebecca didn't buy it; not this time and not when Renee was coming home for the holiday. As much as Kinsley loved her mother, being alone with Jon sounded much better than dealing with all the drama in the family.

It was in the low 60's currently, so Kinsley had on a short sleeved magenta top and blue jeans, walking hand-in-hand with Jon on the strip. She smiled at all the lights and didn't realize Jon was watching her, keeping Kinsley close since the strip was packed with people. No doubt he'd be recognized by fans and hoped they'd have enough courtesy not to bother him during the holiday season. Jon loved his fans and would do almost anything for them, but right now he just wanted to quality time with Kinsley. They'd been dating for almost a month, spending two major holidays together and going on a third and fourth. Vegas was amazing during Christmas time and Kinsley didn't want to be anywhere else at the moment, snuggling against his side.

"What's on your mind, darlin'?" Jon asked while they continued walking, wondering why Kinsley was so quiet.

"Nothing. Just happy I'm here with you instead of with my overbearing family." Kinsley meant it, looking up into his eyes and shared a kiss, their lips brushing together softly. "So, what do you have planned for our two days off?" They would be heading to the Windy City, Chicago, on Friday to finish off the holiday tour leading into the New Year.

"I'm gonna be honest with you, Kins; I've never done something like this before. Have a girl to share the holidays with. Usually it's me in a bar somewhere drinking myself silly and then passing out in bed. I don't really have anything special planned for us, just making it up as I go." Jon had to be honest with her; he hadn't even gotten her a gift yet because they really didn't know each other. He had no idea what she liked, disliked or even wanted. "Not mad at me, are you?"

Kinsley breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head, pecking his lips softly. "Not at all. I'm relieved, actually. I haven't spent the holidays with a guy before either, so it's weird to me too." She wasn't the only one feeling like a fish out of water, thankfully. "No reason to be mad at you. Let's just enjoy ourselves and do whatever we want. I'll be honest with you about something else, I didn't get you anything for Christmas. Not yet anyway."

"Me either." Jon admitted with a sheepish smile, sliding his hands down her sides to pull Kinsley closer to him. "And you know what? I don't need anything except you for Christmas. You're my gift." He was not materialistic and it was moments like these that truly mattered to him. "Hope that doesn't sound corny to you…"

"No, you don't. Spending time with you alone is more than enough for me too. Bringing me to Vegas and walking this beautiful strip with you is damn near perfect. Thank you for bringing me here again." Kinsley caressed his face with the back of her hand and draped both arms around his neck, rubbing their noses together lovingly. "What do you say we cut this short, go back to your place, order some takeout and go wild on each other? I've seen enough lights."

"Jesus, you're the perfect woman." Jon grunted, doing whatever this beautiful woman wanted and lifted her up in his strong arms to where her legs wrapped around his waist. "Hope you're ready for the lack of sleep headed your way, darlin'."

"Born ready."

Just as the clock struck midnight in Vegas, Kinsley lost count how many orgasms she had and leaned down, kissing the breath out of Jon's body as well as hers. "Merry Christmas, baby." She smiled when Jon rolled them to where she was on her back and felt him swell inside of her body again, ready for another round already.

"Merry Christmas, Kinsley."

How could this happen? How did her father find out what they were doing? Ever since Seth came to her about Kinsley's warning, Stephanie had spent every waking moment investigating the woman trying to figure out who she really was. If it hadn't been for Seth suggesting during one of their secret sexual bouts to look over her father's records in the company, Stephanie would've never discovered Kinsley's secret. Granted, she was truly Renee Paquette's niece; that hadn't been a lie thankfully, but everything else was. The job Kinsley Moore had applied for wasn't really to be the next commentator and take John Layfield's position when he was ready to step down.

"I have no idea what to do about this." She muttered, chewing her thumbnail nervously and stopped, knowing Paul couldn't find out about this. "I'll talk to her. I'll make her keep her mouth shut about what's going on or she'll regret stepping foot in MY company."

The tough act didn't last though. Monday rolled around for Raw and Kinsley finally received the summons she'd been expecting. It was the final Raw before the New Year and they were in the nation's capital of Washington D.C. Philadelphia wasn't far from D.C., so Jon took the day to spend some time with his old friends from the Independent circuit after his workout. Kinsley had some studying to do, wanting to improve her abilities on commentary. Or so that's what she made Jon believe anyway. The meeting with Stephanie was something Jon didn't need to know was going down and she showed up right on time, a soft smile on her face. Stephanie had one too, but it didn't touch her blazing icy ocean blue eyes.

"I know your secret." Stephanie didn't bother beating around the bush, barely waiting until the door closed before starting in on the reason for the meeting. "I know why you were really hired and I know it wasn't by me or my husband. It was my father – Vince McMahon."

"Okay." Kinsley didn't bother denying it because Stephanie had done obvious digging and found out the truth, which would eventually come out. "And?"

Stephanie planted her hands on her hips, squaring her shoulders with a scowl. "You don't have anything else to say?"

"Not really, no." Kinsley folded her arms in front of her chest, dressed for the show already since she was heading to the arena right after this meeting. "But you obviously brought me here for a reason and I'm assuming it's to try to either fire or threaten me. So before you start in with it, let me save you some time, Princess. Your father, Vince McMahon, is the one who hired me and he's the ONLY one who can fire me, according to the iron-clad contract I signed when he hired me."

Stephanie was seething by now and wanted to knock this little bitch down several pegs, clenching her fists tightly at her sides. "Do you have any idea who you're dealing with? Do you have any idea who I am and what I'm capable of?" She demanded, trying to put the fear of god into Kinsley just like she managed to do with more than half of the WWE roster.

"Yes, I do know who you are, Stephanie and what you're capable of. But you also know why I was really hired and I think it's time to make you aware of what I'M capable of." Kinsley stepped up to Stephanie, not an ounce of fear in her violet eyes and narrowed them slightly. "I know about your little side business and everything you and your husband have been doing behind your father's back. It's the reason he hired me, Princess, to keep an eye on you. He knew something shady was going on and decided to hire me to investigate you and your husband. I'm glad he did too. What you two are doing is sickening, disgusting and degrading. Don't worry, your father already knows about it too."

"WHAT?!" Stephanie shrieked, eyes widening to the size of saucers upon hearing that and shook her head, face turning from beat vermillion to ghostly white in a matter of seconds. "N-No…No it can't be! Y-You don't know what you're talking about!"

Kinsley shrugged, walking over to the bar to pour herself a drink and didn't bother offering Stephanie one. "Afraid so, Princess. I've reported it all to your father…except one very important detail regarding your personal life." She walked over to stare out the window and sipped her tumbler thoughtfully, not afraid of turning her back to the spoiled Billion Dollar Princess. "And I'm sure Seth Rollins has already told you about my threat. What is it you call him? Your boy?"

Stephanie felt sick to her stomach, knowing Kinsley had her caught in a web of lies and deceit, not knowing how she was supposed to get out of it unscathed. "W-Why haven't you told my father about us then?" She was almost afraid to ask the question, hating how shaky her voice came out.

"Not my place and it's not the reason your father hired me. You see, every life you've managed to destroy with this side business you and Paul have will be discovered. I already know some of the WWE Divas are in on it too. Aw hell, I might as well just call it what it is, right? Your 'Mail-Order Bride' scheme." Kinsley sounded disgusted, shuddering from everything she'd found out Stephanie and Paul did behind Vince's back.

The side business involved purchasing women from various catalogs, mostly ones that needed a chunk of money to get out of some kind of trouble in their lives. Stephanie and Paul made their own 'Mail-Order Bride' business by purchasing these women for their top talent in the company. These catalogs were specific, not random and the rules were simple: Making the wrestler they ended up with as happy as possible. They were paid to do anything their top talent asked whether it was getting married, popping out kids and anything kinky in the bedroom. The women purchased from these catalogs were planted at certain signings or WWE events to where they 'met' the wrestler of choice by coincidence…or so the wrestler thought. For making their top talent happy with Mail-Order Brides, in return Paul and Stephanie agreed to pay off any debts or personal issues the women bought had, doing any favor they asked no matter how heinous. Kinsley had a list of all the women Paul and Stephanie purchased over the years since they took over most of the company, managing to convince Vince to stay home more often with his wife, Linda.

"But don't think for a second I won't tell your dear Daddy what his Princess has been doing – or WHO she's been doing, I should say – if you don't leave me and my friends alone, more specifically Jon."

"And what if I don't?"

Kinsley smiled, swirling the liquid around in her tumbler thoughtfully and shrugged nonchalantly, letting a moment of silence pass between them. "Then it looks like your partner in crime along with your father will find out about your affair with Mr. Rollins and his career will be destroyed. This is all your decision, just remember that. So think it over very carefully because this is your only warning. Leave Jon alone or you will suffer my wrath." Downing the rest of the beverage, Kinsley set the tumbler on the bar and decided it was time to take her leave. "See you at the arena, boss."

They were at Kinsley's mercy, having zero leverage against the sneaky conniving bitch and Stephanie had no idea what to do. Paul would have a conniption fit if he found out they'd been spied on this whole time! Not to mention her affair with Seth hung in the balance along with his career! There had to be a way out of this – there was always a way, right? No doubt her father wasn't happy with them and it was only a matter of time before he took the company back, yanking her power and control away. Even if Stephanie did own 25% of the company, it meant squat when it came to her father. He could easily buy out her share of the WWE and Stephanie would be left with nothing once he finally croaked. On top of all these problems, Paul wanted to try for another baby and Stephanie had done everything in her power to make sure she didn't end up pregnant again. Needing a drink, Stephanie used the tumbler Kinsley occupied previously and poured a stiff shot of whiskey, needing it before heading to the arena to run the show.

At that moment, Kinsley was on the phone with Vince explaining her meeting with his daughter and holding it away from her ear. Vince was livid at Stephanie's audacity to snoop around his personal files and whatnot in the company. It was the only explanation on how she found out about Kinsley being hired as his private spy. Kinsley assured him she had everything in control and there would be no getting out of this side business scheme her and Paul concocted. Vince thanked Kinsley for all her hard work, promising he would be on the road soon and ended the call abruptly. Sure, Stephanie knew about her actual job with the WWE, but nobody else did and Kinsley would keep it that way, no matter what it took.

If Jon found out why she was really hired, Kinsley would lose him due to not being truthful and that couldn't happen.