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Got to give credit where it is due...

Desiree hated to admit it but, she liked shopping for her wedding dress. The dress she picked out was so beautiful and she couldn't wait to wear it. If a person wanted a hint of what the dress looked like, she would say that the dress is white—alright, not a good clue, but the other thing that people can expect when she is wearing the dress is that it will make her feel like a princess. Yes—she wanted to feel like a princess in her wedding day. She wanted to look stunning and to make Jon spit out the last of the liquid that was absorbed inside his mouth. Another thing that Des wondered about was what Jon would look like in his tux. She has seen him in a suit, but what about a tux for the wedding? Will he look more handsome than she thought possible or will there be nothing for her eyes to admire?

Right now, Desiree had eaten a lot of meals—she had some five star meals and plenty of desserts like brownies and cheesecake, while writing her vows in her flowery pink journal. She was not quite sure about what she wanted to confess to Jon, but she get the feeling that he was going to be shocked with whatever came out of her mouth. The wedding was soon in her eyes. Money in the Bank had past, where Jon retained his championship against Corey Graves in a ladder match, but Battleground was the next pay-per-view and she was growing anxious for SummerSlam, which was in the same week as her wedding. She knew that these two would have to get rid of Arnold as soon as possible, so they could have their wedding without any interruptions.

"Hey, Des," Jon was happy, when he opened the door, but his calm facial reaction disappeared when he got a good sight of the room and Desiree complained that he was a slob! Desiree had plates all around the suite they were staying at! The plates were either empty or had a little bit of food left, but how the hell was he going to pay for all of this food? Jon knew for a fact that all this food was going to come from Desiree's money and not his. Honestly, he would have been alright with it, if she never traveled the road with him, but in fact, she does travel the road with him and she probably gets paid a little more than he does, "What the fuck is all of this?" he was completely speechless at the amount of plates in the room.

Desiree innocently began to eat the strawberries with the cream one by one, enjoying every single bit, before even acknowledging that Jon was in the same room as her. When Des finally noticed, she bit her lip awkwardly and extended the strawberries and cream towards her fiancé, "Strawberries and cream?" she was uncomfortable with the situation, so her giggle was weak. She knew for a fact that he noticed how much of a mess the room was, but there was an easy explanation that will make Jon laugh his ass off for weeks.

Jon face palmed himself—is this the type of person that he was with her? It shocked him that he didn't know what kind of person she lived with until he saw how she was, "No, I don't want any. I want to know is how the hell are you going to pay for all of this food? Hell, how the hell do you eat all of this food and still look like a stick figure? Des...are you?" did Jon dare to ask that question? He knew that Desiree had known better than to fall back to those nasty habits again.

Desiree found herself rolling her eyes again, but then displayed a small smirk on her face, ""Do you remember when I was going through an episode of when Arnold got his ass handed to him? Yeah, maybe before you and Sami showed up at the scene. I may or may not have stolen his credit card," she scratched the back of her neck, not really wanting to be out forward and admit that she may have stolen Arnold Robert's credit card, "Let's just say that it fell out of his pocket."

"Yeah, it fell out of his pocket when you were kicking his ass. Desiree, we don't want to destroy this guy financially. We want to destroy this guy physically and emotionally," it was then that he heard a groan of complain escape from her lips as Jon sighed, "I think that you've had way too much fun with eating five star meals. I think the best thing for you to do is to cut this credit card and just forget about it completely." Jon could see that Desiree couldn't believe what he was saying. He was being a responsible adult! How dare he? How dare he tell her what to do?

"Do you not remember what this guy did to me? He put me in a hospital bed. Why are you giving him the benefit of the doubt. I want to destroy this guy completely and if that means giving him a big fat bill that he can hardly pay off, that is exactly what I will do!" Desiree retorted as she got herself out of the couch to look at her fiancé in the eye, "Do you want to see me in a hospital bed? Do you want to hear the beeper go off, symbolizing that they couldn't save my life? Do you want them to cover my lifeless body with a sheet? Jon, we are a team right here. We want to destroy Arnold and Asher. Let's break them apart slowly."

Desiree gave a sweet smirk before walking out of their suite. She thought it was best to leave Jon thinking about those last words, before she bumped to Saraya, who was pulling a luggage on her way to see her hotel room, "Hey, Desiree!" she embraced the bride-to-be. Desiree not sure how to feel about the hug because she normally didn't like it when people hugged her back.

"Hey Saraya, how's it going?" she asked the British Diva, who beamed a smile on her face that could radiate the room. Desiree and Saraya began to become closer, when she and Jon began going out. It took a while for Des to get used to talking to a WWE Diva and not let herself have a fan girl moment like she had done with most of the WWE Superstars.

"It's going great." there was something in Saraya's mind that debated on whether to tell Desiree about her confrontation with Asher. The reason is that she didn't want Desiree to worry about Asher. Her and Jon's focus should be on Arnold, who was responsible for starting this entire war with them. Saraya thought that Colby and Declan could worry about Asher, since she was already informed by them that they would do something about it. She also debated on whether to tell Colby and Declan about her confrontation with Asher. She knew how protective those two can be.

"Good," Desiree could feel the awkward tension between them as she looked down on the credit card that Jon had wanted her to cut up and get rid of. The thing is: she didn't want to get rid of the card. She kind of wanted to financially ruin Arnold with spending all of his money on food, but Jon was stopping her fun, "You know, Jon wanted me to get rid of this credit card." she revealed the card that was in her hand as Saraya nodded at the sight of it. She didn't know where this discussion was headed.

"Why would he want you to get rid of his card?" she asked confused.

"It's not my card. It's Arnold's," Desiree paused as Saraya began to look intrigued. She was looking at Arnold Roberts' credit card. With just a swipe of the card, she could do whatever the hell she wanted, "I already spent some of the money, but Jon has other plans for destroying him. I mean, I've had my own ways of becoming the devil himself, but Jon wants to go a different route with all of this. So, I was wondering, if you will like to get rid of the card for me?" she asked as Saraya didn't know how to respond to the crazy request.

"You want me?" Saraya couldn't even complete her sentence, "I mean, if that is what Jon really wants you to get rid of it, then I think I could get rid of it somehow." she thought about it for a little bit, before agreeing to the bride-to-be's request. It was before anyone could get suspicious about where the money was being spent on. Desiree gave Saraya a heartwarming smile that could warm up the coldest room in the world.

"I really appreciate," she began to turn on her heel, leaving the Brit with the card with all of the money in the world. Then, Des realized that she needed to inform something to Saraya, "Oh yeah!" she turned back, almost scaring the older woman, "Before you get rid of the card, there is something that you need to try." she finally remembered that she wanted to bring up.

Saraya raised a brow, "What would that be?" she asked.

"Try the strawberries and cream." Desiree responded with a giggle, before turning her heel and walked away from Saraya. When Desiree left, Saraya looked at the card. The best thing for her would be to get rid of the card, so this won't create any drama for Desiree and Jon, but also, this would be a way to get back at Arnold and Asher.

There Saraya stood there debating what to do.

What should Saraya do with Arnold's credit card? The part with the credit card and Desiree spending it was an idea inspired by DaShadowAngel, who said a several chapters ago that I should break Arnold. So, thank you for that! :) When you saw the name of this chapter, I think you all thought of a different approach, but I went with a more humorous approach. Once again, we have seen some disagreement with Jon and Des with how to handle Arnold? Do you agree with one of them or disagree with both of them? I want to thank: FPK101, Angela Marie Herrera, Ronnie Leigh, Dixiewinxwrites12, Siren's Call To The Dead, Guest, justkimmy and DaShadowAngel for your reviews! Please favorite, follow and review! :)