Disclaimer: I do not own anyone, all events are fictional.

A/N: Special thanks to Prettycrazytriplehfan, Loveme3135, flowersNfreaks, and KingofKingsfan for always showing support with your reviews, they are an inspiration for me, and provide motivation for me to continue this story. Also not to confuse anyone, Roman Reigns is Roman Garcia.


Paul's Mansion….

Paul leaned against the stair railing, and began to tap his fingers against it. He couldn't understand why it took Sofia twice as long as him getting ready in the morning. They did the same things, shit, shower, groom, and dress, but for whatever reason he was always the first one downstairs. "This is ridiculous, she is looking at the same clothes that were there yesterday, nothing has changed, just pick one, for the love." His thoughts were cut short as he heard Sofia yell his name. Not even thinking before he took off to run that his briefcase was in front of him, he tripped over it onto the second step. "Shit…Mother Fucker…" Paul grabbed his right knee. "I'll be right there…!" He quickly got over the throbbing in his knee and continued to run up the long staircase, skipping two stairs at time.

"PAUL….PAUL…!" Sofia screamed out again as she stood in front of the full length mirror in their bedroom.

Paul burst through the double French doors, slightly out of breath and heart beating fast as though it was coming through his chest. He walked quickly towards Sofia, and turned her around holding her arms. "What is it? The baby? Are you okay?" Poor man looked frantic with worry.

Sofia looked into Paul's eyes, and with a serious face. "You tell me…Look…?"

"What…What…?!" Paul responded with irritation because Sofia did not look to be in distress.

Sofia being irritated herself, began to speak fast and use her hands colorfully. "Por el Amor de Dios…!" (For the love of God) "¿Estás ciego…" (Are you blind?)

Paul knew something was wrong for sure now, Sofia was talking a mile a minute and her hands were coming dangerously close to his face. "If you take a breath and just answer me calmly, I can try and figure out what the hell is wrong…You almost gave me a fucking heart attack."

That was not the way to make the Latin beauty calm down, she held her arms tightly to her body, and her hands were balled into fists. "Look at me…This frigging bra won't fit…None of my suits fit…None of my nice dresses fit…¿Por qué estás allí de pie , sin Decir nada?! (Why are you just standing there, saying nothing?)

This made Paul smirk, because her tits were actually spilling out of her bra, and they were jiggling quite nicely. He couldn't help himself, and he reached out and squeezed her right breast. "I don't see the problem."

Sofia slapped his hand away. "Stop being a pig, I'm serious…I have nothing to wear, at this rate I will be wearing a moo-moo dress in two months."

Paul had been doing research about pregnancy, and he knew mood swings were a big part of it, but so soon with the weight questions. "Sweetheart, you look great, it's normal, your breasts are storing milk."

Sofia raised her eyebrow as she tilted her head, and folded her arms to her chest, which pushed her breasts upwards giving Paul a better view. "Well, thank you for the cold clinical interpretation, and I'm glad you find humor at the expense of the woman caring your child!"

Paul removed his suit jacket and tossed it on the floor, and his eyes became dark as he attempted to pull her into his chest. Sofia was hardly in the mood for sex, she side stepped Paul, and moved towards the center of bedroom. "Please get your mind out of the gutter, we just had sex four hours ago."

Paul sighed because he was getting aroused, and it appeared he was the only one. "How can I not think of it when your bouncing your tits in my face, you know I love them, and now they are extra big." Paul moved in close to Sofia as he wiggled his eyebrows and wrapped his arms around her waist. "And, they are so sensitive to my touch, god I'm starting to get hard." He moaned in a deep voice.

Sofia struggled at first. "No…No…" She suddenly stopped her protesting when Paul reached between their bodies and caressed his thumb over her right nipple and with that Sofia involuntary released a moan. "Please…You are not right…"

"Come on, you love when Daddy does this." Paul continued his tortuous touches, and pressed a little deeper onto the pronounced pink nipple.

Sofia dropped her head onto Paul's hard chest, and she was now starting to get over heated. "Is Daddy going to take care of his little princess?"

With his right hand, he lifted Sofia up by her buttocks, and held her head tightly with his left hand. They began to kiss feverously, but a tapping at the door stopped whatever Paul had in mind. "Go away…!"

"Sir, there is a Mr. Roman Garcia downstairs waiting to see Ms. Escobar…"

"We will be right down…" Sofia yelled towards the French doors, and tried to get out of Paul's grip in order to search for anything that would fit her now increasingly growing breasts.

Paul let go of her, but moaned very loudly. Roman just proved himself once again in Paul's eyes that he needed to be gone. "We were in the middle of something…He can come back!"

Sofia turned her head to face Paul as she put on a red knit sundress. "He just got out of the hospital yesterday, so it must be important if he is here now."

Paul straightened his tie, and adjusted himself. He was beyond pissed, not only was he denied emptying his balls, but it was because of that annoying interfering bastard. "Fine, he has five minutes!"

Sofia adjusted her dress and hair, and then walked slowly to Paul. She racked her fingertips along his crotch. "Pobre bebé… (Poor baby)…" Voy a hacer lo compensaré , lo prometo…(I'll make it up to you, I promise)

Paul grabbed her hand roughly, and sucked her index finger. "You know I will make you pay for that?"

Sofia batted her eyes and giggled. "I'm pregnant."

As Sofia walked away, Paul slapped her ass. "Don't worry my arsenal can work around that."


Sofia and Paul finally gathered themselves and walked downstairs into the living room, and there sat Roman. He surprisingly looked refreshed, he had been in the hospital for ten days, and only home for one. He stood up gingerly, and hugged Sofia. Of course that earned him a glare from Paul.

Sofia pulled away, and fussed for Roman to sit down. "You shouldn't have come out, you need your rest."

Paul stood very closely behind Sofia, and placed his hand on her shoulder. "He is a big boy…But, why are you here…And, why didn't you call first?"

All of a sudden Sofia felt very uncomfortable. The stares exchanged between Roman and Paul were icy to say the least. "Why don't we all sit down?"

Roman didn't want to sit, but his injuries were getting the best of him, and he gave in. He looked up at Sofia and gestured her to join him. "This won't take long."

Sofia studied Roman's face, and his eyes were telling her that something was troubling him. Paul sat on the arm rest of the couch, right behind Sofia. He cleared his throat wanting Roman to get on with it. "Roman, this is a bad time, Sofia and I have to get to work…"

Sofia straightened her back, and tapped Paul on the leg. "Paul, please? Haven't we all worked everything out? You said you were okay with everything."

Roman gave a side smile, he was so angry with Paul and loved that he was getting flak from Sofia. "I'm sorry to have interrupted, but this can't wait…." He took Sofia's hand. "I have had a lot of time to think, and well, I decided that I need to do something different with my life."

"Different?" Sofia looked on knowing she was not liking where this conversation was headed.

Roman fixed his stare to Paul. He wanted so badly to tell Paul to go to hell, but he didn't want to risk Paul going ahead with his threat. Plus, Paul had a sickening smirk now planted on his face. "I need a change of pace…I just want to do something different, and I can't do that here in Vegas…I'm leaving Vegas as soon as the Doctor clears me."

Sofia snatched her hand back from Roman, she couldn't believe what he had just said. Her eyes saddened, and it looked like someone had stolen her brand new puppy. "You don't mean that…We were doing some amazing things together…Your my friend, you know me and can get things done the way I like them…Did I do something wrong? Are you mad at me because of the shooting?"

Roman shifted a bit, he hated doing this to her. "No, I would never be mad at you…We are friends and I'm asking you to accept my decision as a friend."

Paul looked on satisfied, Roman was going through with it. This did not go unmissed by Sofia, she felt Paul was being too quiet. "Why are you really doing this? It doesn't make any sense, you were so excited for our new deal in Los Angeles, you were working on other projects here…I don't understand, something is very fishy."

Roman cleared his throat. He had to be tough for Sofia to get this through her head. He sat up straight and his voice became deep and stern. "Well, it seems that things are running pretty smoothly with my replacement…"

Sofia smiled. "Is that the problem, Seth is temporary. Paul just offered him to help me while you are recovering…So there is no need to go."

Roman looked at Paul, and his eyebrow was arched telling Roman without words to make her believe this. But Roman was getting even madder because of Paul's arrogance. "Is that what Paul did?"

Sofia turned around to face Paul. "Baby, tell him…You were only helping me temporarily."

Paul sucked his teeth, and looked at Roman. "Yes, to help out…But, you have to admit that Seth has done a hell of a job."

Sofia raised up out of her seat, and now faced both Roman and Paul. "He has, but it was not to be permanent, you and I agreed on that…Right Paul…!"

It was now Roman who sat and smiled as he watched Paul try to back pedal. "Of course it was temporary, but if Roman wants a change, why stand in his way?"

"Roman, are you pissed that Seth is working in your place or is it something else…Answer me…!" Sofia was getting red in the face because both men seemed to be playing the chicken game of who would bow down first.

"I told you I want to do something else, this shooting has showed me that I need to expand my horizon…That is it." Roman said firmly as he stared at Paul.

Sofia had enough and was beginning to snap. "Oh cut the bullshit…You and Paul have been staring daggers into one another since we sat down…What the hell is going on?!"

Paul stood up. "I am fine, but you little lady need to calm down…Roman is a big boy and if he has decided to leave Vegas, I don't see the harm in it…Actually it may be a good thing for him."

Roman sat back comfortably and his tone was mocking. "He is right Sofia, I need to do this for me…You will be fine with Paul, he is always looking out for what is best for business."

Sofia tapped her foot for several seconds. She wasn't buying this and she knew how to draw out Paul's true feelings. "Well, if you want a change and Seth is doing so well…Why don't you work for Paul? He is down a man and that will be surely different for you."

Paul almost burst into flames with that statement. "Are you out of your fucking mind?! I don't need Roman, and besides he is leaving town!"

Roman rubbed over his chin, and he caught the fury in Paul's eyes. This would be a little payback, even if it wasn't going to happen, he could still make Paul squirm a little. "Well, that is different."

Sofia fully annoyed at this point, put her hands on her hips as she faced Paul directly. "First off, don't take that tone with me…Something isn't right and I fucking know it…" Now she faced both men again. "You two are going to work this shit out right now…Paul I love you and we are going to be married, and Roman is my friend…I have lost Papa and Nicole, can't you understand that…Please, just work it out, but Roman is not leaving because you want him gone!"

Paul took a deep breath and stared at Roman. "I will talk with Roman, but he is not working for me and that is final!"

Sofia kissed Paul on the cheek, and stared at Roman. "The same goes for you too, be nice and just talk with Paul…Lo tengo (got it)…!"

Paul motioned for Roman to follow him as he walked quickly towards the downstairs, to his favorite place when giving orders, his dungeon of gloom.

As Roman walked into the dark room which looked like a dungeon for a king, he breathed heavily. He was in no mood for Paul's tirades. "Before you start prancing around and threatening me, just save your hot air."

Paul reached to the side of the table and picked up his sledgehammer. "No tirade, I'm just going to show you I mean business…Apparently you didn't get it at the hospital." He spoke these words all while tapping the sledgehammer against the large king Arthur table.

Roman frowned and his eyes now became a dark shade of grey. "You know what, go for it…Because either way you can't explain to Sofia what happened and she will never forgive that."

Paul grabbed Roman by the collar, and pulled him close. "I am so sick of you and that smart ass mouth…Sofia maybe fooled, but I'm not…I know you are a lying piece of shit that can't be trusted…You tricked Sofia into having sex and she was only sixteen and you were a grown ass man…You worked for her father for fucks sakes…You disgust me…!"

Roman grimaced at first, but mustered up strength to shove Paul off of him. His eyes were enraged and his tone matched that look. "You are so fucking off base…I would never take advantage of her, never…It happened, and it was a mistake…That girl is my best friend and I almost lost that because of a foolish moment of weakness, but don't you ever say that I tricked her or would betray her…THAT IS BULLSHIT…!"

Paul out of frustration slammed the large hammer onto the table and cracked it again. "BULLSHIT…BULLSHIT…YOU SLEPT WITH A MINOR…AND NOW YOU ARE STILL TRYING TO WEASAL YOUR WAY INTO HER MONEY AND POWER…YOU DON'T FOOL ME…NO ONE FOOLS ME…!"

Roman racked his fingers through his hair, and his tone was eerily cold. The only thing seen in those dark grey eyes was honesty and angst. "I don't give a damn about her money, I work for her because of all the leaches that surround her, I'm trying to make up for what I caused her…Which was shame, she didn't deserve that and yes you are right, I should have known better, but I didn't and she paid the price, she has never forgiven herself, she feels that anything good that comes into her life will self destruct because she doesn't feel worthy of happiness…It started when her Mom left her, she felt if her Mom could leave her what is she really worth to anyone, and believe me, Antonio uses that to fuck with her mind…If I wasn't in jail she would have never got messed up with Dave and his fucked up lifestyle, and that is Antonio's fault too, because all he ever cares about is money and his damn self, Sofia is a possession to him…That whole marriage setup was a ploy to keep the Escobar's in power, Antonio didn't give a damn that he was turning over Sofia to an asshole...Eddie even told me that Dave was not Antonio's first choice, but settled for him because he needed the muscle and connections to get what he needed which was more money and power…" Roman stepped closer to Paul. "Look at you, all puffed out because you are jealous about something that happened over a decade ago…You can't see the obvious for that jealously, and the obvious is that Sofia loves you…Not me…That girl would give up her life for you and you are standing there being a jerk because she has a friend...You are better than that...!"

Paul dropped the sledgehammer to his side, and studied Roman. The words spoken about Antonio made sense, because he himself did not like how Antonio continues to be on the run and has left Sofia behind to fend for herself with DA and constant Police pressure. He also knew something else about Antonio which made Roman's words even truer. "So you do realize that Dave was bad for her, and not because you wanted her for yourself." Paul began to walk around the table, his mind was thinking about a past conversation with Antonio. "Let me ask you a few questions? First, did Eddie ever tell you who the first choice was for Sofia, and did he ever tell Sofia who the first choice was?" Paul scratched his head. "And, why not quit when Antonio advised you to stay away from Sofia?"

Roman had to sit down, which he did so. He leaned his elbows onto the table and looked to Paul with conviction, he had to admit to himself he was becoming a little puzzled about the first set of questions. "No, Eddie just told me he wished that first man would have worked out because Sofia would have been in better hands, and I know for a fact that Sofia always thought Dave was Antonio's golden boy…To your second part, I was going to, but Antonio threatened me…He said quitting would not solve the problem of me being around Sofia, he wanted to keep me close to watch my every move… Antonio is a true cold hearted bastard that thrives on control and dishing out punishment…I have never seen a leader as sadistic as he is, he actually gets off on torture…It wasn't enough just taking a man's life, he wanted to dismember them and smiled all while doing it…" Roman took a breath as he thought back to the times of Antonio killing someone, and then after the killing was done he would cut them up and dispose of the body parts. Roman understood the life he signed up for, but how Antonio enjoyed what he did and then went out for a fancy meal, well that was even sick for him. Roman continued, and his voice became even lower. "I swear sleeping with Sofia was a mistake, I'm not proud of it, but it happened…You don't understand any of this, after I got sent to prison, Sofia was the only one to stand by me…Everyone that claimed to be my friend vanished, they didn't want to be associated with someone that crossed Antonio, but Sofia was different, she never stopped being there, she even encouraged me to get my GED and convinced Eddie to see her side in everything, which is why he gave me a second chance….Sofia has shown me so much about true friendship and loyalty, and now I don't see her as an attractive woman, but as a human being who believes in me…I know it may be hard to understand, but that is all it is now, friendship, nothing more and nothing less, it is almost like family…Shit, she is my family…"

Paul pondered some more as Roman spoke, it was becoming clear to him that maybe Roman could be useful, he seem to know about the Escobar's, and well that just may help him with his current predicament with both Nicole and Antonio. He sat down facing Roman, but still with a stern expression. "So let me understand this, you have no more "romantic" feelings towards Sofia and you know quite a bit about her and her family…" Paul reared back into his chair, all while holding his hands close to his chest, Roman felt as though they were shooting an additional scene of The Godfather, but the leading role was now being portrayed by a muscled blonde, instead of Marlon Brando. "If I consider this to be true, and possibly offer you something, how far are you willing to go to earn my trust?"

Roman sighed. "Seriously?"

"That right there is what gets you in trouble, if I consider you coming aboard, that mouthy bullshit will stop, I don't tolerate that from anyone who works for me…So that shit will be left at the door or you can march your ass back upstairs and tell Sofia goodbye…"

Roman could see Paul was serious, and he really didn't want to leave. The whole authority thing with Paul was getting under his skin, but then he thought maybe Paul was right in some regard, maybe he was being a little mouthy to piss off Paul. "I'm a damn good worker, and yes I know plenty about the Escobar's…But what do you need to know and why?"

Paul smirked. "Kid, that is your problem, you tell the other person exactly how you feel, you need to watch and observe…Body language sometimes tells you more than words…I'm willing to give you a trial run working at my Casino, it will be a lesser role than what you had before, but that is all you are ready for."

"Why would I do that?" Roman scoffed.

Paul shook his head at Roman's arrogance and nativity. "Because I have business men around me, sure they have muscle, but in my position I require my men to exude both qualities…Anyone can be a hitman, but not everyone is good with numbers and sealing big deals…I didn't get to where I am with a bunch of meatheads around me…" Paul watched as Roman was looking a little vulnerable and that is exactly what Paul wanted to see from the younger man. "As I said, I am willing to give you a gig at the Casino with the stipulation you go back to school and take some business courses….And you limit your one on one contact with Sofia, you can be her friend, but it will limited...If you prove to me that you are loyal to me and only me, maybe then I offer more, but that is my final offer."

Roman was actually shocked, maybe Paul was starting to see the truth in him. And, if Paul was trying, he realized he had to do the same to make this right. "How can I prove my loyalty working at the Casino?"

Paul nodded seeing the younger man was finally realizing his shortcomings. "Because you will be on call twenty-four seven, when I call, you stop whatever you are doing and do as told, and no back talk when called to do something…Also you will provide me with everything you know about Antonio…Can you handle that?"

Roman figured this could be no different then what he experienced before, and not as disgusting as anything Antonio had asked him to do. Plus he was getting some schooling, something he would have never done on his own. And he and Sofia could remain friends, he was actually starting to understand Paul's position and could accept those terms. "I can, and I will prove to you that I can be trusted."

Paul stood up and fixed his tie, and in his trademark cockiness shook his head in agreement. He knew this would be a win-win for him, he could keep his eye on Roman and get information. "The jury is still out, and I'm the jury, judge, and executioner."


Sofia waited on pins and needles in the living room, she was beginning to wonder if it was such a good idea to send Paul and Roman off together. She looked at her watch and it was five minutes later than the last time she checked. "How bad could it be? They are grown intelligent men, right?" With that idea swirling in her head, she got up abruptly and headed towards the foyer, but to her delight she saw the two men walking towards her. "Everything settled?"

Paul lifted Sofia off her feet, and nuzzled into her neck. Sofia was shocked, but happy at Paul's mood. "So, I guess that is a yes?"

Roman stood with his hands folded to his chest and grinned. "Yes, your guy there was actually human."

Paul put Sofia down, and stared at Roman, his eyes were reiterating their conversation from downstairs. Roman cleared his throat. "I mean, everything is copasetic."

Sofia beamed, and reached up on her tiptoes and kissed Paul. "Thank you, baby…You won't be sorry…"

Paul held Sofia close. "No, I won't…But, Seth is staying with you permanently and Roman will be working at the Casino."

Paul arched his eyebrow at Sofia, and she knew that was better than she expected. "I'm okay with it as long as Roman is okay with it."

"Well?" Paul sniped at Roman.

"I want to do this…Look, you two need to get your day started and I'm getting tired…I'll see you two later…"

Sofia squeezed Paul's sides. "I'm going to walk him out." She leaned her body in more and purred only so Paul could her. "Thank you, Daddy."

Paul smacked her ass, and kissed her quickly. "You're welcome, and hurry back so you and my son can eat."

As Sofia walked with Roman towards the door, something made her stop him. "I appreciate this so much, you are my closet friend and you swallowing your pride means a lot. I know this is going to work out for everyone."

Roman smiled down at Sofia. "It really was no big deal…I think Paul and I have a better understanding of each other…He even offered for me to take some college courses, and I like that."

"Oooh, see he means well, he sometimes has a hard time showing it…He is a big old teddy bear on the inside…I can't picture my life without him…He is everything to me and I love him so much."

Seeing Sofia beam made Roman's choice all the easier. "I wouldn't go that far, but he is something alright…"

Sofia playfully hit Roman's arm. "He is the best, Roman…He sometimes just doesn't know how to express it…I truly know how it feels to be loved unconditionally, he accepts all my flaws and never let's me down, no matter how stubborn I can be, and don't tell him that either." Sofia giggled.

"Actually, he was a lot better than I expected and I will redeem myself."

Sofia nodded. "You will, and this will be good for you and Penelope too, may be now you can get her to move here."

"Oh boy, one thing at a time, but she will be happy about school, she has been after me for a while to "further" myself…"

Sofia couldn't help but notice the twinkle in Roman's eyes as he mentioned Penelope. "She is right, so get her out here…Besides, it would be nice to get to know her better." Sofia groaned as her cell vibrated, she looked at the incoming text, and her whole body tensed up. "Ugh, this bitch, she just won't leave me the hell alone."

Roman looked down at the text, and his face instantly changed to irritation. "You are right about that, she came to see me at the hospital…Keep your guard up, she is heartless and will stop at nothing to ruin someone."

Sofia squeezed her cell phone and the worry was starting to set in. "How do you know her?"

Roman snarled just thinking how Addison had recommended the maximum of years for his prison sentence. The judge ate it up and sided with her and he was locked up for six years. "She was the DA at my hearing, and she wasted little time seeing me at the hospital, I was just out of surgery."

Sofia looked down at her stomach, and then rubbed her hand over it. "Seth has been trying to keep her away from me, but she just keeps badgering me, she wants to send me to prison because of Dave's murder…God Roman, what am I going to do? She is even trying to pin Paul as an accomplice…"

Roman held Sofia's arms to get her attention. "First off, you are not going to prison, and secondly, Paul will help you…I know you, so don't get any thoughts about protecting Paul and try to run, just let Paul handle it…"

Paul had been listening at the inside door at the foyer, and was about to run in, but Roman began speaking about Seth, so he stopped.

Sofia continued to look frightened. "You know me too well, I don't want to run, but Paul doesn't deserve to be humiliated because of me, I know you are right because Seth keeps telling me the same thing, he feels he can control this bitch."

"I bet he does…Seth was in my hospital room when she was there and I got the feeling he has other ideas about Addison."

Sofia scrunched up her face in a questioning manner. "You think he likes her or something."

"I don't think, I know…I could tell how he was practically salivating as he stared at her every move…I will talk to him and make sure that he stays away from her…We can't afford her getting too close to him or you."

Sofia nodded, but found it odd that Seth had not let onto her about his feelings towards Addison. "I guess, but…"

Paul came up behind Sofia and held her. "But nothing, you just worry about our son and let me worry about my brother and that she devil."

Roman said his good byes and headed into his yellow Chevy Camaro. Sofia snuggled into Paul's arms. "You heard everything, didn't you?"

Paul squeezed Sofia tightly, as he tenderly rubbed her back. "I did, and you are staying put…I hate to admit it, but Roman is right, I got this." Paul tapped her butt. "And, I'm not a teddy bear, far from it my naughty little princess."

"You are my teddy bear." Sofia cooed.

Paul growled and was about to take Sofia upstairs. "I will show you how wrong you are."

"That is how you got into this." Seth gestured as he walk into the mansion. "It is ten o'clock and we have a meeting with Heyman…So, that stuff will have to wait."

Paul felt as if his balls were going to explode. "I need to beef up my security, you have the worst fucking timing in the world."

Seth shrugged his shoulders. "I am doing my job, something you should be going to."

Sofia hugged Seth and kissed Paul before she went upstairs. Paul put his arm around Seth's shoulder. "We need to talk about Addison."

Seth tensed up, and tried backing up from Paul. "I have her handled, so there is nothing to talk about."

Paul's face turned stern. "That is what I am afraid of, this bitch is after Sofia and I don't need you trying to get your dick wet, you need to stay focused…I mean it."

Seth adjusted his suit jacket, and tried to playoff Paul's accusations. "I know what the fuck I am doing…Just relax."

Paul picked up his briefcase and placed on his sunglasses. "You better, you know I hate being lied to."

Seth watched Paul leave, and he leaned his back against the door. He hated lying to his brother, but he had to have this woman. "You can persuade her to drop all this shit, and still get her into your bed, Paul is just being Paul…I better be right about her or this could end up badly for everyone…No-No Seth, you got this and will get the girl."


TBC…Thank you for reading…Please review and leave your thoughts/opinions, this is the only way I know to continue or not, your input matters…