Chapter 29

Sending a text message to Maura warning her about Kinsley wasn't enough for Stephanie. Not by a long shot. She wanted Kinsley to suffer, to regret ever stepping foot inside the WWE. Stephanie didn't take kindly to being threatened by the likes of Kinsley, not caring if the woman was hired to spy on her and the company by her father! Nobody threatened Stephanie McMahon-Levesque and got away with it! More importantly, nobody took from Stephanie without consequences and they would start tonight. Since her and Paul were being investigated, the only way to target Kinsley was hurting the ones she cared about and loved. Renee and Jon. So Stephanie started with Renee, summoning the interviewer and fellow WWE Diva to her office to expose Kinsley's secret.

All Renee could do was sit there shell-shocked, wondering why she hadn't been able to contact her niece or Jon. Now she knew why. "I-I don't know what to say, Stephanie…" Renee didn't meet her boss's eyes, not realizing Stephanie hadn't told the entire truth on why Kinsley had been hired in the first place.

"I don't either, Renee. We don't hire people that already have an occupation, usually. Somehow, she skated by my father, the Chairman of the Board, and now an investigation is being done on your niece." Stephanie lied smoothly, sounding almost sympathetic, but the evil glint in her blue eyes remained. Renee didn't catch it. "The reason I called you in here…"

"I had no idea she was a spy, Stephanie." Renee did not mean to cut the boss off, not wanting to lose her dream job because of her niece's deception. "If I did..."

Stephanie enjoyed causing other people pain, especially when her own world was falling apart around her. Unfortunately, Renee was too much of an asset to the WWE and it would look shady if she fired the woman for problems she had nothing to do with. Still, Stephanie had to make Kinsley suffer somehow and wondered how she could hurt Renee without taking her job. Maybe she was targeting the wrong person in Kinsley's life.

"I believe you. That's why I'm not going to punish you for what she did." Stephanie placed her hand on Renee's shoulder, feeling the relief coursing through the woman's body and smirked. "But you have to answer a few questions for me in exchange for my generosity."

Renee felt her mouth turn dry, slowly looking up at Stephanie through wide golden brown orbs and nodded. "Name it; anything."

One thing about Renee was her work ethic was admirable and she was extremely cooperative. "Why don't you tell me the relationship your niece has with a certain WWE Superstar of ours…"


Stamford, Connecticut is where Raw emanated from the night after the Royal Rumble. Kinsley had watched from the hotel after Jon exposed her as the liar she couldn't deny she was. It broke her heart watching Joe and Jon end up as 2 of the final 4 participants left in the match. She thought for sure Jon would win because the company had been going back and forth between him and Joe for months. As far as she knew, Jon was slated to win. So when he was dumped over the top rope like as sack of potatoes at the hands of Big Show and Kane –Paul Wight and Glen Jacobs-, Kinsley felt like ripping her hair out of her skull. Big Show couldn't move worth a damn in the ring and neither could Kane. They did the same thing to several other Superstars that deserved to win the match if Joe didn't, eliminating every single one of them. Kinsley didn't understand what the company could've been thinking and she was relieved when Joe ended up coming out of the match victorious, winning his first Royal Rumble match. As much as she wanted it to be Jon, Kinsley was proud of Joe since she'd befriended him over the past 2 months along with Maura.

Speaking of Maura, Kinsley never planned on revealing the truth about her to Vince McMahon, even if it was her job to tell him everything regarding the Mail-Order Bride business. She didn't want to destroy Maura and Joe's happiness because they were legitimately in love and good-hearted people. There was no reason to expose Maura's secret. Coming back to the hotel to retrieve Maura's file had also been an act of foolishness. Kinsley should've destroyed Maura's file when she first discovered she was part of the Mail-Order Bride scheme. She had to make sure the woman was completely in love with Joe first, not wanting the man to have his heart broken by being used for his fame and fortune. Kinsley dialed Maura's cell phone number so many times to explain what happened, but every time she went to push send, she lost her nerve and ended the call.

She was the last person Maura would want to hear from.

Upon arrival at the arena, Kinsley was summoned to Stephanie McMahon-Levesque's office by a backstage technician. She could only imagine what the Princess had in store for her now that she knew the truth about why Kinsley had really been hired. After crying for hours on end over losing Jon, Kinsley had to pick herself back up and continue on with life. The Mail-Order Bride and her reason for being hired into the company had nothing to do with him, but yet Jon left her due to Joe being in the middle of it because of Maura. The more Kinsley thought about it, the angrier and resentful she became toward him. She would understand if the situation involved him and she had lied directly to his face, but Kinsley hadn't. Not once. What business was it of his what she actually did in the company? None – zero.

Paul looked up when the door swung open and Kinsley walked in, a cool calculated smile on her face. "Make this quick, I have a job to do."

Kinsley blatantly ignored Seth Rollins' presence as well as Paul, her eyes only for Stephanie. Gritting her teeth at Kinsley's attitude, Stephanie clenched her fists tightly in her lap and remained seated behind the wide black desk. All she wanted to do was wipe the smile from Kinsley Moore's face, preferably with her hand.

"You will be commentating Raw tonight along with Superstars." She announced tightly, pursing her lips together when Kinsley just raised a brow at her. "Not happy with that, Moore?"

"I am, just didn't expect it so soon." Kinsley was confused, wondering if this was a trick and leaned back into the chair, crossing one leg over the other. "I'm curious though."

"About?"

"Well, the last discussion we had wasn't exactly friendly and I'm wondering what the catch is by promoting me to Raw." Kinsley wasn't stupid, reading between the lines and tapped her fingers against the armrest of the chair she occupied.

This is where Stephanie's plan began, a wicked smile of her own crossing her glossy lips. "You've been doing well on Superstars and Main Event, so we decided to give you the opportunity to show your talent on live television for a change. That's all." No it wasn't, but Kinsley didn't need to see the truth just yet. "Remember, you have to stay biased out there and focus on calling the action. No favoritism."

Not buying it for a second they were merely giving her an opportunity, Kinsley stood up from the chair and planted her hands on the desk in front of Stephanie. "Just remember what I told you, Princess. Do not cross me or you will regret it. Thank you for the opportunity." Pushing away from the desk, Kinsley left the office shutting the door behind her and went to find Michael Cole and John Bradshaw Layfield. Jerry Lawler was no longer on Raw because of health issues.

"That BITCH!" Stephanie shrieked, slamming her fisted hands down on the desk and felt Paul walk up behind her to rub her shoulders.

"Don't worry, babe, we'll nail her where it hurts tonight. I promise you that."

Stephanie could only hope Paul was true to his word.


"Welcome to Monday Night Raw!"

"There's been a lot of controversy over what happened at the Royal Rumble last night and I wanna show you some footage to those who don't know what we're talking about."

Kinsley rolled her eyes while Stephanie and Paul relayed what transpired at the Royal Rumble, trying to make the fans believe Roman Reigns didn't deserve to win. It was the same song and dance; couldn't the writers come up with something original? Nevertheless, she sat quietly with Michael Cole and Layfield listening, a small smile curving her lips at the sound of Jon's theme entrance blaring through the speakers. Joe was out next, both of them standing on opposite sides of the ring with Joe in front of the announcer's table and Jon blocking the way up the ramp.

"Now – now boys, you don't want to do something that'll jeopardize your road to WrestleMania, do you?" Stephanie taunted, her tone full of warning and stood her ground in the ring alongside her husband. "I mean Dean, do you honestly believe Roman deserved to win that match when you put just as much heart into it as he did – if not more?"

Jon would only admit to himself the Princess knew how to stir the pot, his eyes glancing past her briefly to spot his ex-girlfriend, Kinsley Moore, at the announcer's table during Raw. When did that happen? He snorted, using the anger flowing through his veins to his advantage and held the microphone close to his mouth.

"Well Boss, Roman won the damn thing fair and square, so it really doesn't matter who was in the match longer. Though, I do find it disgraceful you sent your old goons after me, but it's cool. I'm not the least bit upset about it. I look forward to a fight every time I step in that ring and nothing will EVER change that! So stop screwing around with Roman's win, accept it and give me a fight already!" Jon dropped the microphone, throwing down the challenge to the bosses and waited, already peeling his leather jacket off to reveal a gray beater.

Kinsley had a hard time focusing at the sight of Jon, somehow managing to do it without stumbling over her words. "Looks like Ambrose is ready for a fight tonight, gentlemen." She said in her headset, trying to keep her tone neutral and congratulated herself barely doing so.

"Funny you should say that, Dean, because my husband and I were talking backstage and decided you do need to prove yourself. And since you're so EAGER for a fight tonight, I'm happy to oblige." Jon had played right into her hands and Stephanie could not wipe the smile from her face, blue eyes glittering maliciously. "So tonight, it will be Dean Ambrose, the Unstable One in a match to show his true heart and purpose in the company. A 5-on-1 handicapped match against all 5 members of the Authority. In case you don't know who I'm talking about, here they come now. The Big Show, Kane, J & J Security and the FUTURE of the WWE – Mr. Money in the Bank himself, Seth Rollins!"

"WHAT?!" Michael Cole shrieked in his headset while Kinsley just sat there, stone faced, but the inside of her body was going haywire, stomach twisting dangerously. "JBL, Kinsley, Dean Ambrose will be slaughtered tonight by the Authority!"

"Serves him right." JBL snorted, shrugging when Kinsley shot him a dark look. "Sorry sweetheart, but he did ask for a fight and now the idiot has bit off more than he can chew."

The segment wasn't over either. "Oh by the way, Dean, if anybody interferes on your behalf, even your best buddy Roman Reigns, they'll be fired on the spot. Good luck in your fight tonight. You'll need it."

"And that match is NEXT!" Stephanie announced, finishing off the segment with the Authority's music flooding the arena and watched Jon slide in the ring while their army made its way down the ramp to start the match after the commercial break.

Kinsley could only watch the destruction of Jon happen before her eyes, unable to comment on most of it and cringed every time his body crashed to the mat or he was struck.

20 minutes later, the massacre ended with Seth delivering a curb stomp to the back of Jon's head, colliding it against his Money in the Bank briefcase. Kinsley covered her mouth with her hand, wanting to go check on Jon and knew her cover couldn't be blown. Not a lot of people in the company knew about her and Jon's relationship, even if it was in shambles right now. As soon as the show went to commercial break, Kinsley left the announcer's table and made her way backstage while Jon was taken to the back on a stretcher. No doubt he had to go to the hospital after the brutal beating he received in the ring. Stephanie had messed with the wrong woman and put her own nail in her coffin by targeting Jon. She had warned the Princess not to do it and she hadn't listened, so Kinsley was left with no choice except to reveal Stephanie's dirty secret to her husband. Not tonight though. Kinsley wanted Stephanie to sweat a little and make her think she'd won before nailing her. Paul and Seth would have to be in the room as well. Vengeance burned brightly in her heart, wanting to hit Stephanie where it hurt her most and knew exactly how to do it.

"Got anything to say about that match, Kinsley?" Stephanie smugly asked, standing by the curtain just as Jon's body was wheeled past them on the stretcher, thoroughly enjoying her masterful plan come to fruition. "Well?"

Smiling back at Stephanie with the same coldness the Princess had, Kinsley did not say a single word, but her violet eyes spoke volumes, spitting purple daggers at the boss. She would pay for this and every injury Jon received at the hands of the Authority, especially Seth Rollins, would be avenged. Swallowing hard at how deceptively calm Kinsley was, Stephanie wondered if she crossed a line with her father's spy tonight and immediately shrugged it off. She was the Billion Dollar Princess and owned part of this company; nobody could touch her.

"Jon." Kinsley caught up with the medical staff and stopped them from loading him into the ambulance, wanting desperately to go with him. "Please, just one minute…"

"Hurry, we have to get him to the hospital."

Kinsley nodded at the lead trainer of WWE, Michael, and looked down at Jon with the oxygen mask over his bloody nose and mouth, tears stinging her eyes. What could she say at this point? Nothing would sound sincere to him and just the look in his eyes told her he wanted nothing to do with her ever again. Still, Kinsley felt she had to say something and to check to make sure he was still alive after the brutal beating he endured because of her.

"I'm sorry." She murmured, stepping back when Jon just looked away from her and shut his eyes, his body being loaded into the back of the ambulance moments later. "I'm so sorry, Jon…" Kinsley turned and went back inside the arena to grab her things, refusing to finish her commentating on Raw. Her job was secure and all Kinsley wanted was to numb the pain quelling in her heart with a heavy volume of alcohol and a cold lonely bed.