Chapter 53
Chacia smirked, taking a swig of her whiskey and draped an arm around Jon's neck, laying a big wet kiss on his cheek. "Just remember, Good, you're the one who let me beat the hell out of you. You didn't have to do it, but you chose to LET me do it."
She clinked her glass with Cody and then her man, giggling at the playful glare he shot at her. Despite what happened earlier that night with the stalker, Chacia was still on cloud nine over the fact she would be a WWE Superstar. She had made her ultimate dream come true and not even a stalker would stop her from signing on the dotted line.
"She makes a good point there, kid." Cody refilled their glasses with a soft chuckle. "I got a meeting with Stephanie in the morning, so I can't stay up too much longer."
"Old man."
"Don't make me take you over my knee, Chacey."
She rolled her eyes, nuzzling Jon's neck affectionately.
"I'll take her over MY knee, how about that?" Jon chuckled, catching her lips in a chaste kiss when she was done with his neck. "Not in front of the old timer." He growled.
"Jesus Christ, you two make me sick…" Cody rolled his eyes, already deciding this was his last drink. It should probably be hers as well. "Well, finally, my top two made it and I am so proud of you, Chacia."
"Me too, darlin'."
Staring into his eyes, her heart swelled at his words because he was genuinely proud of her. Jon was happy that she made it and she knew Cody was over the moon. "Don't make promises you can't keep, Good." Chacia murmured, giggling when Cody stood up and announced he was going to bed before he threw up over them, wishing them both a good night. Once the door was closed, Chacia finished her second glass of whiskey and moved to straddle Jon's lap, kissing him a little deeper. The taste of him mixed with whiskey was intoxicating. "So, what was that about taking me over your knee?"
"You say that now, wait until you're up bright and early to sign paperwork with a blistered ass." He teased, raising his hand and wiggled his fingers at her. This hand could lay a man out flat or caress his woman until she was sobbing for release. Jon bet he could find some sort of middle ground just for her ass. "Course," He nipped at her pulse point, growling softly. "You may always find you like having your ass paddled… especially if I'm balls deep in that beautiful pussy of yours."
Grinding on his lap a few times teasingly, Chacia traced his lips with the tip of her tongue before kissing him again, pressing her chest against his. "There's only one way to find out and I'll sleep when I'm dead. I'd rather have my delicious man be balls deep inside of me until dawn." That sounded like a damn fine idea, actually, and the whiskey was loosening her tongue a little more than normal. She wanted to make it clear to him, at the end of the night, she would always be in his bed and nothing would ever change that, not even this storyline. "Come on Jon, fuck me until I'm raw."
The last time he had fucked her raw, he had left her swollen and bruised. It had been quite some time since that moment, so… he drained the rest of his whiskey and leaned over to set the glass down on the nightstand before standing up, her in his arms. "Your wish is my command, Chacia." He informed her, dropping her onto the mattress and wasted no time in peeling those clothes from her, his eyes raking over her flushed form. Jon did, however, take a quick second to set the alarm on the clock and then on both their cells, just in case. Rubbing his palms together, he climbed onto the bed, kneeling over her. "Raw?" At her nod, he grinned wickedly.
Poor Cody probably hated them after the amount of noise they made that night, but neither cared. It was possibly the most intense sexual encounter with Jon she'd experienced yet and every bruise, every mare of her skin, was worth it. Chacia slowly opened her eyes when the alarm went off, her pussy still tingling from only a few hours ago when Jon was pounding her relentlessly, making her scream and beg for him. It was such a delicious ache, she slowly pushed herself up and touched the spot where her neck met shoulder, smiling at the new mark he left on her. He didn't use teeth this time, but it was still a nice purple, blue and red – it looked like a blood bruise, actually. Looking over at him snoring away, she smiled and ruffled his short hair before slipping out of bed, needing a shower desperately.
Cody was up, bright and early, and he had learned that he could never, ever share a suite or probably even a house with those two. They were loud, obnoxious and he had honestly thought that Jon was beating the hell out of Chacia. He had been gearing up to go in and save her or something and then he had heard her screaming for more, instant whiskey vomit. Hesitantly, Cody pushed open the adjacent door once he heard movement and rolled his eyes at the sight of Jon standing up, yawning and scratching his balls, slapping a hand over his eyes.
"You two suck."
Jon began laughing, looking around for his pants from the night before. "Sometimes."
"Good morning, cousin." Chacia was beaming from ear to ear, a towel wrapped around her body and had her hair wrapped up in another, accepting a soft kiss from Jon. "Coffee…we need coffee…and food." She was famished after that strenuous workout with him and laughed when he smacked her backside. It was sore, but she relished in the pain because it was a pain/pleasure mixture. "Get in the shower, there's plenty of hot water left and I'll order us some food." It was her turn to smack his backside, winking at his playful growl and Cody once again left the room.
Jon naked, Chacia in nothing but a towel, mutual slapping of the ass. Cody wasn't awake enough for these shenanigans. He was glad they were together and happy, but dear god he did not need to see that much flesh on people he had known since kids. Cody felt old as dirt and mildly grossed out, which was a good thing, he supposed.
Jon was enjoying the hot water and he made sure to take the washcloth and scour the hell out of the gouges those nails of hers had left in his chest, hissing through clenched teeth. So worth it, every last bit and he smirked, knowing she was going to have to wear something that kept that bruise on her neck covered. Mindful that she would be on TV soon enough, he hadn't bitten the area, remembering how swollen it had gotten the last time.
Just as she finished dressing, her cell rang and it was a quarter to 11, so she wasn't surprised it was Stephanie calling, asking her, Jon and Cody out to breakfast. "I was just about to order some breakfast for us too, Stephanie. You have really good timing."
"Yeah well, just my nature. Meet us in, let's say, a half hour at the address I'll text you. It's casual, no need to get dressed up."
"Okay, we'll see you then." Chacia hung up and received the text from Stephanie not even 30 seconds later, smiling before going to inform her cousin what the game plan was. "She wants to kill two birds with one stone, apparently."
Not only were Chacia, Jon and Cody invited, but so was Colby. Stephanie was going to kill THREE birds with one stone by discussing the angle with all three people that would be involved, as well as finalize things with Cody.
"Sounds good, cuz." Cody kissed the top of her head and packed up his things, knowing he would be catching a flight straight after breakfast was over with to return to his own job and life.
Chacia knocked on the bathroom door just as Jon shut the shower off and stepped out, handing him a towel. "We're going out to eat with Stephanie and Triple H with Cody, so try to hurry up. We gotta leave in like 5 minutes." She wasn't joking and closed the door, hearing him cursing with a giggle.
"Breakfast with Stephanie and Paul?" Jon asked when he came out of the bathroom, clean and properly dressed, frowning when Chacia relayed the conversation. "Crap… that just seems awkward." Stephanie could be terrifying, and he rarely saw her out of work functions. This was sort of work-related, but it was breakfast. Weird. He shrugged at the look Chacia gave him. "Women in power terrify me."
"Bro, that's really sexist." Cody chided.
"No, no, it's not… well, maybe. I fully believe a woman is capable of doing a job a man can and I think Steph has done a better job than her old man," Because Vince was insane. "But she also makes me feel anxious, like a kid, you know?"
"She made it clear you are to attend. I think she wants to talk about this new angle they're gonna do with you and Colby with me involved." Chacia guessed, already having her shoes on and could see the anxiety in his eyes. "Hey, you have nothing to worry about." She leaned up, softly brushing her lips against his and caressed his bearded covered face. "I'll be right there to protect you." Cody snickered and Jon went red before a growl escaped him, sending a shiver down Chacia's spine. "Come on, let's go get this over with and at least we're gonna be eating good. I really need coffee too."
"You and me both." Cody yawned, not getting hardly any sleep thanks to these two.
Chacia laced her fingers with Jon as they left the hotel together, heading out for breakfast with the bosses.
When they arrived, Stephanie and Paul were already seated, along with Colby, all three of them sipping their respective drinks. Stephanie hadn't ordered anything food wise, just the urn of coffee. She smiled, standing up alongside her husband when she spotted the trio.
"Well, you look… tired." She observed, staring at Cody intently.
"I'm not used to sleeping in a hotel." He replied with an easy grin, not about to tell Stephanie McMahon the truth. She had two Superstars with voracious bedroom appetites and loud issues.
Jon's eyes were fastened on Colby, forcing himself to smile politely before glancing down at Chacia.
Did she know about dipshit being here?
Chacia swallowed hard at the sight of Colby at the table joining them, not having a clue he would be here. She would've told Jon otherwise and hoped he knew that. She tightened her grip on his hand a little, squeezing to keep him calm and looked up at him, her eyes conveying what she wanted to say. Reaching out when Paul extended his hand, she shook it and then Stephanie's before taking their seats. Why the hell was fate out to punish her? She was literally sandwiched between Colby and Jon at the breakfast table, never releasing Jon's hand. Cody was seated next to Jon while Colby was next to Stephanie and then Paul. This was going to either be a disaster in the making or the tensest, awkward breakfast meeting she'd ever endured.
It was a catch 22. Dating outside the company generally didn't work out because not many people could tolerate the long distance, constantly on the go, traveling aspect. Or some people just tended to cheat because those long nights alone got lonely. On the other hand, dating within the company meant one had their partner with them, but if something went wrong, it got tense and awkward fast. Stephanie ignored the three adults, all obviously feeling uncomfortable, and shot her husband a knowing smile. Thank the stars she didn't have to worry about any of that, even if Paul hadn't loved her, he would never leave her because she'd kill what was left of his career.
"So, let's order before we start getting to business, shall we?"
Once everyone had their breakfast ordered, along with drinks, it was time to get down to business. It was no surprise everyone wanted coffee, needing that extra jolt of energy. Then Stephanie turned her attention to Cody, asking him about the rights to the footage and offered him a decent amount of money for it. Even Chacia was stunned by the amount, wondering if Cody would accept it or not and sipped her coffee slowly.
That kind of money would really help out the wrestling school, not to mention put him in the public eye more. "Do you want the rights permanently or short-term?" He asked, remembering what Jon said the previous night and wasn't surprised when Stephanie requested them to be permanent for legal reasons. "So down the road, you might wanna use this footage again in montages and shit?"
"Precisely. Is the amount not enough because we can give you more?" Stephanie offered, not having a problem tacking onto the amount they offered him. It was an offer for a reason and this was a negotiation.
Cody shared a look with Jon, seeing the hesitation in the man's eyes, but if they were adding MORE money to this… "How much more we talking?"
Stephanie smiled, writing down a new amount and passed it over to Cody.
Cody blinked, covering his mouth with his hand even though it looked like he was stroking his facial hair and cleared his throat. "Wow…" There was no way he could pass this up, not with the bills he had and how much it took to run his school. "I'm sold, where do I sign?"
Jon DID say to make sure they paid a lot of money, so Chacia was glad Cody had taken that advice seriously.
Hell, Jon had no idea how much Stephanie had offered, but it was probably beyond a fair price. She wasn't above haggling for a good deal and he bet Paul had put a bee in her bonnet about the school. He had come from there, along with Chacia. Paul was probably expecting more Superstars to be produced, so a high sum as an investment, as well as maintaining good relations, was just smart business.
"Now then, the second reason we're having this breakfast meeting…" Stephanie pulled out a folder and handed it over to Chacia, her blue eyes gleaming happily. "This is your contract and, remember, this is a negotiation, so if you're not satisfied with the numbers, we can work something else out."
Swallowing hard, Chacia reached for the envelope and could FEEL Jon's eyes boring into her as she slowly opened it, beginning to read. Her eyes got wider and wider, especially when she arrived at the starting amount for a WWE Superstar. It was MUCH more generous than being on the medical team, that was for sure!
"My god…" She whispered, covering her mouth with her hand and couldn't imagine what she'd do with this kind of money.
Definitely giving some to Cody to help with the wrestling school crossed her mind. A half an hour later, while Stephanie and Paul conversed with Colby and Jon about their feud, giving Chacia time to read through her contract, she finally looked up from it and pulled a pen out of her purse, the clicking sound reverberating around the table. This was her dream. This was where she'd always wanted to end up. This was everything to her, but Chacia couldn't help hesitating anyway due to her relationship with Jon and the stalker. Shoving all the doubts away, Chacia scrawled her signature on the dotted line and dated it before closing the folder, handing it back to Stephanie after she finished what she was saying.
"Thank you," Stephanie slid it into her briefcase. "I'll have a copy made and sent to you today."
She was quite pleased with how today had turned out. Exclusive, forever rights to that footage, an investment in Cody and his school… Chacia. This storyline would be great, and she already knew it was going to bring in the viewers, as well as crowds. Analytics had shown that it was one of the highest watched videos on Youtube in 2018 and it had only been put on around Thanksgiving!
