"Wow, this is beautiful." she whispered, as we first drove up to the front porch.
"Thanks...it's a project I've been working on for years, until I got it just right." I told, her, as I parked my car in front of my house, and we both hopped out , and walked up the front steps, of my house.
AS I fumbled to get the key out, i noticed her looking up, at the night sky, and at all the pretty stars, she then tucked her tiny arm, in between, mine, and we entered my home.
We walked inside, and I showed her all of the rooms in my house.
"This is the kitchen, my mom, and sister, actually designed it for me." I said, as I flicked the light on." It's beautiful." she said again, as I proceeded to show her the entire house, from the guest rooms, the bathrooms, the den, the attic, the living room, the dining room, and finally.. my bedroom.
"I have got to admit something." Stephanie said later that night, as we laid on the bed together, that night talking, and snacking on cheddar and sour cream potato chips.
"What?" I asked her as I ran my fingers through, her hair.
"This house really reminds me of my father's house." she said, swallowing chip.
"How", I asked her surprised, opening a bottle of water.
"I don't know, guess it just seems warm, and Victorian, and it's in about the same area of Greenwich" she said. "Oh." I said.
We had talked a lot that night, and I had learned, that Stephanie was a lot like me, at times, and also a lot different from me sometimes.
Like for an example, we both loved Mustangs, football, and stuff crusted pizzas, and lots of other stuff, but on the other hand, she had never been to a public school, or a real football game, she'd never worked a day in her life, she'd never drank, she had only had three serious boyfriends, in her entire life, and she had never seen New York City, because Vince had completely sheltered her from all things he thought that made her 'grown-up'
I noticed that she was a total virgin, when it came to life, but all the more reason, to convert her to the fun side, the wild side of life.
Then there was a silence.
And instantly, an idea, popped into my head, which was how I got all my ideas, spontaneously.
"Hey, you want to do something really crazy?" I asked her hurriedly.
"Like what, kind of crazy?" she asked me timidly, as she raised up, off her side, of the silky fabric comforter.
"Like this, come on." I said, as I grabbed he hand, and pulled her out of bed.
"Where are we going." she laughed.
"Here." I said as we finally had reached the outside of my house, to see my in-ground pool. The light breeze felt good, against my skin, and the pool was a pretty glowing blue color, with those same gorgeous stars, shining on her face, making her look like an angel.
"Oh, no, not at 1:30 in the morning...that's crazy." she laughed, but before she could finish her sentence, I had picked her up, and jumped in the pool with her.
The water splashed over both of us, and we ended up against the pool wall, kissing the whole time.
"Do you ever think before you do these crazy things?" she asked, between kisses.
"Nope...that's the fun part." I whispered, as I kissed her neck.
I knew that Stephanie had never done anything, crazy like that, so it was fun, and arousing for both of us.
After about an hour, we went back, inside, took off all our wet clothes, dried ourselves off and collapsed, in bed. We were exhausted, from all that had happened, in the last 48 hours.
I went to sleep, easily for the first time in about a year, with Stephanie in my arms, I held her close, inhaled, her scent, of perfume, and tucked my head between her neck and chin, and finally knew that my insomnia was finally coming to an end.
The next Morning
That next morning, I got up, to find, that Steph was again up, and had been talking to someone on her cell phone, I watched as she talked for a few more seconds, as she sat on the side, of the bed, and noticed, that her voice seemed solemn. I hoped nothing was wrong.
Her still particially damp hair, was tucked behind her eyes, and her fingers were still pruned, of water, from the night before.
" Mornin', beautiful." I said to her, after she had hung the phone up, a few minutes later.
She turned and smiled.
"Good morning." She said.
"I'm beginning to think you're a morning person." I said, as she giggled, while I rolled over to her, and started to run my fingers through her hair.
"I'm beginning to think that you're not." she said, we both laughed.
"Who was that?" I asked her, as I could tell that who ever it was on the phone was troubling her.
"It was my father...apparently he'll be flying into Greenwich soon, with his lawyer, from Los Angeles, and he can't wait to see me." she sighed.
I finally raised up, as she laid across my chest.
"This has got to get easier." she said.
"It will, babe, don't worry." I said to her.
She raised her watch in front of her face and saw the digital numbers change from 9:45, to 9:46.
"He'll be here at ten." she commented.
"You better get out of here then." I said to her.
"You're right." she groaned.
She then, rolled over, and kissed me, I held her waist, and kissed her back.
"I'll call you." I said, touching her chin.
"Alright...but be careful...my father is absolutely nuts over this wedding thing...if he sees you, he'll have a fit." she said.
"Ahh...relax, I'll be fine." I said to her.
And with that, I walked her out to he car, kissed her, and then went back inside to get some rest.
That next Night Thursday Night Smack down
I had talked to Stephanie 7 times at a total. She had told me that Vince was more than furious because he couldn't find a loop hole in our marriage, and that later that night he had planned to make my life hell.
I had again told her not to worry, and that I would take care of it.
She said she'd be okay, so I told her I'd see her later that night.
During Smackdown, Steph was right I had had a three on one handicap match, and after DX helped me against, Rocky, Big Show, and Shane McMahon, We walked up the ramp the ramp, just as Vince nailed me in the back of the head with a chair.
"Triple H, at Armageddon, after this match is over so too, will be your marriage to my daughter because I promise you this I will beat you from heaven all the down to hell!" Vince yelled furiously as DX helped me backstage.
"For the next 3 weeks The McMahon's and I feuded like hell.
I was hit with a lead pipe, a championship belt, and another steel chair.
I had snuck and saw Stephanie more often than usual, she wanted me to be careful, and stop getting hurt, but I just couldn't help it, couldn't resist a fight.
In addition to all the fighting we had been doing in the ring, Stephanie and I had also had a little fun, laying the lie on thick with our fake backstage promos.
Like the one we did the Monday after her wedding, I was sitting in my locker room, with X-Pac, talking and waiting for my match, when Stephanie quietly walked in, holding annulment papers.
"Look Hunter I'm serious you really need to sign the papers." I remembered her saying, as she pretended to be upset, and push her hair behind her ears.
"Wait a minute, Mrs. Helmsley, The Outlaws are in the shower, and they're all soaped up, why don't you go on and make yourself at home, and I'll be in there in a second." he smirked, as Stephanie pretended to be annoyed, I snickered, and playfully slapped X-Pac's arm.
"What?" he said looking innocent.
"That's my wife, man." I said.
"Oh hey a thousand pardons." X-pac said laughing.
"You know what? You know what, I'm really trying to be serious here. Hunter, I'm appealing to you as a human being." Stephanie started as X-pac and I started smothering into laughter.
"I would hope that you have some shred of decency in you. You've ruined my life! You got what you want. You've driven my father absolutely crazy. Listen, it's over now. Would you please just sign these papers, please?" Stephanie began again, once we had finished laughing.
"Alright, hey look...in complete seriousness... In all seriousness, okay, being completely serious here... are we getting in the shower or not? I mean, c'mon, the water's hot!" I said, as Stephanie stared at us emotionless.
AS TOLD by me, Stephanie was such a good actress that sometimes I thought she actually was back with The McMahon's, but I knew that since she came home with me every night that it wasn't so.
After some more insulting slurs, and a few more weeks of ignorant, classless, promos, in, and outside, the ring, and a few more weeks of sneaking around, and secret phone calls...before I knew it had been a whole month.
And that had meant that the Pay Per View was coming up, and Vince and I would finally fight for Stephanie, and my WWF title shot.
The stimulations had been set up, the Thursday before the fight Sunday.
If I were to loose (which I wasn't) Stephanie's marriage would be annulled, and I would never get another chance to be The WWF Champion again.
But If I won, Then God forbid, Stephanie would legally have to stay married to yours truly, and I would get a title match against Big Show for the belt, which I so richly deserved.
So the stakes were high, and Stephanie was going crazy worrying.
And sneaking around with her was getting harder, and harder, since Vince had finally thought he won the war against myself and DX. And to top it all off, Test, Shane, and Chyna were all on my case, and driving me crazy.
"You, bastard!" Chyna had yelled The Wednesday after my national wedding.
She had busted her way through into my hotel room, and hit me with a pillow.
"HOW, in the world, could you marry that cheat slut, when you promised me that we would have a future together." she screamed.
She was wearing, a tank top, with showed her pierced naval, and some short, blue jean shorts, with some knee high boots on.
"Chy, I have never promised you that." I said blankly, as I pushed her out of my way.
"No...but you implied that!" she yelled.
"No...I haven't, now move." as I maneuvered my way through my hotel room getting my bags together.
"Okay I see what is going on, you are going soft, and all of us have to pay for it, right?" she said having a conversation with her self as I ignored her.
"You know what, fine, but I tell you one thing, when you are sitting at home with your pretty, rich, gated community, taneroxic, wash board tummy, ditzy, never seen New York City wife, I want you to remember me." she said as I laughed her off.
"And one other thing...does your pretty little wife know about all the women you have been with?" she said with her hands on her hips.
I cringed, as I thought about it.
AS TOLD by me, I have to admit, I had had a dirty past and a reputation with women...but that was before I married Stephanie, and now that part of my life was over.
"Chyna listen, it's really none of your concern about my marriage, so could you please leave." I said to her, as I opened the door, she reached for her purse and started to leave, but not before saying... "And before I go, Hunter why don't you give Miss Tiffany Bessire a call, she'll be waiting on her check." Chyna said.
I had finally pushed Chyna out of my room, but it was just then when I had a chance to think about what she had said.
AS TOLD by me, Tiffany Bessire had been one of my ex-girlfriends, that relationship had ended about 9 months ago, and we had dated for a while , before I knew it it had been a whole week.
Now what Chyna meant by 'give her a call' 'she'll be waiting on her check' I had no idea, but I had enough time to think about that later.
Then I had to call Steph, and we'd talk for the rest of that night, until either one of us fell asleep on the phone, and then I'd call it a night, and see her at the Pay Per View.
2:00 am
"I miss you." she whispered.
"I miss you, too, I'm all alone." I whispered laughing.
She giggled.
"You know I can't wait until all of this is over... and we're finally together." she said, warmly.
"I can't wait either, because I am sick of hiding this." I said.
"I know." she said.
"I finally got Andrew to break up with me." she whispered happily.
AS TOLD by me, that was part of our plan to get Andrew to break up with Stephanie so that he would not expect that we were together again. So Stephanie acted pathetic and started to cry all the time around him, and eventually, he came to her and told her that he thought it would be best to call off the engagement.
I laughed again.
"What a wuss." I said, she laughed.
"So where are you now?" I asked her.
"At home, my parents finally went to sleep, and they let some of my friends stay over, for um...'moral support' so Sami, Jenifer, and Allison are sleep." she said.
"That's cool...but hey I better get off this phone before the battery totaly goes out." she said.
"I know we've been talking since 12:00." she laughed.
"I love you." I said.
"I love you too." she said, and with that we both hung up the phone and went to sleep, I never knew if Stephanie dreamed about me that night, but I sure know that I dreamed about her.
Sunday
December 12, 1999
Armageddon Night
I was sweating bullets before I walked out past the curtain, among the wild cheering fans.
Roaddogg had gotten Stephanie a front row seat to the pay per view, and wished us both the best of luck when we had come snuck into my locker room, right before the curtain call.
Test had completely left the story at this point, and I couldn't help but be pissed at him, if he loved Stephanie sooo much, he would be the one fighting for his woman, his wife, his soul mate...and not late her 49 year old father have to take the cake.
But anyhow as I walked out into the bright lights of the ring, I only had two thing on my mind.
1: I had to win this match.
and
2: How me and Stephanie would finally be together, tonight.
Then finally Vince came out to the ring, and the match was on, I heard the bell ring, and attacked.
"The fifty-three-year-old chairman of this organization will take on the twenty-eight-year-old son-in-law Triple H! If Triple H wins, his marriage to Stephanie stays intact and a WWF title shot is in his future! But if Vince wins, King, Stephanie and Triple H's marriage will be annulled! And I guarantee you, no chance in hell for Triple H to be back in the WWF title hunt!" JR said from the announcer's table with Jerry 'The King' Lawler.
The Match went on 25 minutes, as we brutally beat each other across the ring. I thought it would be a piece of cake but I had to admit, he put up, a damn good fight.
I knew that it was killing Stephanie to see me getting hurt like I was, especially when Mankind ran out to try to help Vince, and Stephanie had to pretend to have a smile on.
After I beat Mick Foley's ass too, I continued the fight with Vince, as the street fight, reluctantly, made it's way outside.
We fought from car to car, in the parking lot, as Vince and I finally came back into the ring.
After about 30 more minutes, Vince and I had officially been fighting for 55 minutes.
Until, it came down to the moment of truth.
I got out the sledge hammer, and purposely dropped it, so Vince could get it.
Vince pushed me into the corner, as planned, I fell, and begged him, not to hit me, as Stephanie yelled his name and them jumped over the barricade, and into the ring, and asked if she could hit me with the sledge hammer.
Vince happily gave his daughter the hammer, she winked at me, as we went on with our plan and in the second she turned her head, I grabbed the sledge hammer, and nailed Vince in the stomach, as he fell to the ground, laying unconscious.
Stephanie slid down, rubbing his head, and screaming 'Daddy, I'm so sorry.." over and over again, as I evilly smiled, and took the Sledge hammer, and started to hit Stephanie with it.
"Oh no... my God, not this! For the love of God!" JR yelled!
"Don't you do that! You son of a bitch! Don't you hit her!" JR and King screamed, but before I could hit her, she looked up at me, and smiled, and evil smile.- as she stood up, and hugged me, I held her tight, as the crows went wild tiring to figure out what was going on, most of them were booing, and the others were in total contusion.
I raised Stephanie's hand in victory, as we walked out of the ring, as Vince lay there unconscious.
"WHAT"
"What is this? Stephanie McMahon-- has-- she turned her back on her father! And Vince is not even aware of it, King! Vince McMahon is unconscious"
"WHAT"
"My God, I don't believe this. Somebody tell me this is not true! Somebody tell me that little girl has not turned her back on her father"
"I think that little girl... I... I don't know what to think about that little girl!" Lawler and J.R. said as Stephanie makes her heel turn and embraces me.
We freaked everybody out that saw us backstage, as they all ran in fear.
I'll never forget, on that night, that J.R said that the night, Stephanie and I finally aligned, and gained control of the company The WWF lost it's virginity.
And AS TOLD by me it was true.
It was no longer ran the baby face of The company, Rocky, or totally dictated by Vince it was the hardcore unfortunate truth.
We eventually escaped the paparazzi that attacked us once we got outside with pictures, and got back to our car, and drove away to our hotel room.
When we finally reached our hotel room, we went straight to the bedroom , and had another amazing night.
That morning, when I woke, up, Stephanie had been playing with my hair, with my head in her lap.
I looked up at her smiled, as she giggled.
"Well, how does it feel, to be officially titled Mrs. Helmsley?" I asked her.
She put her fingers to her mouth as if she was thinking.
"Hmm, it feels great." she said.
I smiled and we kissed.
"My mom called again, for like the hundredth time, she said with a mixture of anger, sadness, and confusion, in her voice.
"Ohh." I said sitting up.
"What did she say?" I asked her.
She looked up at me with her piercing blue eyes and said.
"Same thing she wants me to meet her on neutral grounds so we can talk ...she thinks I've gone crazy and she wants me to, go and see her therapist." she said, angrily.
I laughed.
"You know if you do want to talk to her.." I began.
"No, Hunter...she is just as bad as Vince she pretended like she didn't know about my kidnapping, when she found out that my Dad and Shane were behind it, she didn't tell me." Stephanie said.
"Wow." I whistled, AS TOLD by me I had never in all my life met a family that was as screwed up as The McMahon Family.
"Yeah...but not really since I get to be with you, and not be afraid for paparazzi to snap pictures in my face." she smiled.
We kissed again, this time longer.
"But honestly, I can not wait to see all their faces tonight on Raw, when I explain my backstabbing...it'll break her heart." Stephanie said, as I laughed, along with her, and I kissed her again.
"So what's on, the agenda for today?" she asked seductively, as she reached over, and picked up a JC
Penny's catalog, advertising Christmas things that was casually thrown across the foot of the bed, and flipped through the pages.
Her hair was wet, and was hanging down her shoulders, making me guess that she had again been up early, and taken a shower, and she was wrapped up, in a white cashmere bathrobe.
I yawned half expecting for her to already have plans for the day but she didn't.
"Well, We better get things ready for tonight...you know swing by production, make sure the card for the night is perfect with al the matches that we want, you know that sort of thing." I said.
"OK." she said, as if mentally writing all of the details down in her head.
"But umm... first, I figured we'd do this." I said as I spontaneously kissed her.
It took her by surprise, but she kissed me back as I rolled over on top of her, and started kissing her neck.
She laughed, as I picked her up, and carried her downstairs.
When we got downstairs, things sort of went from there, and lead to the kitchen table, as I cleared the table, of all that it contained.
I kissed her neck, and went lower, and lower and right when we both started to un-ravel, her bathrobe, the doorbell rang.
I went to the, door the guys came over, Jesse, and Sean, (Billy wasn't able to make it) and as usual, we all cooked breakfast., for each other.
I was hoping that this would not turn into something bad with all of us, under one roof, for the first time, but it didn't, and it was actually pretty nice, and enjoyable.
"What are you guys making?" Stephanie asked, curiously as she came and stood between us.
She was so tiny compared to us as she peered on her the tip of her toes, to see what were doing.
"Well I'm making chocolate chip waffles..." Jesse began.
"And I'm making German scratch sausage." Sean said.
Stephanie smiled brightly.
"That's so cool...really I mean I wish I could cook." Stephanie said.
We laughed.
"No I'm serious I mean like once when I was seven." Stephanie began as we all turned to face her.
"I like tried to make this piece of buttered toast...but like no one ever told me that you can't put the butter on it, while it's in the toaster." she said.
Jesse laughed.
"So...yeah, the house smelled like it was on fire for 3 days, therefore Dad has banned me from the kitchen, until now." Stephanie said.
We all laughed.
"But seriously you've like never cooked?" Sean asked her.
"No... no one ever taught me...my mom never cooked, and for the most part neither did my Dad we always had professional cooks." she said, as she walked back over to where I was, and slid herself underneath my arm, and I kissed her lips briefly.
"Aw, look, Jesse aren't the love birds cute?" they said joking.
"Yeah, funny." I said, as we all sat down at the table to have breakfast.
Then we ate the eggs, I had made, the waffles, and sausage, and ate breakfast.
"So like did you catch the game the other night, H?" Sean had asked me.
"Naw, I missed that one." I said, thinking back three days.
"Well I saw it and let me tell you without Jordan, Chicago would be nothing!" Stephanie said, taking a forkful, of waffle in her mouth.
"You tellin' me him, and Scottie are the only ones scoring the points." said Sean.
I smiled, knowing Steph being a huge sports fan would be a real nice turn on to them.
"You're into sports?" Jesse asked surprised.
"Well I love Basketball, but I live for football...I'm a Dallas junkie." she admitted.
Sean snuffed.
"Bet you they won't make it to the super bowl." he said.
"I'd take that bet...and since they just got this new coach I'd say they're defense is going to be a lot stronger." Stephanie said confidently.
Jesse laughed.
"You'll fit just fine in here Steph." he said.
She smiled at him gratefully.
"Great." She said.
I smiled as I sat back and watched them co-exist without ripping each other's heads off...so far life was good.
After that Stephanie and I went shopping for things we would need now that we would be living together.
We got stuff we would need on the road, such as brushes, shampoo, and snacks that we could eat on planes.
AS TOLD by me, one thing I noticed about being with Stephanie was, that money was never any option. SO instead of going to The Wal-Mart, we would go to the most expensive stores in Greenwich, which was good, for one thing, paparazzi, and crazed fans would never be able to find us there, because they didn't have a reason, to be shopping at the designer store.
After we bought that stuff, we went to an Armani store, to look for Stephanie a new outfit, for tonight. As she had said, she had to look perfect.
She ended up buying a red, elbow sleeved, light sweater, and leather pants. Cost of the shopping trip: only $889.00.
"So you know I think I need a whole new look, you know, besides the clothes." Stephanie described to me as we drove around Greenwich.
I smiled at her.
"I know just the place." I said.
"Really?" she asked me.
"Yep." I said.
Finally we pulled into a beauty salon, where I knew that Stephanie could get a whole new look, in less than an hour.
"Hello, and welcome to Glitter & Glamour Beauty salon." said the old red headed lady as she smiled at us.
There were about 20 other stylists, and makeup artists, around, and a back room, spa treatment, which I knew that Stephanie would love.
"Hello" we both said.
"Well, what can I do for the two of you?" The red head said.
"Well, I really want to change my look...completely, you know really different." Stephanie's soft voice said.
"OK, my dear I'll have just the thing for you, come and sit." Red said, as she motioned for the both of us to walk over to a seat.
"Well, are you the boyfriend?" Red asked me.
"Oh actually we are just married." I said.
"Aww, newlyweds...you two look do look like husband and wife." Red said.
We both smiled.
"Well, If you'll give me a second, to get all my materials." Red said, as we nodded, and she disappeared, behind the manager's desk.
"She's nice." Stephanie commented.
"Yeah, she is." I said.
"Hey, look, I'm going to pick you up, in an hour...I know that you're going to look beautiful." I said. as I kissed her forehead.
"Ok." Stephanie said.
"I love you." she said.
"I love you too." I said, as we kissed again, on the lips, and I then left.
Stephanie told me that after I left the lady had done her hair, gave her a massage, then, gave her a makeover with make-up, and even gave her a whole kit, so she could do it at home.
When the hour was up, and I went to go and get her, she looked gorgeous
Her was from naturally straight to curly, and she had on, eye shadow, lipstick, and some blush.
When I walked up to her, I just smiled.
"You look, beautiful...I didn't think it was possible for you to look more beautiful." I said, as I hugged her.
She picked up, a light purple mirror, on the table, and studied herself, then smiled brightly.
"Oh, my gosh, I look like I could be a model! " she said. "You know this is how Jenny, used to do my make-up, all the time, back in college, when we used to go, out." she said.
"It makes your eyes stand out, you know." I commented, smiling at how happy she was at herself.
AS TOLD by me, I could tell that Stephanie loved dressing up, and putting a whole bunch of make-up.
When most girls start experimenting when they are 13, Stephanie just started, because her parents were so crazy.
So we thanked the stylists one more time, paid, then left, by then it was late, like 4:00 pm...so we went back to my house, reminded the guys what time the plane left, then, packed our bags, and boarded the plane, 1st class.
RAW is WAR December 13, 1999 Live from the Ice Palace, Tampa, FL - sold out
As soon, as we walked into the arena, together, every jaw that had not already dropped, last night, was on the ground.
People were positively shocked to see me and Steph together. And reporters were going wild with the story, snapping pictures like there was no tomorrow.
Stephanie had changed into the outfit, that we had bought earlier that day at Gucci, and her hair, looked perfect.
As for me, I didn't care, what I looked like, I threw on a pair of jeans, and wore, a black DX shirt.
At exactly 8:00 pm, when hit the air, the first words out of JR and King's mouths were "I still can't believe what we saw last night at Armageddon"
"I can't either. We've got to get some answers tonight, J.R.! Why did Stephanie McMahon align herself with Triple H, and what is Vince's "Hey-- brother-- c'mon, give me a hug!" reaction gonna be"
AS TOLD by me, that was another thing Stephanie had in common, we both loved attention, we both loved it, even if it was bad or good.
We both loved publicity.
As soon, as Stephanie and I stepped backstage, were met with Shane McMahon, and he was furious.
"Hey, Shane-o! How's it going, bro? What's happening?" I said, knowing I was being a bastard.
He slapped my hand out his face.
"Get your hand out of my face!" Shane stammered.
"Hey, that's not very nice..." I began, as Stephanie tried to hide a smile.
"You proud of what you did? You only have one family! You proud of what you did?" Shane began to yell.
Then Stephanie nodded which I knew bugged the hell out of him.
"Actually I am." Stephanie said, as I put my arm around her.
Shane started to walk away, but then returned to his sister.
"You only have one family, and you screwed that up. You have NO idea; when you grow up, little girl, you'll finally figure out exactly what you did to your family! You guys make me SICK!"
"Hey-- brother-- c'mon, give me a hug!" I said to stop him from yelling at Stephanie.
"You'll regret this , Steph." Shane said, and with that, he walked away.
Stephanie then smiled, victoriously. "I knew he would say something like that." she said.
"He's sooo corny!" She joked.
"He has no family spirit at all. It's the HOLIDAYS, even!" I said, agreeing with Steph, as we walked right on in the arena, and shocked more of the wrestlers.
After that, Vince called me out to the ring, and was pacing around like a mad man, up, and down the rock hard ring.
I knew for sure that he only had two things on his mind. What I had done to his precious daughter, and that he wanted the crack my head open, with the present sledgehammer, he was holding.
But instead, of me marching down to the ring, and giving him, a piece of my mind, when the smoked cleared, and my music blared through the PA system, Stephanie was the one, to greet her father not me.
The look on his face was priceless, when he first saw Stephanie. His face first registered that he did not recognize who she was, with her new hair, and make-up, makeover.
When she eventually got into the ring, Stephanie was the one doing all the talking, mainly, because, karma, and a cat had got, the old goat's tongue.
Stephanie then, explained to Vince why she turn on him, at Armageddon, and reminded him, about how, he had her abducted, and then had her locked in a rat infested closet with no light, and then the icing on the cake, he had her strapped to a symbol, and sacrificed, just to screw Stone Cold Steve Austin.
The crowd booed, at Stephanie's being heel, and then, once she had left Vince in the ring, and white, and shocked man, I came out and met her on stage, for the second thing we had planned.
I put my arm, around her again, as Vince seethed with hatred and fury.
"Vince... the one mistake I made last night was leaving you in a puddle of your own blood, unconscious, so you couldn't see the deal get sealed"
"So Vince, one more time, just for you, let me put the sealer on it. I'm gonna seal it... with a kiss." I said, and with that, I kissed Stephanie, deeply, as Vince honestly looked like she was going to cry.
After that our music hit, and we then waved good bye, and refrained backstage.
The commentators, JR and King, probably had a fun, time insulting us in live television, while we could not here them, but we didn't care, we were finally together once and for all...Being bad never felt so good.
Shortly after as we had predicted Vince and Shane high tailed it back to their limo, hopped inside, and drove off.
"Get in the car and get me out of here! This place stinks! I can't breathe the same air that son of a bitch breathes! Get me out of here!" I remembered him screaming at the chaffers.
Stephanie and I watched it from the top balcony, above the ramp, where the parking lot, is, as she laid her head, on my chest, and I tucked my head between, her head, and chin.
We both looked at each other without speaking but very much communicating...we both knew that finally.
We had full control of The WWF, all it's finances, stocks, and cards
We were finally getting back at The McMahons
But last and most importantly, we knew that at that moment, we were in it together, and neither one of us, could leave the other, now.
Written by McMahonHelmsleyEra
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I'm sooo sorry I have not updated in a while, but I have just had a major writer's block what with the holidays and all.
I hope that you are enjoying my story, as much as I am enjoying writing it!
And don't forget to read the next chapter, to find out what happens, on the first next week, of The WWF, ran by The Helmsleys! And Be surprised, at all of the may UN- wanted guests!
All in chapter 8, Of AS TOLD by me.
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