CHAPTER 11 - MARKING YOUR TERRITORY

Mim started fiddling with her hair as she glanced at the clock. 2:35pm. It was already afternoon, her meeting with the Divas started at 3pm and she still had a truck load of work to do. Her desk was absolutely covered in files and forms to fill out. It was the start of a new financial year and she had to fill out the forms in regard to logos and trademarks for every single wrestler on the RAW roster. It was absolute hell. She had done from about A to J, but she still had K-Z to do. She couldn't believe how many wrestlers were actually on the RAW roster (which meant Heat also) and she hadn't even got to the Divas yet. She told Steph that it would be easier and faster to just ask the wrestlers to fill in their own forms, but NO! She couldn't do such a thing that would lighten Mim's load. NO WAY! She had to make life that little bit harder to the new Art and Design girl. And on top of that, Steph wanted Mim to set her up with Randy Orton. She wanted Mim to talk to Randy about her. In her dreams! Were the only thoughts that crossed Mim's mind when Steph put it forward to her. There was no way in hell that Mim was going to do Steph a favour. However, Mim did smile graciously back at her semi-boss and tell her that she'd definitely talk to Randy at some stage about it all, but really that meant NEVER! NEVER, NEVER, NEVER, NEVER, NEVER! Oooooh, there was nothing that Mim wanted more than to punch that girl right in her pretty little botox face and break that nose she paid so much for - when it didn't even look good! Mim took a deep breath and settled down. She sat back down at her desk, adjusted her jacked collar, flipped her hair out of her face and took out the next form. Kane.

Knock! Knock!

Mim sighed before answering. This was just what she needed. A visitor. It was probably Steph in here with more errands to run and more forms to fill. Mim was starting to wonder whether that girl did anything at all. All she ever saw Steph doing was kissing Bischoff's ass.

"It's open," Mim called out without looking up from Kane's form.

It was hard to hide the frustration in her tone. Mim refused to look up from Kane's form as she started filling it out with the biro next to her.

"Well, hello to you too!" Randy Orton exclaimed as he closed Mim's office door behind him. Mim did, however, take notice when she heard the 'click' of the door locking.

"What are you doing here?" Mim asked suspiciously as Randy removed his jacket and slung it over the chair on the other side of Mim's desk.

"No, hello, Randy?" Randy inquired as he took a seat on the chair opposite Mim, making himself comfortable. The desk was the only thing separating them now "No, how has your day been, Randy?"

Mim couldn't hide the smile that was working its way across her face. She knew exactly why Randy was here. She knew she had work to do, but hell with the work. It can wait. She wanted to see if she could work this boy right around her little finger.

"What can I do for you, Mr Orton?" Mim flirtatiously smiled at the 3rd generation superstar as she leant on her elbows on the table "Anything I can help with?"

Randy smiled. He decided to play her little game.

"You see I have this little problem," Randy continued as he relaxed in his chair "I seem to have this little 'crick' right here in my neck."

Randy motioned with his hand to a spot just on the back of his neck. Oh, you wanna play, huh? Mim thought to herself as she stood up. Two can play that game!

"Oh no," Mim said as she made her way over to Randy "Let me see if I can do something for you."

A cocky smile found its way onto Randy Orton's face as he felt Mim's soft hands on his neck and shoulder.

"Just here?" Mim whispered in Randy's ear as she started to massage the spot that Randy had pointed to previously.

"Oh yeah!" Randy said closing his eyes at the feeling.

Mim started to move her hands onto Randy's chest. Mim then kissed the spot that Randy had pointed to on his neck. Randy sighed heavily at the feeling. The sexual tension, the sexual desire was filling the room and Randy couldn't hold the urge in any longer. He spun the chair round so he was now facing Mim and his manly hands wrapped around her waist, and before they knew it, Mim was straddling Randy: her arms around his neck and his arms around her waist. Randy moaned against Mim's lips as the pair finally released their sexual desires. Randy's lips once again found themselves moving south, trailing butterfly kisses from Mim's lips, to neck and then Randy was met with Mim's jacket. Randy continued to kiss her neck as he removed her jacket and her shirt. Randy gave her a moment to catch up. Straddling him, an almost topless Mim undid the buttons of Randy's shirt to expose his chest. Mim threw his shirt to the floor before her hands felt every curve of Randy's torso. She felt the desperate need to feel his bare skin underneath the hands. To touch his bare chest and feel every muscle there. Randy couldn't take it anymore and silenced his own moaning against Mim's lips. Randy soon found himself reaching for the zipper to her skirt, when she suddenly stopped him.

"Randy," she said softly "We can't do this here. Someone might walk in. Someone might..."

Mim's words trailed off and disappeared. Randy smiled as he dipped his head and kissed the top of her breast that was only partially covered by the yellow bra she was sporting today. Randy smiled to himself as he heard the muffled moans escape Mim's mouth.

"Are you sure?" Randy softly whispered in her ear before kissing her neck and then looking her straight into her pretty blue eyes.

Mim hesitated a moment before closing her eyes for a second. When she opened them she saw Randy staring her down with his blue orbs. She smiled.

"HOLY SHIT!" Mim exclaimed suddenly as she caught glimpse of the clock hanging on the wall in her office.

"What? What?" Randy inquired as Mim surprised him.

"That meeting I had," she said looking at Randy "Is starting right now!"

"Fuck!" Randy said looking at the clock in Mim's office "And so does my meeting with Bischoff!"

Mim quickly jumped off Randy's lap and immediately chucked her shirt and jacket on, as Randy hastily tried to do up all the buttons of his dress shirt. Once completely dressed, Mim grabbed a pile of papers and files as she and Randy ran for the door. Mim flung open the door and was about to head down the corridor to the office she was having the meeting with the Divas in but Randy grabbed her arm and stopped her. Mim looked at him as he looked around, down the corridors before quickly stealing a kiss from the brunette.

"I'll see you later," Randy smiled as he broke the kiss.

"OK," Mim said beaming.

The pair then headed down opposite ends of the corridor, Randy to his meeting with Bischoff and the Evolution boys, and Mim to her meeting about the Divas DVD.

Mim practically ran all the way to the office almost dropping her stack of papers numerous times before she reached her destination. Room 211. She carefully balanced the files and papers in his arms as she turned the door handle to let herself into the room. Shutting the door behind her Mim felt a dozen eyes fall upon her as she entered the room. The room as almost completely bare apart from the long rectangular table in the middle which was lined with chairs being occupied by the WWE Divas from RAW and SmackDown! Mim had been with the WWE for some time now but this was the first time she would be working with the WWE Divas. Mim had generally just been working with new WWE talent and some of the existing male superstars, but nothing with the Divas as of yet. It would be a nice new experience for her. She'd been told by everyone that the WWE girls were generally nice people, but could honestly live up to the title 'diva' if they really wanted to. All the Divas stopped their conversation as soon as they spotted Mim. Mim offered a small smile to all of them before she seated herself at one of the heads of the long table and settled her files and papers infront of her.

"Hi, everyone, sorry I'm a little late," Mim said as she took a seat "I'm Miriam Batista and I'm head of Art and Design."

All the divas fell silent and simply smiled before a small red head sitting 2 chairs down from Mim spoke up.

"I'm Christy Hemme," the red head chirped with a huge smile.

"RAW Diva Search Winner," Mim commented as she smiled at Christy.

"That's me," Christy replied.

"Stacy Keibler," the blonde seated next to Christy said.

Mim nodded as she smiled at Stacy. From watching wrestling, Mim had always thought that Stacy Keibler was by far the prettiest diva on the WWE roster. With her legs for miles, long blonde hair and pretty brown eyes she certainly belonged on TV. Randy and Stacy were really good friends, as were Randy and Mim, so Mim had only heard good things about the long legged Diva. She was actually looking forward to working with Stacy after Randy had commented on how easy-to-talk to, nice and sweet Stacy Keibler really was.

"I'm Candice Michelle," a big chested brunette said from the other side of the table.

"Hi," Mim said as she looked sat Candice.

It was quite distracting to Mim at how large Candice Michelle's boobs really were. Mim was sure that they grabbed the attention Candice wanted from the male population too.

"I'm Maria," a blonde sitting next to Candice exclaimed "And this is Trish."

Maria pointed to the blonde sitting on her other side.

"Women's Champion," Trish said proudly as she shifted the Women's Title belt on her shoulder.

"Congratulations," Mim said politely with a smile, which earnt a smile back from Trish Stratus also.

"And you are?" Mim said turning to the raven haired diva sitting at the other head of the table, who was still yet to speak.

"Victoria," The raven haired diva said coldly in response.

Mim nodded before flicking through her pile of papers and files and pulling out a black cardboard folder. Opening the folder up Mim looked up at the Divas.

"Right, well, we're all here today to talk about the new Divas DVD, WWE Divas Stripped," Mim said as she leant forwards on the table "You will all be featuring in the DVD along with SmackDown Divas Torrie Wilson, Sable, Melina and myself."

"Wait," Victoria rudely interrupted "You're appearing in this DVD?"

Victoria's voice sounded surprised and extremely rude to Mim.

"Yes, I will be," Mim stated as she locked eyes with the raven haired Diva "The DVD is set to be filmed at the end of the year in Hawaii, and by that time I will have started my new role as valet for Evolution, therefore, qualifying myself as a WWE Diva and therefore, me being part of this DVD."

Victoria simply nodded as she leant back in her chair, obviously unimpressed.

"You're going to be Evolution's valet?" Christy asked excitedly.

"Yes," Mim simply replied as she nodded.

"Wow! That's so cool!" Maria exclaimed.

"Well, c'mon guys," Trish said calmly "I mean, she is Dave's sister."

"Dave Batista?" Candice asked curiously.

"Uh huh," Mim replied smiling at the girls excitement.

"Oh My God!" Maria exclaimed again, practically jumping up and down "That is so cool!"

"Yeah," Christy commented "Dave is so hot, don't you reckon!"
This caused Mim to slightly laugh at that comment and the proceeding question.

"Well, Christy," Mim replied still half laughing "He's my brother, so I'm not at liberty to answer that question."

"Well, he's not as hot as Randy!" Candice exclaimed.

"Oh yeah!" Stacy commented.

"Randy Orton is sooo gorgeous!" Maria swooned "And you get to work with him!"

Mim couldn't hold back her laughter at this comment. She knew just as well as they did that Randy Orton was absolutely gorgeous! Maria was right, Mim did get to work with him. Maria and the others just didn't know how closely Mim did work with the 3rd generation superstar.

The Divas were all still swooning over Randy Orton when Victoria spoke again, much to Mim's displeasure.

"Hey Ms Batista," Victoria said sarcastically which caused the other divas to stop their chatter at look at the raven haired diva "You got a little something on your neck."

Mim was confused as she felt her neck. What on earth could Victoria be talking about. "Yeah, you do," Candice said as she leant towards Mim to see what was on the brunette's neck.

Mim kept feeling at her neck until she touched a spot that felt sore for some reason. Just that spot. No where else on her neck. Shit! She suddenly thought as she realised what it was.

"Stacy," Mim said turning to the blonde as she covered the spot with her hand "Do you have a mirror or something."

"Sure," Stacy replied as she reached into her handbag and retreived a small pocket mirror.

Handing it over to Mim, Mim smiled at her, "Thanks."

Removing her hand from her neck and adjusting the mirror to get a view of that spot on her neck. She tensed up as she realised her assumptions as to what that thing on her neck, were right. The spot that felt sore was covered by a dark red patch on her skin. By this stage all the divas had left their chairs and were surrounding and hovering around Mim to catch a glimpse at her neck.

"Oh my god!" Maria exclaimed giggling "You've got a hickey!"
Mim tried to cover up the giant hickey on her neck with her hand, but the divas refused her that comfort as they removed her hand and all started inspecting the hickey.

"She's right!" Christy exclaimed as she looked at Mim's neck "It's a hickey!"
"What have you been doing?" Candice asked curiously.

"More like, who have you been doing?" Trish said with a friendly and teasing smirk on her face.

Mim's cheeks were turning bright red as she tried to release Candice and Maria's grip on her hands so she could cover up that hickey on her neck. She couldn't believe how embarrassed she was. She was going to kill the Legend Killer herself when she next got the chance.

"Oh, yes!" Stacy said curiously "Who? Who?"

"No one," Mim mumbled as she refused to meet any of their eyes.

If only Randy hadn't dropped by her office earlier, this wouldn't be happening.

"Oh, yeah," Christy said in disbelief "So you gave that hickey to yourself."

"She couldn't have done that!" Maria said having a dumb blonde moment as she took Christy's last comment seriously.

"She was being sarcastic, blondie!" Victoria coldly said to Maria.

"Oh," Maria said, feeling put down "I knew that."

"Sure you did," Trish commented sarcastically.

"So, let us know Miriam," Stacy inquired again as she looked Mim in the eyes "Exactly who did give you this hickey?"

"What's the rush, Miriam?" A voice came from behind Mim which caused her to stop dead in her tracks.

She quickly turned around and saw a sharply dressed, Armani clad, Randy Orton making his way towards her with a smile. Mim folded her arms and looked unimpressed at Randy as he finally caught up to her. Randy cocked at eyebrow at her as she stood staring at him with her arms folded across her chest.

"What have I done?" Randy asked curiously.

Mim sighed as she uncrossed her arms and pulled down her jacket collar. She turned the side of her neck to face Randy and the giant hickey on her neck.

"Yikes," Randy said as he inspected Mim's neck "Where'd you get that?"

Mim slapped his arm before pulling her collar back up.

"Did you honestly feel the need to?" Mim finally spoke as she looking questioningly at Randy Orton.

"Need to what?" Randy said sarcastically as he smirked at Mim.

He knew exactly what she was talking about.

"The need to mark your territory!" Mim exclaimed at him.

"Sorry, hun," Randy said stepping closer towards her "I find it a little hard to control myself when I'm around you."

"You know, I had 6 divas questioning me non-stop about it for a full 45 minutes during my meeting!" Mim whined.

Randy laughed at how concerned the brunette looked about the whole thing.

"It's not funny, Randy!" Mim exclaimed.

"Mim, honey," Randy said as he gently ran his fingers under her collar and over the hickey "It's just a hickey."

"Says you who doesn't have to walk around looking like a $5 hooker!" Mim exclaimed as Randy continued to finger her neck.

"Don't you mean, $2 hooker?" Randy said as his fingers left her neck and brushed her cheek.

Mim's jaw dropped as she slapped Randy on the arm again. Much harder than the first.

"OK! OK!" Randy said rubbing his arm and laughing "Mim, I was only joking!"

"Well, it wasn't funny!" Mim said crossing her arms and pouting.

Randy leant forward and gave the brunette a tight embrace before pulling away and looking into her electric blue eyes.

"You don't look like a hooker," Randy said smiling at Mim "You should have just told them that it was a little present from me."

Mim rolled her eyes.

"Then they would have all put me on their 'To Die' list," Mim said as Randy's hand found hers, fingers tangling.

Randy laughed at her.

"And why would they want to do that?" Randy questioned with a smile on his face.

"Because they all think that you're god's gift to women!" Mim said smiling at the Legend Killer.

"Well, aren't I!" Randy said as a cocky grin spread across his face.

"You wish, Orton!" Mim smirked at him "And besides, if I had told them that, then it would have spread around like wild fire and you would be on a 'To Die' list too!"

"And who's list would that be?" Randy asked as he inched closer to Mim.

"My brother's," Mim stated.

Randy simply nodded.

"True that," Randy replied as the distance between him and Mim continued to smallen.

Mim simply smiled at him as she stared into his blue eyes. A silence enveloped the two as their hands remained entwined and their bodies a mere inches away. They were completely alone in this part of the building and could only heard the other's breathing. Randy finally spoke, shattering the silence.

"Can I kiss you?" Randy asked softly.

Mim kept his eye contact, but before she could speak, someone else did.

"Mim! Randy!" A voice called "I've been looking for you everywhere!"
Randy immediately distanced himself from Mim and their hands released the other's as they noticed Dave Batista approaching them. Both Randy and Mim remained silent as Dave finally caught up to them. Dave looked between the two and raised his eyebrows.

"Did I interrupt something here?" Dave asked suspiciously.

"No," Mim quickly replied "I was just telling Randy how hard it is going to be working with some of those Divas."

"Oh," Dave nodded as he turned to Randy.

"Yeah, especially with the way Mim says Victoria is," Randy commented turning to Mim.

Mim nodded in response as she turned to face her brother with a smile.

"I know what you mean," Dave commented "That woman can be a bitch."

"Oh yeah," Mim replied, sighing on the inside that Dave had bought the made up story and didn't further question it.

Dave then looked at Mim again.

"Now, why is your collar up, Miriam?" Dave laughed at his little sister before his hands reached out to fold down Mim's collar.

"No, Dave, wait!" Mim said trying to stop him, but it was too late.

Mim's collar was down and by the look on Dave's face he had seen the hickey. Randy swallowed hard as he watched Mim panic as Dave inspected the hickey on his little sister's neck. Dave looked at Mim's neck for a while before giving her a little inquisitive look.

"And, where might I ask, did you get this Miriam?" Dave questioned as he smirked at his younger sister "It looks painful, doesn't it Orton?"

Dave then turned to face Randy with a smile on his face. Randy stepped forward to stand next to Dave and pretended like he hadn't seen the hickey before and that he had no idea on how it got there.

"Yeah, quite painful," Randy said smirking at Mim.

Mim's cheeks turned bright red as Dave continued to look at her and the hickey.

"So, who's little present is this?" Dave asked again as he looked at Mim.

Mim swallowed hard as she racked her brain to try and make up some excuse. Dave's stare was boring into her and Randy was almost pleading with her with his eyes to make up some believable scenario apart from the fact that the hickey on Mim's neck was indeed a little present from Randy.

"Um.." Mim said biting her bottom lip so hard she thought she might actually draw blood.

"Can't remember Miriam?" Randy shook his head "Tsk! Tsk! Not such a good start!"
A smile spread across Dave's face at Randy comment while Mim stared daggers at the 3rd generation superstar.

"Shut it, Orton!" Mim exclaimed back.

"Now, now, Miriam," Randy said remaining calm "No need to get hostile."

Mim rolled her eyes at Randy before Dave spoke once.

"So, Miriam it seems virtually impossible that you could have given that hickey to yourself, so," Dave started up again as he brought his hand to his face to stroke his chin in thought "What's the name of his here guy that seems to have branded you?"

"I'll admit it Dave," Randy answered which caused Mim's eyes to widen "It was me."

Dave cocked an eyebrow at Randy while Mim had to stop her jaw from dropping to the ground at what Randy had just said.

"Are you crazy?" Mim mouthed to Randy as the look of sheer panic from clearly drawn all over her face.

Dave's eyes remained glued to Randy.

"So, you're telling me that this is your handy work Randy?" Dave half laughed.

Randy smiled back at Dave and then to Mim.

"It certainly would be, isn't that right Miriam?" Randy spoke, causing Dave to turn and face his little sister, a smile playing on his lips.

Mim glared at the Legend Killer as she firmly adjusted her collar up once more to hide her hickey.

"You wish Orton," Mim stated before turning heel and walking straight away from the two men.

Dave laughed as he turned to face Randy. Shaking his head at the 3rd generation superstar, Randy smirked.

"What?" Randy asked, playing innocent "It's so obvious she wants me."

Dave simply shook his head again as he gave Randy a playful slap on the back as the two men headed back into the main arena and towards the Evolution locker room. Randy sighed inwardly to himself. It was a pretty good save if he did say so himself, but he knew now that he and Mim, well especially him, had to be very careful from now on. They'd just been lucky this time. Next time they might not be so. Randy Orton smiled to himself as he though of the look on Mim's face and Dave's reaction to the Legend Killer's words moments earlier. It was mere luck that Mim had played along and the way that Dave had reacted was just as he planned it. The Legend Killer walked side by side his best friend and smiled. I'll keep my balls for at least one more day.

A/N: I knew I haven't updated this fan fic in a while, but as you all probably know I've been really busy and I've been really concentrating on my other main fanfic One Secret featuring the Legend Killer Randy Orton and Lita. I just thought I'd update this fanfic because I had most of the chapter written, except the last few bits so I thought I'd post it just for y'all! Please Read and Review and don't forget to read One Secret and keep tuned in to that as it will be updated soon (hopefully)! Peace and love, Mrs Bridget Orton xoxox