Tuesday 22nd January 2019:

Belle had spent the entire weekend in her room and watched episode after episode of both Raw and Smackdown and read everything she could about the company. She wanted to get better acquainted with their product in case she was asked any questions. The last thing she wanted to do was to come off as uninformed and stupid. If asked, she wanted to be able to offer her opinions about what she liked and what she thought didn't quite hit the spot so to speak.

She scoured Youtube and watched entire episodes for the previous few months and found that she had enjoyed most it. Of course, when she was younger she used to watch with her Dad her favourite being Miss. Elizabeth - but then again what little girl didn't say that. Belle had written a few notes to make sure she knew who was who and had soon found herself intrigued by a certain raven-haired superstar. Not only was he talented both in the ring on and the microphone, but he was simply beautiful.

He moved around like a panther, both graceful and yet ever so deadly. She watched mesmerized by his every move and found herself unable to tear her eyes away. Soon she had searched for every video she could find like some sort of online stalker. She had shaken that notion off in a second and convinced herself it was all part of her new potential job. She had to know the people that would be around day and night right...?

The morning of her interview Belle woke with a yawn as her alarm went off and stretched her arms above her head and rotated her neck around to work out any lingering kinks. She felt well-rested and confident, always a positive sign especially since she wasn't completely sure what the interview was actually about. They said they wanted to work with her on the blog and incorporate those aspects into their products, but there was absolutely no mention of the anonymous posts.

After she had ordered herself a light breakfast, she quickly hopped into the shower and washed her hair. She had just turned the water off as someone knocked on her door. She yelled out and tied her robe shut and walked out towards the door mindful not to bump into anything on the way over.

"Morning Miss Westlake, here's your breakfast." Smiled a young brunette girl all of eighteen if a day.

"Morning, could you please put it over there on the table, thanks." Belle smiled.

The young woman nodded her head and left the tray in the middle of the table and told Belle to call down to the Kitchen when she was finished and she would come and collect it for her.

Belle thanked her again and gave her a tip on her way out as she retrieved her phone beside the bed and sat down at the table. She connected to the Wifi network at the Hotel for guests and waited for the browser to load whilst she uncovered her breakfast. A bowl of cornflakes with lactose-free milk no sugar, and a cup of Jasmine Tea.

Nothing urgent popped up whilst she scrolled through her messages, a reply from her tech team that they had implemented everything that she requested and all seemed well. And one from her Parents - they wished her well again and reminded her to call them as soon as she had gotten out. Belle smiled and shot through a quick reply and took a sip of her tea.

After breakfast, Belle went back into the bathroom and placed her makeup on the counter. When she got to her eyeliner she did her right eye first and began to outline her left for symmetry. She didn't want to get it wrong and searched through her bag for her little helper but couldn't find it. She hated when she got to her eyeliner, it was the hardest part of the entire process. Just as she started to pull apart her makeup bag there was another knock on the door. Belle sighed heavily and walked back out.

"Hi, thanks for coming up." Belle said with a small smile and stepped aside to let the same young woman back in.

"No problem. Was there anything else you needed me for?" She asked as she noticed that Belle had only put makeup on one eye. "Not to be rude, but I can help out with your makeup if you would like me too?"

Belle let out a little embarrassed laugh. "Thank you. I forgot to pack my stencil. And my interview's very soon."

"My pleasure Miss Westlake. Let me put this out on my cart, and you go and sit down in the bathroom." The girl smiled happily.

"Are you sure you won't get into any trouble?"

"No, it's all good." The girl smiled and stepped out. "I love makeup I used to practise on my Mom all the time as a kid." She said and walked back in.

"Really? me too. My Mum could've filled an entire floor of Macy's with all of her cosmetics." Belle laughed.

"Same with mine. I was accepted into Cosmetology School, my Aunt got me a job here to help me save for fees," She smiled. "Could you please tilt her head up a little?"

Belle did what she was asked and closed her eyes when told. She could feel the tip of the pencil hit her lid and move across softly. "Alright, sweet job on your foundation, oh let me smooth it out on this side a little." The girl said and grabbed a makeup sponge to even out near the tip of Belle's hairline. "Okay let me see, all even? Yes perfect. Open up and take a peek."

Belle opened her eyes and took a look in the mirror. "Perfect, thank you so much." Belle replied with a huge smile.

"No problem now onto the eye shadow. What color's your outfit?"

"Oh, it's Black. Black dress, coat, and boots." Belle answered.

"Okay how about a light ashy grey for your eyelids and then a little darker on top, how does that sound to you?"

"Go ahead you're the expert!" Belle laughed and sat back down.

"My name's Ali by the way, sorry. Nervous about your interview with them?" She asked. "Sorry when your details come up on the system when you make an order it comes under WWE Corp." She added quickly.

"Hi Ali, it's lovely to meet you. Fingers crossed they still like me after the interview. It's for a corporate position nothing glamorous. And please call me Belle."

"I doubt they'd get you to come this far if they weren't interested. " Ali smiled as she applied the different shades. "Okay all done, now let's get some mascara on. Oh, I like this brand you can never go wrong with Revlon full lashes."

"I can wear makeup from all different companies but I always buy Revlon for my mascara and lipstick." Belle replied dramatically, as Ali giggled. "Thanks again Ali, you absolutely saved me."

"My pleasure, Belle."

Belle grinned and admired the girls' work in the mirror. "I should hire you full time. "

"Well if you need anything else just call through. Good luck with your interview this Morning Belle."

"Thanks, Ali." Belle said. "Oh here please accept this."

"Oh no honestly it's not necessary." Ali replied when Belle fetched her purse out of her handbag.

Belle shook her head and opened her purse. "Ali, I meant what I said, you totally saved me. Here's a little something to go towards your savings." Belle took out a hundred dollar note from her purse and put it in Ali's hand.

"Thank you so much, I really appreciate it."

"Best of luck with everything I mean that."

Belle smiled and closed the door after Ali left and retrieved her outfit from the closet. She put on her underwear and thick black pantyhose and then carefully pulled her high neck black woolen dress over her face and down over the rest of her body. "Still fits like a glove." Belle said and stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror on the back of the closet door.

After she made sure no makeup had gotten on her dress, Belle walked back into the bathroom and fixed her hair. She opted for a silky straight high ponytail and feathered out the ends. Belle turned off her straightener and left it to cool off. She then returned to her bed and sat down and put her boots on and zipped them up. She made sure she had packed everything she needed in her handbag and took a deep breath.

Belle glanced down at her watch and noticed that the car would be there in fifteen minutes. She slipped on her favourite black fitted overcoat, grabbed her handbag and key card, and locked the door behind her. She turned the notification on the handle over to do not disturb and made her way down the hall towards the elevators.

"Okay, you have this girl, nothing and nobody's going to get in your way."

Same Day: DoubleTree by Hilton Hotel - Stamford.

Colby and Joe stood at the front desk and waited as the clerk checked them out of their rooms when the cars the WWE had sent for them all drove up to the entry. They knew it was for them as the company always sent the same model cars to pick up anyone who needed to go to Corporate. Couldn't allow them to arrive in beat-up rentals or God forbid crappy-looking taxi cabs.

"Where's everyone else? Did you see the girls?" Joe asked and looked around for any familiar faces.

"Nah, Pam texted me before, she said to they got caught up with something and to go on without them." Colby replied and smiled as the front desk woman accepted their key cards back.

"Thank you for staying with us here at the DoubleTree, we hope to see you both again soon." She smiled.

"Thank you." Colby said with a wink and followed Joe outside with the bags. "I always enjoy myself when I don't have to pay." He grinned as Joe chuckled. "Colby and Joe, the others are still upstairs." He said to the front driver.

"No problem we can wait or leave now if you want?" The driver asked and helped them put the bags in the trunk.

"We can leave, I ain't going to stand around out here in this weather." Joe replied and pulled the collar of his coat closer to his neck.

"How long is this supposed to take? They better provide us with lunch, I can't eat another frozen meal on the Plane." Joe grumbled tiredly. They had flown a lot of miles over the past twenty-four hours and deserved a little time off when they arrived in Phoenix.

Colby shrugged. "No idea Man. I hope that they provide something, I won't make it if we have to wait until the Airport."

"Did you get everything sorted back at your house?" Joe asked with a smirk.

Colby closed his eyes tightly and sighed. "Yeah, I can't believe what she did. She smashed all of my dishes she didn't even leave me a single bowl."

Joe threw his head back and roared with laughter. "Sorry Man, but I do remember telling you that she seemed like trouble when I met her."

"Oh, so that's how it's going to go, yeah?" Colby asked brows raised. "She even bent some of my spoons, who does that!"

"Why would she bend your spoons?"

"She's a freak that why!" Colby hollered when Joe continued to laugh. "I'm giving up women. I'm done."

"Sure you are, and I'm eating a Kale Salad for lunch." Joe teased and patted him on the leg. "Come on we're here let's get this over and done with."

The driver pulled up to the underground parking under WWE HQ and handed his credentials to the security guard and drove through when he was given clearance. He drove up to the next level and parked the car near the entry that was on his paperwork and jumped out to help Colby and Joe with their bags. "Have a great day Gentlemen."

"Thanks, Man here you go a little something for you." Joe smiled and handed him a generous tip followed by Colby handing him one as well.

"Thank you both so much." The driver smiled widely.

They slowly made their way towards the elevator as another black town car drove up and parked a few meters away. "That must be some of the girls." Joe commented and took a fleeting glance behind them.

"Whoa...that isn't one of ours." Colby said as he stopped and stared as a beautiful brunette appeared. "Who the hell is that?"

Joe turned around and smirked. "Five seconds, new record for you. Who are you talking about?"

"Her." Colby said and nodded his head towards the car. He was unable to take his eyes away from the dark-haired beauty.

"I don't know her, but she's pretty." Joe replied.

Colby stared at his friend in disbelief, "What! She's gorgeous."

"You're unbelievable." Joe snickered. "Come on the elevator's here."

Colby took one last glance and watched as the stranger spoke to her driver as Joe pulled him in as the doors closed.

Meanwhile:

Belle breathed out heavily as she stood from the car and thanked Marty for all of his help. "Thanks again for driving me, are you sure you're not going to be bored waiting for me? I can always get a taxi back to the Hotel."

Marty smiled and shook his head. "Don't you worry about me Miss. Westlake I'll be fine and so will you." He winked. "Let me show you to the elevator, would you like me to escort you inside?"

"Thank you I'd appreciate that."

"My pleasure, Okay have we got everything?" Marty asked.

"Yes, I'm fine." Belle smiled and fixed her handbag onto her shoulder. "I'm ready let's go."

Marty helped Belle across the parking garage and over to the elevators. He made small talk all the way up to the Lobby in order to keep her mind focused on something other than her interview. The doors pinged as they reached their destination and he stood against the doors in order for her to exit before they quickly closed. "Okay, here we go did they give you any indication on where you had to sign in or anything?" He asked as they navigated their way over to the front desk.

"Ah, no. I was told to check in down here and they would tell me where to go from there." Belle said checking over the email she had received.

"Alright, would you like for me to stay down here, that's not a problem?" Marty offered. He placed his hand on the small of her back and stared down anyone that sent a lingering stare their way. "Idiots." He thought to himself and shook his head.

"Really?" Belle said with a small appreciative smile. "It won't be putting you out at all?"

"Are you kidding me, I just remembered it's Burger Tuesday in the Cafeteria today." He laughed. "They make one hell of a Burger." He said with a cheeky wink.

Belle grinned and let out a little laugh. "You're too much Marty."

"Welcome to the WWE, how may I help you?" Asked a young blonde woman sitting behind the Lobby desk.

"Hello, I'm here for an interview, here's my paperwork that I was told to present today." Belle replied and handed over her email printout.

The receptionist looked it over and nodded her head. "Let me check you in Ms. Westlake one moment please."

Belle and Marty waited patiently as the Woman typed into the computer. Belle kept her eyes forward and tried to ignore the inevitable stares from those who passed by. One would have thought being so close to a huge show that their minds would be focused on more important things, but apparently, she was the most fascinating person they had ever seen.

Marty noticed her posture straighten and become more rigid. He gave her another small reassuring pat on her lower back and smiled internally when he felt her begin to relax slightly. How on Earth she got through the day with this attention was beyond him, he would be lashing out, but for the most part, she took it all in her stride.

"Alright Ms. Westlake, you're going to be headed up to the Executive Suites on the top floor. You need to take the elevators up here on your right and present to the front desk up there please."

"Ok, thank you so much." Belle said and took back the paper as it was handed over to her again. "Just these ones over here?" She whispered to Marty.

"Yes let me take you over." He replied. "Are you going to be alright from here?"

Belle smiled. "Yes and thank you so much for everything."

"Don't mention it, I'll meet you back down here afterward." He grinned.

"Thanks, Marty, enjoy your Burger." Belle whispered as the doors opened and a few people stepped out.

Marty watched as she walked onto the elevator and gave her one last nod before the doors closed.

"What floor are you going to?" Asked a well-dressed man.

"The Executive Suites on the top floor please." Belle replied politely as he reached out to press the relevant button. She took a quick glance at the mirrored walls and made a slight adjustment to her coat.

"Have a good day." The man said and stepped off the floor below. Belle smiled and watched the doors shut again. She took another glance at her appearance once alone before the doors opened on the top floor. She carefully stepped out and turned to look both ways before she noticed a curved desk to her right. She walked over and waited for the receptionist to finish her conversation on the phone. "

Good Morning, how can I help you?" The young lady - Shelley asked with a friendly smile.

"Hi, I'm Belle Westlake, I have an appointment with Mrs. McMahon - Levesque this morning."

Shelley smiled and looked over the paperwork that Belle had with her and the security clearance badge the receptionist had given her downstairs. "Welcome, Ms. Westlake. Please follow me and I can show you down to her Office." Shelley stepped out from behind her desk and began to walk down the hallway when her phone buzzed again. "I'm so sorry please give me one second."

"It's okay you can just point me in the right direction, I'll be okay. I don't want you to get into trouble for leaving your desk," Belle said quickly. She appreciated the extra level but it wasn't necessary and she didn't want to get the girl in trouble because she didn't know where she was going.

"One second. WWE Corporate Offices, please hold... You're going to need to go all the way down this hall here and then turn right and keep going down until you reach the Gold mirrored doors. Press the intercom and introduce yourself. Diandra will let you in and help you from there." Shelley said as another line buzzed out.

"No worries, thanks for your help." Belle replied and giggled as Shelley made a face at the phone.

She walked down the hall Shelley had pointed to and looked at the oversized portraits that lined the walls. They were of different stars from each era. She recognised a few familiar faces from her childhood and some recent ones, but the others were a mystery to her.

"Turn right and yes head towards the gold doors." Belle said to herself as she saw her final destination at the end of the smaller hallway. She pressed the small button on the side of the door and waited for a response before announcing herself.

"May I help you?" A voice said through the intercom.

"Hi, I'm Belle Westlake I have an interview with Mrs. McMahon Levesque at ten O'clock."

"Come on through."

Belle moved back a little when the doors beeped and slowly slid open. She was impressed by what she saw. Before her was another small but sophisticated looking reception area with a single shiny white desk and two leather armchairs situated against the wall with a round coffee table in the middle.

"Good Morning Ms. Westlake, I'm Diandra, - Mrs. McMahon -Levesques' assistant. It's a pleasure to meet you." The tall blonde said and stood up from behind her desk. "How has your stay been so far?"

"Morning. Well, thank you." Belle replied and shook Diandra's extended hand.

"Great, well please take a seat right over here and I will let her know that you're here. Would you like any refreshments whilst you wait?"

"Oh no, I'm fine thank you." Belle said and walked over to sit down.

She sat and waited for another five or so minutes before the large set of doors in the middle of the far wall opened and Stephanie walked out smiling. She handed a file to her assistant and then made her way over to where Belle was. "Hi Belle, I'm Stephanie it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Good Morning Mrs. McMahon Levesque, it's lovely to meet you." Belle smiled and stood up as the two women shook hands.

"Please call me Stephanie, come this way and we can get started."

Belle smiled and reached down for her things. She couldn't help but notice the small look that flickered on her potential new boss's face when she turned back to face her. "At least something remained a secret." She snickered to herself.

"We're just through here, are you alright?" Stephanie asked and made room for Belle to walk alongside her.

"Yes, I'm fine thanks." Belle said and followed her through to her office.

"Please take a seat. Are you comfortable?" Stephanie asked and showed her towards the chairs on the opposite side of her glass desk.

"Perfect, thank you." Belle smiled. "I guess my little friend didn't show up in your background check." She mused as she folded her vision cane up and put it in her bag.

Stephanie looked down slightly embarrassed. "No, no it didn't. I apologise if I've made you feel uncomfortable."

Belle brushed it aside. "It's not a problem, it definitely comes in handy, you'd be amazed at how quickly some jump out of the way at the Grocery Story in order to let me through to the cashier first." She joked.

Stephanie laughed and shook her head. "I can imagine."

"Now that that's all out of the way, let's get down to business." Belle said wanting to get to the point of her visit. "What exactly am I doing here Stephanie?"

Steph was once again taken aback but rather impressed. She had a feeling that they would work well together. "Well Belle, I've got a proposal for you, and I feel it's a winner for all of us..."