Brandy laughed as Mark pulled her behind a tall stack of boxes. "Mark, quit it," she giggled, trying to wiggle out of his arms, but knew there was no way she could escape his iron grip. Smirking at her, he suddenly lifted her up, making her give a tiny squeak of surprise, and pressing her back into the wall he quickly found her neck. "Mark, seriously," she added, squirming against him.

"Uh-uh," he murmured against her, sucking and biting the soft flesh where her neck met her shoulder.

Her eyes drifted shut when he did this, wanting to protest once more but unable to find her voice. "Not out here," she was finally able to get out.

"Out where? No one can see us," he commented, slipping his hand beneath her shirt to softly squeeze her breast.

Brandy gave a small gasp at this. "Someone could walk up," she attempted to protest, and gave a quiet whimper when his hand moved down to cup her sex through her leggings.

"All the more reason to make it quick," he whispered in her ear, making her bite her lip. She knew she could not resist him...

"Goddamn you," she commented quietly, her hips moving against his hand.

"Admit it. You want me to fuck you right here...right now...don't you, baby?" he whispered in her ear, making her shudder, and all she could do was nod. "Get out of those pants. Now," he growled, placing her back on her feet, and immediately worked on undoing his pants. She barely had one leg out of her pants, when he suddenly had her hoisted back up. As soon as her back hit the wall he impaled her on his cock, covering her mouth with his to silence the noise she made. "You have to be quiet," he said as he started thrusting into her, and all she could do was nod. Biting her lip hard, her nails scratched at his shoulders and her legs wound tightly around his waist as he pounded her against the wall. Both were so turned on, it did not take long for them to approach the end.

"I'm going to come," she whispered, looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Me too...come for me, baby girl," he quietly panted, and burying their faces in each other they fought hard to keep quiet as they fell apart together. Slumping into the wall, Mark kept Brandy pinned into place as they caught their breath, and finally pulled back enough to give her a soft kiss. "I love you," he murmured against her lips.

"I love you too," she said, and they shared a smile. Just as they were about to share another kiss, they could hear footsteps approaching, making Mark quickly put her back on her feet so they could both straighten back up. Brandy's heart thudded loudly in her chest as the footsteps grew closer, and she silently begged for the person to walk away as she yanked her pants back on. "I swear to god, Mark, if they see us..." she hissed, making him silently laugh as he zipped his pants back up. When she noticed this, she gave him a shove, taking him by surprise, and gave a gasp when he suddenly grasped her jaw.

"Don't you act like you didn't want what we just did...I know you never get tired of my cock," he growled in her ear, making her turn beet red. Kissing her forehead, he straightened back up. "Come on," he added, and taking her hand in his lead her around the boxes back out into the open area of the hallway.

Just as Brandy was about to say something to him, she stopped in her tracks, and looking in the same direction as her Mark saw she was staring at Glenn, who was standing there in the middle of the hallway. "What were we doing, kids?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at them.

"Brandy got lost," Mark replied, making Glenn burst into laughter.

"You expect me to believe that bullshit?" he asked, and Mark simply shrugged. "Save it for the hotel, Vince would flip his shit if he ever caught you."

"Vince ain't gonna do shit," Mark shot back smugly, making Glenn simply shake his head.

"Come on, man. You know we have a meeting in fifteen minutes."

"Yeah, yeah," Mark grumbled, and once Glenn had left he brought his attention back to Brandy. He went to say something, but stopped when he saw the look on her face. "What's wrong?"

"That was embarrassing," she quietly commented, her face beet red.

"Brandy, it was just Glenn."

"But what if it had been someone else? Besides, even though we are close it's not exactly like I want Glenn to know when we...do that."

Giving a quiet sigh, he nodded. "Okay, I'm sorry."

Looking down in shame, she added, quietly, "I'm sorry I'm a prude, it's just...ever since I found about those videos Tom took of me...I still feel so exposed from it, and...I..."

Mark immediately felt guilty for his actions, and gently had her look back up at him. "It's okay, I understand. It was a stupid thing for me to do."

"It wasn't stupid, it was spontaneous, and you should be able to have that. I want to be spontaneous too, just..."

"Not like that." With a sheepish look, she nodded, and taking her face in his hands he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "You remember how to get back to the locker room?"

She nodded. "I'm going to grab a drink first, and then I'll head in there." Mark nodded. "Thank you for being so understanding."

He smiled. "Anything for you, darlin'," he replied, and when she smiled back he pressed a kiss to he r lips. "I'll see you soon," he added, and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear before heading down the hall in the direction Glenn had went.

Brandy watched them for a moment, before turning around to head towards the catering area. She looked at the food offered, contemplating if she wanted something to eat or not, before settling on simply grabbing a water and heading back towards Mark's locker room. Just as she rounded the corner, she bumped into another person, making her water and their papers go flying. "Oh god, I'm so sorry," she quickly apologized, kneeling to pick up the papers on the ground.

"It's quite alright," he reassured her as he also knelt to pick up his items. "Are you okay?"

She quickly nodded. "Yes, thank you," she replied, finally looking up at him as she handed him the documents in her hand. Why did he look so familiar?

When he noticed the backstage lanyard hanging around her neck, he frowned as they stood up. "Have we met?" She shook her head. "Are you part of the backstage crew?" Again, she shook her head. "Then...I'm sorry, what are you doing here? How did you get back here?"

She flushed slightly. "I'm...I'm here with my fiance, Mark. I wanted to come along with him."

"Mark?"

"Yes."

"As in...Calaway?"

She gave a faint smile. "Yes."

"You're Taker's fiancee?"

Christ, why was he finding this so hard to grasp? "Yes sir, I am."

A look of surprise came to his face. "I'm sorry, I just...didn't think I would ever meet you. I was beginning to think he was making you up." She could not help but to smirk at his comment. "It's nice to finally meet you, I'm Vince."

Brandy's eyes grew wide. "Vince, as in...Vince McMahon? Mark's boss?"

It was his turn to smirk. "The one and only."

She giggled at this. "It's nice to meet you too, sir," she replied, and when he extended his hand she took it to shake.

"How are you liking being with him on his tour? I assume it's probably quite the change from what you're used to."

"Just a little." He chuckled at her comment. "It's been fun, though. Definitely a new experience, but I have really been enjoying it."

"Well I'm glad to hear it," he replied, and they shared a smile. "So I hear you've got quite the talent when it comes to graphic design?"

She shrugged shyly. "I do alright."

"Modest, huh?" She gave another shrug, making him smirk. "Taker mentioned at one point you had an interest in possibly working with our advertising department. Is that still true?

She was taken back by his question. "I...well...I mean, yeah. It'd be nice to get involved in the same company Mark works for, but... you run such a large company, I really don't think my work would be able to properly represent it."

"I disagree. Taker has shown me the work you did for your previous job, and I really liked what I saw. I might be having a position opening soon, so...now that I know you're a real person, perhaps we can work something out." Amused by his comment, she simply smiled. "Taker definitely did not emphasize how beautiful you are," he added, taking her by surprise and making her blush bright red.

"Thank you, sir," she said quietly, unsure of what else to say.

"Have you considered being in front of the camera, instead of behind it?"

A look of shock came to her face. "You mean, like...go out in the ring, and wrestle?"

He laughed. "Not necessarily wrestle. Not every woman I hire to go out there actually competes. I was thinking more of having you accompany Taker to the ring as an escort. You wouldn't be in matches, you would basically just stand there and look pretty."

She could not help but to smile. "That's...definitely a thought. I'm flattered you would even consider me for something like that."

"I know a good on air presence when I see one, and it's something I see in you," he replied, and they shared another smile. "I have a meeting with the roster I need to get to, but I'd like to possibly discuss this some more if it's something you're interested in. If not, I can respect that."

Brandy nodded. "Yes sir, I'll think about it," she said, and simply watched him as he walked away, completely speechless from the conversation they had just shared. Did that really just happen? Did she really just speak to the owner of one of the biggest corporations in America, and have him hint at hiring her for a position in his company?

"Hey," a voice said, bringing her out of her thoughts. Turning around, she found Stephanie standing there.

"Hey," Brandy said, smiling at the brunette standing there.

"Are you still liking being with Taker on the road?"

"Yeah, definitely. It's been an adjustment for sure, but honestly I love it."

"That's great," Stephanie said with a smile. "So what were you talking to my dad about?"

"Oh, not much. Just..."

Stephanie raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"I guess he wants to...possibly hire me."

A look of shock came to Stephanie's face. "Hire you?" Brandy nodded. "Really?"

"That's what he said."

"To do what?"

"A couple of things, honestly. He mentioned advertising, and he also mentioned...being on camera with Mark," Brandy replied, shyness on her face and in her voice.

Stephanie was shocked by what she just heard. Was she ever going to be able to get away from this girl? "Oh wow, that's...that's awesome," she commented, forcing herself to sound excited, and smiled. "Are you going to do either one?"

Brandy shrugged. "I don't know yet. Both sound like fun opportunities, but...I just need to think it all over first. It's a lot all at once."

"Well I'm sure if you decide to do either one, you'll be great," Stephanie replied, forcing another smile. God, was it hard to keep a nice face on for her.

Brandy smiled back sweetly. "Thanks Steph. I won't hold you up, I know you've got a meeting with everyone else. I'll talk to you later," she stated, giving a small wave, and as she turned around to walk away she failed to see the look of pure hatred burning in Stephanie's eyes at her...