Because it was a rare sighting, everywhere they went people stopped, stared and secretly took pictures. Roman opened the door and they walked up the the maitre'd stand, standing there for a moment before he acknowledged them. "Yes, reservations in the VIP section for Joe Anoa'i."

The maitre'd perused his reservation list before looking up at him. "No Joe Anoa'i but I do have Roman Reigns?"

"That's me, I guess," was his response and the maitre'd waved over a waitress.

"Right this way," a waitress smiled and they followed. "Just you two?"

"No, there will be another woman joining us shortly," he replied.

"You booked under my stage name?" he asked.

"This is one of the most popular restaurants in the city. I called and tried to reserve under Joe Anoa'i but they claimed that they were booked solid so I told them that you were Roman Reigns and Wrestlemania was in town and they made arrangements. It worked so…" Galina shrugged.

They walked up a set of stairs to an isolated area reserved for celebrities or important people. The way this section was set up no one on the floor could see them which meant they couldn't pull their phones out and film them so it was a safe space for this meeting to take place.

Galina picked up the menu and began scanning it. She looked up at him over it. "Don't you think you should give her a heads up about what she's walking into?"

"Probably, but what if she decided not to come? She was literally at our front door and ran off," he said, remembering the incident. This felt like the last piece of the puzzle falling into place, the last unfathomed part of his life was about to open up to Robyn. If they were to have anything meaningful together, his children would have to be a part of it and before the children, Galina. Always protective of his family, Roman felt nervous about taking this step, but excited as well.

"Yeah, that. If she ran because of me she needs to suck it up because she won't even meet my kids without going through me first!"

"Our kids," he corrected.

R-Robbie-Robyn-Robbie: Right around the corner from the restaurant. Traffic is backed up due to fans taking over the city so I may end up getting out and walking the rest of the way.

Joe: Take your time. We won't order until you get here.

R-Robbie-Robyn-Robbie: We?

Joe: We as in me and u.

R-Robbie-Robyn-Robbie: Oh. Traffic is moving now.

Joe: Tell the maitre'd that you're joining 'Roman Reigns'.

"Damn!" Roman slammed his phone down knowing he lied and that it will probably make the situation worse. He looked over at Galina. This was the best she'd looked in a long time. Not that she ever looked bad but her style was usually simple and a bit conservative. Tonight, everything was a bit daring from her hair, makeup and dress. He wondered if it had to do with her not wanting to be shown up by Robbie. "You look nice."

"I've only been dressed like this for an hour but thank you for finally noticing," she remarked sarcastically.

R-Robbie-Robyn-Robbie: Here.

"That's her," Roman announced, standing to look down over the balcony.

Robyn walked in wearing a dress that might've been a little too sexy. It was short and tight with a low, draping front and an even lower back.

Galina walked up beside him to look down. "She doesn't look like an 18 year old pornstar but she definitely dresses like one. Judging by her profiles I thought she was a little classier than this. I'm surprised she didn't get turned around at the door."

"Be nice, don't start," he hissed.

"I'm always nice," she smiled before going back to the table.

Roman walked over to the stairs to meet her. She smiled up at him as she ascended. Once she was high enough, she finally spotted Galina. Her smile vanished. She looked confused and tried to adjust her dress but no amount of pulling would create more fabric to cover herself.

"What the hell is this, Joe?!" she hissed through her teeth.

"I told you she wanted to meet you," he replied.

"Yes, you did but this feels more like an ambush than a meeting. Do you see what I'm wearing? I'm dressed like this because I thought this was going to be a romantic date for the two of us that ended in a hotel room. Not a dating interview! Look at her, she's already judging me!"

Roman turned to look over his shoulder. Galina's face was blank. "That's just her resting face. Come on."

"H-hi, I'm uh," Robbie seemed nervous. Nervous enough to forget her own name so he took over for her.

"Galina, this is my girlfriend, Robyn. Robyn, this is my wife, uh, my ex-wife, uh, my soon to be...you know what, this is Galina," he introduced.

"How nice to meet you," Galina smiled politely.

"You too," Robbie sat down. The seating arrangement had her and Galina facing each other while he sat at the head of the table. He reached under the table and squeezed her knee comfortingly.

"I want to put it out there that this was not my idea for a first introduction and I feel just as awkward as you do," Galina stated.

"Good to know," Robbie chuckled, looking a bit more comfortable now.

He thought he'd have to break the ice but Galina asked Robyn about her necklace which led to Robyn asking Galina about her bracelet. He had to tune out as they talked about girl stuff like makeup, shoes and fashion. The food came back and it was time to drop the small talk and get into things.

"So, how did you two get together?" Galina questioned.

"It was the night of his comeback and I was kind of shy to meet him because he's Roman Reigns. We talked for a little bit but nothing flirtatious because I was still under the impression that he was married. I mean, he's still married but separated married if you know what I mean," Robyn overexplained and Galina nodded. "Then we talked again that night and exchanged numbers and we've been together ever since."

"That's it?" Galina blinked. "So basically it could've been any pretty girl sitting with him right now because that first encounter doesn't sound very remarkable."

"No, it wasn't remarkable but the thing is, looks can get the man but they can't keep him. What happened after that is much more relevant. I'm not saying we're perfect for each other but we just work. We have so much in common, similar goals in life and we enjoy each other's company. Even in silence we can read each other," she paused when he reached over to grab her hand. "I'm aware that you gave me a background check so I'm sure you know that we have something else in common. I'm not trying to devalue what you went through with him not once but twice because I know the family goes through just as much pain as we do wondering if we'll make it through or not. It's a traumatic experience for everyone involved. However, only a fellow survivor can truly comprehend all of the emotions and fears of the journey. Will we get married and have 3 kids, who knows? But for right now, I feel like we're what's best for each other."

"Okay," Galina seemed impressed by her answer and Roman released a breath that he didn't know he was holding. "What's your experience with children? Any younger siblings? Nieces or nephews?"

"I'm the youngest and no nieces or nephews yet. I'm just going to be honest. I have no experience with children besides little interactions that I've had with young WWE fans," she admitted.

"I've been a witness to a few of those interactions and she's been great," Roman added. He didn't feel like Robyn's experience with children was relevant. She wasn't going to be their nanny or babysitter. She wasn't a pedophile and didn't have a criminal record. In fact, because of their schedule he himself only saw them 3 days a week and Robbie would see them less than that. The only thing that mattered to him was how she treated them and how they liked her. But of course he wasn't a mother and things were probably different from Galina's point of view.

Galina made a face but she didn't say anything related to what she was really thinking. She put her fork down. "I think I'm done."

"Me too," Robbie pushed her plate forward. "I'm going to be in the battle royal Sunday and at this rate I won't be able to fit into my gear."

Roman waved the waitress over so he could pay. He walked Robbie over to the stairs as he waited for the waitress to return with his card. "What are you getting ready to do?"

"Nothing, I'm going to shower and hit the sheets. You know we have a long weekend ahead of us," she replied. "What about you?"

"I'm going to be sleeping with you this weekend but because the kids don't know about the separation I'll have to be in Galina's room until they go to sleep so I can sneak down the hall to your room."

"I'll be waiting," she gave him the key to her room before starting her journey down the stairs.

"That went well, I guess," Galina commented.

"What do you think?"

"Compared to some of the girls on the roster...you could've done worse," she said.

"G!" he pressed her for a serious answer.

She sighed. "Alright, alright. Robyn seems like a good match for you but I'm not sold on her as a stepparent. There's nothing about her that screamed mother material. There's so much more to it than being able to interact with children your job requires you to interact with."

"I have an event tomorrow at a children's hospital. I'll be there for a few hours and I wanted to bring Jojo along to see what I do to help others. Robyn is my partner on this and I think it'll be a good opportunity for them to get to know each other…"

"I'm not okay with Jojo meeting your girlfriend after only a month or so and in any other instance I'd say no but because of the event it's fine as long as she's meeting Robyn as your coworker only," Galina made clear. "The separation and you moving on to someone else is not a conversation I'm ready to have with her yet."

Roman knocked on his mother's hotel room door. The children ran out of there like they were escaping from prison which made him laugh. "Thanks, Mom."

They all piled into Galina's room. The room had an adjoining door which is where the kids would sleep. It was no trouble getting Jojo into bed but the boys still wanted to run around. They seemed extra hyper and he wondered if his mom snuck them any candy.

"It's time for you two to go to sleep," Roman looked down at them and they climbed in Galina's bed. "No, in your room."

"We want to sleep with you," one said and the other agreed with a nod.

"No, go over there and keep your sister company so she won't be alone," he replied.

"With you!" they appeared to be on the verge of tears.

"Joe…" Galina said. "Just for little bit."

"Fine, just until they go to sleep," he said, kicking off his shoes and sliding under the sheets.

Robbie-Robyn-Robbie: Still coming?

Joe: Yep, leave the light on for me.

As he laid there he felt sleepy. The boys were still wallowing around and talking to each other so his wait would be longer than expected. Maybe if he just rested his eyes…


Him: Yep, leave the light on for me.

Robbie woke up with the light still on. She checked her phone and found no explanation text. Walking into the bathroom, she ripped off some of the sexy lingerie pieces that went to waste. She angrily showered and broke bristles on her toothbrush at the force she scrubbed. She jerked her hair into a ponytail and tugged on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. As she applied makeup, she heard her door open and close.

Roman's body appeared in the doorframe. "Please don't be mad."

"Who am I to get mad at a husband for sleeping with his own wife?" she mumbled.

"Yes, we slept together, literally slept together. The twins wanted to sleep with us and you know how they are if they can't have their way."

"Yeah," she cringed thinking back to their shrieks during his FaceTime call that time.

"I was only going to stay until they went to sleep but I fell asleep first," he appeared to be telling the truth. He looked down at the floor. "Pasties and a thong? What the hell did I miss out on?"

"If you showed up last night you'd know," she muttered, sliding on lip gloss.

"Galina is getting Jojo ready so we actually have time today…" he said, moving to stand behind her.

"You do, I don't," she replied.

"Really, Rob? If you look at me for more than 3 seconds you're ready to go. If I slid my hand down into your panties right now I bet you're wet," he said, testing his theory. "Yep."

"Well, you see, I, uh. Oh yeah, I just got out of the shower before you walked in and I was in a hurry so I put my clothes on without drying myself," she lied. "Whatever, you caught me. Let's do it before I change my mind."

Roman peeled her jeans and underwear down to her knees and bent her over the vanity, taking a step back to enjoy the view. He kneeled behind her and she felt his breath on her ass, followed by a kiss. He ran his hands up and down her butt, letting his fingernails leave goosebumps as they barely slid over the soft flesh. Finally, his warm tongue touched her outer lips, licking and probing her. Moaning, she slid one leg out of her jeans so she could spread her legs to give him better access. His tongue slid over her entrance, and continued down until he found her nub, which he sucked between his lips.

He stood up behind her and she could hear his zipper pull down. She could feel the tip of his penis resting on her ass. He put one hand on the small of her back to steady himself. She felt the top of his thighs hit the back of hers. They were very still, his cock buried deep inside her. He took a handful of ass in each hand and pulled himself out and then sank it back in just as deep.

"Holy fuck, Joe!" her forehead dropped against the cold counter but he jerked her ponytail forcing her to look at herself in the mirror. Her face was frozen in pleasure.

She knew that she wouldn't last much longer with each deep thrust of his hard cock into her tight walls, and she could feel him throbbing, knew that he was holding back until she released first. She arched her back further and pushed against him chasing the orgasm. His thrusts started to become more erratic as he began to lose his rhythm the closer that he came to climax.

He grabbed hold of her ponytail again to pull her up to a standing position. Her head turned to find his lips. She felt so wet around his hard cock as he thrust deeper into her, each thrust faster and harder than the last. Her legs became weak as she let go of herself. With one final push, he exploded with a loud groan.

They were both breathing hard and she could see in the mirror that they wore matching smiles as he slowly withdrew.

"There," he said, "Now you can't be mad at me anymore, not after that award-winning fuck!"

"Get over yourself! That wouldn't even make the top 10 of our sessions," she teased.

His phone dinged and he picked it up. "Jojo's ready."

"Walk slow there and then walk slow on the way back. I kind of have to clean up."

"I want to watch," he leaned against the wall to get comfortable.

"Go!" she giggled.

About ten minutes later, she heard a knock on her door. She looked through the peephole and Roman was standing there with Jojo. She opened the door and Jojo shyly moved into the shadow of her father.

"Jojo, there's someone I'd like you to meet," Roman said, bringing Jojo closer to the doorway. "This is my coworker Robyn, but you can call her Robbie or Rob for short."

"Hi," they both awkwardly spoke at the same time.

Robbie couldn't tell who Jojo looked like. She was a perfect blend of both parents. "Your dad talks about you a lot so in a way it feels like we've already met. He told me that he gets stuck watching Nickelodeon all the time on his off days. Don't tell anyone this because it may ruin my reputation but I still watch Nick and Disney sometimes."

Jojo's eyes narrowed and her head tilted a little like she didn't believe her. She looked exactly like Galina now. "What's your favorite shows?"

"The Loud House on Nick and Raven's Home on Disney because I grew up watching That's So Raven," Robbie answered her test question. Roman gave her the thumbs up and Jojo smiled slightly but didn't reply.

Roman looked at his watch. "The event doesn't start until 10 and it's 9 so I thought we could grab breakfast downstairs."

The ride down the elevator was quiet and a little uncomfortable.

"So...how old are you?"

"Eleven," Jojo replied simply.

When they made it to the hotel restaurant, Roman led them to a table with four chairs, two on one side, two on the other. Jojo sat on one side, Robyn sat on the other and Roman took a seat beside Robyn. Jojo frowned, obviously expecting him to sit beside her.

"I bet you're really excited for Wrestlemania weekend," Robbie asked.

"Yes," she mumbled.

"Robyn is a cancer survivor as well," Roman said.

"That's good," Jojo replied dryly.

Robbie: Did Galina tell her about me or something?

Him: No, she doesn't know about the breakup, much less a potential stepmom. Jojo is just shy around new ppl. Give her some time.

The event was going well. She hung back for a while, letting him do most of the work but she became comfortable soon after and found that she genuinely liked meeting the children and hearing their stories from the parents.

However, every time Roman and Robbie were alone for more than a minute, Jojo would come between them.

"You two are such an inspiration for these children. My son has been feeling down lately but when I told him that we were coming here today he's a new little boy. Thank you," a mom wiped tears from her eyes.

"It's just us again so I have to say this quickly before Jojo returns but I think she senses something between us…"

"What? No. She's only 11," he brushed it off.

"Her 11 is different from our 11. The kids nowadays have cellphones, internet and Netflix. This generation is far more perceptive and aware than ours. Does she know that we're dating on the low? No. But she does know that I'm a woman getting too close to her dad and clearly it doesn't sit well with her."

"You may be right," he replied. "This shit is getting more complicated by the minute."

"And...here she comes," Robbie whispered.

Progress was made. Jojo was standoffish for a while but as time went by, she became more accustomed to Robbie's presence.

The two walked over to the refreshment table together. Robbie picked up a frozen popsicle and looked at the caterer. "Hey, do you have one that isn't frozen? I like to drink the juice."

"Me too!" Jojo said.

"Make that two," Robbie smiled down at her. They got their liquid popsicles and walked away.

Jojo had a question. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Uh, no…"

"Why not? You're really pretty."

"Well, you know how your dad is away a lot because of WWE?" she asked and Jojo nodded. "I'm on that same schedule. He already had you guys before so all he had to do was maintain his family. I didn't have anyone before WWE so it's hard for me to establish a new relationship being away so much."

"Are you going to the thing tomorrow? Maybe you'll meet someone there."

"The thing?" Robbie raised a brow before it clicked. "Oh, you mean the Hall of Fame?"

"Yes," Jojo confirmed.

"I'm going but I'm not really looking for anyone. We'll see what happens," Robbie hated this conversation because it was going to bring Jojo so much confusion in a few months when she ended up with her dad. She may even blame Robbie for her parent's marriage falling apart.

"What color is your dress?"

"Yellow."

"My mom's dress is blue," she crossed her legs. "I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back."

By that time, Roman walked over. "You two getting along well enough for her to give you a good report when Galina asks?"

"We're getting along just fine. Speaking of Galina, Jojo mentioned the Hall of Fame. Please tell me you're not taking her!"

"Why not? You knew from day 1 that we were going to keep up appearances," he said.

"Okay, it's one thing to wear your ring and vaguely talk about her in interviews but this is too much!"

"What was I supposed to do? Not bring her and go alone?"

"Skip it all together! No one would assume anything beyond, 'they must've had other plans or it's been a busy weekend for Roman, maybe he's tired.' You're not thinking ahead about how messy this is going to be," she shook her head. "Let me break things down. This will be the timeline through the public's eyes: 1. You and I have been working together. 2. You and Galina show up to the Hall of Fame looking like a happily married couple. 3. You divorce. 4. We come out as a couple. 5. All hell breaks loose. You tell me what everyone's going to think! And you aren't going to come out and say 'we were separated already' because that would defeat the purpose of this whole charade. It looks suspicious as hell!"

"What do you want me to do, Robyn?"

"I said what I said and I'm going to let you make your own decision," she replied. "Keep in mind if you go, you'd have to push the divorce back to September or October because who's going to believe that from April to July you two just up and decided to divorce after appearing together all couple-ly tomorrow? It's bad enough the basis of your feud with Drew has you talking about your wife. Please don't take this as a jealous rant because it's not. I'm just trying to protect myself in the fallout, okay?"

Roman inhaled deep through his nose. "It seems that I have a lot to think about. Give me some time to mull it over and I'll come up with a decision."


"Today was fun. It was nice meeting you, Joelle," Robyn smiled at Roman and Jojo when they walked her to her room. She gave him a secret wink and he winked back before she entered her room.

"Sooo…" he said as he walked alone with his daughter. "Did you enjoy yourself today?"

"I did," she nodded. "I thought it would be boring because it was a hospital but it turned out to be fun."

"Did you like Robbie?"

"Yeah, she was nice…"

R-Robbie-Robyn-Robbie: I almost forgot. Jojo is a very intelligent and well spoken child. Galina is doing a wonderful job.

Joe: Galina? What about me?

R-Robbie-Robyn-Robbie: I think the one who is there the most should get the most credit. However, I see a lot of your traits in her so I'll give u that.

This was perfect. Robyn seems to have accepted his daughter and Jojo seems to have accepted her..as his coworker. How she'd react when they became a couple remained to be seen.

"Let's see what your mom and the twins are up to," Roman said, sliding the keycard into the door. He was getting ready to open his mouth when he swung it open but Galina put a finger to her lip and pointed to the two sleeping bodies on the bed.

She waved them over into the kid's room. "It took me forever to put them down. How was your day, Jojo?"

"Fine," Jojo replied.

"Did you meet your father's coworker?" Galina asked and Jojo nodded. "Was she nice?"

"Yeah. I thought things would be awkward but she was relatable…"

"Awkward? Relatable?" Roman snorted. "Do you even know what those words mean?"

"Uhm, I'm 11, not 6. They give us harder words in spelling bees," Jojo told him.

"Well excuse me," Roman laughed.

"You're excused," Galina replied. "Your sister is going to come over in a few hours to watch them."

"Where are we going?"

"Out," was all Galina replied.

A few hours later they stepped onto the elevator. Roman sighed. There was no right time to do this but he knew it had to be done. "About the Hall of Fame...how would you feel about skipping it?"

Galina raised a brow. "What's wrong? Are you tired? I know you had a busy day today."

"No, but if we're really pulling the plug on our marriage, it might be best to wean the fans off of the image of us together," he responded.

"Hmm, you had no problem up until this point. Wonder what changed your mind," she muttered accusingly.

"Yes, Robyn brought it to my attention but honestly, she's right. We can't walk in there hand in hand, I can't put my arm around your shoulder when we sit or exchange looks without raising suspicion when we abruptly divorce," he explained. "I'm sure the fans are going to miss our annual photo-op but they'll survive."

"I guess they will," she replied, folding her arms. "For the record, I had my heart set on going but I can't go alone so if you aren't willing what can I do?"

"Oh yeah, she texted me this earlier," he showed her Robyn's texts about Joelle.

"Stop!" Galina groaned, pushing his phone away. "I'm trying so hard to hate this bitch but neither of you are making it easy."

"As it should be!"

She led him into the hotel's restaurant where they met with his cousins and their wives. This was one of the only times of year where they could come together as a family and hang out.

"How is the transition going?" Trinity asked.

"Fine, apparently," Galina answered. "He's moved on and I've already met her. Jojo, too."

"Whaaaat?" Trinity gasped, looking at him in shock. "With who?"

"Robyn," Roman said.

"Robyn? From Raw?" Trinity exclaimed. She opened her mouth but closed it. "I'm just going to be quiet on that one."

"What?" Galina curiously scooted closer.

"Well, the tea is...she's a lesbian."

Roman laughed, shaking his head. "I guess you missed the statement she issued denying it."

"Do you know how many closeted gay or lesbian celebs have denied it before the truth came out years later?"

"Trust me, Trin, she's not a lesbian," Roman said with conviction.

"Sorry, sis, that's the only 'bad' thing I had," Trinity told Galina. "Other than that, she's a sweetheart and quiet. I've been in the lockerroom with pretty much every girl on the roster and trust me, there are some shady women who could've gotten their claws into him. I'll be watching her though just in case she's sneaky so don't worry."

Robyn was sleep when he made it back to the room so he stripped off his clothes and joined her.

He woke to a loud thump on the floor the next morning. When he squinted his eyes open, he saw Robbie fully dressed carrying one shoe while the other, the thump, was on the floor.

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," she whispered.

He sat up against the headboard with a groggy moan. The time on his watch was 6:53. "You have an event this early?"

"No, I'm from Brooklyn, remember? I'm going to spend some time with my family and friends today. It's early but I'm trying to get out before fans get to stirring and back up traffic," she replied, stepping into her shoes. "What are you going to get into today?"

"Media rounds and interviews," he yawned. "It's going to be a long one."

"Oh, I don't have those problems because who'd want to interview me and what would we talk about?" she said it jokingly but he could hear undertones of sadness in her voice. "Anyway, my dad is waiting downstairs so I have to go."

"And you're not going to let me meet him?" Roman snorted humorously.

"Hey dad, meet my still-married boyfriend. I'm sure that'll go over so well," she laughed, walking toward the door. "I'll catch up with you later."

Roman sat up when the door snapped shut, grabbing his phone. He scrolled down his contacts until he found Vince. It rung a few times before he answered. "You weren't sleep, were you?"

"You know I don't sleep," Vince chuckled.

"There's two things we need to discuss. The first, I won't be able to make it to the Hall of Fame tonight so you can have the seating chart rearranged. The second, this is random but who's expected to win the women's rumble tomorrow?"

"It's not set in stone yet but we're looking at Carmella since she's from New York and MetLife is only 8 miles away in Jersey so she'll get a local pop. Why? I wouldn't think the results of this of all matches would be of interest to you," Vince inquired.

"I spent some time at the children's hospital with Robyn yesterday and she was great. I know we already discussed including her into the show more post-Mania but I think she needs a Wrestlemania moment and like Carmella, she's a New Yorker," Roman usually wasn't one to use backstage politics and he wouldn't be doing it now if he thought she didn't deserve it.

"I'll see what I can do, Joe."

"Thanks, and Vince? This conversation never happened," Roman insisted.


Robbie didn't ask Roman about his decision on the Hall of Fame because she was scared of the answer. If he went he'd only dig himself into a deeper hole. Her heart sank a little when she returned to the room and he wasn't there. It was only an hour before the red carpet kickoff so naturally she assumed he was getting ready down in Galina's room.

She looked elegant in her yellow floor-length bodice gown with a dramatic thigh-split and flowing train. The dress was entirely encrusted with sequins and it had a low-cut neckline. She wore the look with silver open toed heels and her hair swept over in a side part styled in loose waves.

"You look amazing, Robyn, who are you wearing?" Charly asked holding the mic to her.

"Thank you, it's Versace," she answered.

"On Sunday you'll be taking part in the battle royal, can I get your thoughts on that?"

"Of course I'm looking to win although I'm sure every participant that's asked that question is going to answer the same."

"Let's talk about the first women's Wrestlemania main event happening tomorrow. Are you excited?"

"As a woman in this business, I'm ecstatic that we're having the first female main event. However, I can't lie, I'm more excited for the aftermath of it so more of us can get into the picture. I was brought up to the main roster unexpectedly and I've been coasting ever since with no direction. Nobody in our locker room has a direction if we're being honest. Minus the women's tag title scene, both rosters have been decimated for the sake of the triple threat. Post Mania I plan on making myself more visible…" she trailed off when the crowd started cheering out of nowhere. She felt numb expecting to see Roman and Galina but it was just Becky. "...because it's finally my time and my presence will be felt."

"Thank you, Robbie, I'll let you get to your seat," Charly replied, bringing the interview to a close.

She was shown to her seat on the second row. Pulling out her phone, she checked social media and found that most considered her best dressed so far.

Him: Excellent promo.

Robbie looked around and there was no sign of him.

Robbie: Where r u?

Him: With my parents and the rest of my family. We have the Network on.

Robbie: If I'd known u weren't coming I wouldn't have either! I assumed u were but the only reason I still came is 1. because I didn't want to feel pathetic in my room eating ice cream and pouting about it & 2. I wanted to tease you with how good I looked only to deny you sex when u made it back to the room as punishment.

Him: You look stunning. I can't wait to run my hand up that split tonight.

Robbie: How did Galina take it?

Him: Uh...a gown, shoes & jewelry that cost enough to buy a small car went to waste and she's not returning any of it out of spite so not well...but she understood.

Robbie monitored social media throughout the ceremony and saw multiple fans bummed about the no show of Roman and Galina. Twitter and Instagram was filled with nothing but couple stanning, screencaps and vids. Every move a couple made, every glance at each other and every smile was gushed about. This is what she was warning him about and she was glad he listened.

He was sitting on her bed when she got back to the room. "What the hell happened?"

"It was horrible," she plopped down beside him. "I know some saw the guy coming but I was focused on Bret so when I saw him being tackled I was legit shocked. All hell broke loose after that."

"I know some fans are hardcore attention seekers and want to get themselves over by doing stupid shit sometimes but that's the most disrespectful act I've ever seen in my life," he shook his head. "What else?"

"Nothing much. Oh yeah, things got really awkward when Hogan came out. A lot of people didn't know how to react, some reluctantly stood and clapped, some just snubbed him, Becky left. Thankfully, I was behind Braun and he's tall so when he stood no one noticed me still sitting with my head down on my phone," she laughed. "It was an okay night but you didn't miss anything."

"Except this," as promised he ran his hand up the split of her dress until he reached his destination.


Changed into her gear, Robyn was ready for tonight. The locker room was filled with selfies and half-done hair and makeup. She looked at the monitor and the cruiserweight match was just beginning on the preshow. There was a knock on their door and they knew it was time to start filing out.

Robbie was pulled aside before she entered gorilla by Vince. She knew confusion was evident all over her face as she faced him.

"We booked you to win tonight," he told her.

"Me?" she pointed to herself in disbelief. "Why?"

He blinked, taken aback. "Most people don't ask questions. They just celebrate their impending victory."

"Oh, sorry!" she apologized. "It just caught me by surprise. I don't know how you came to this decision but thank you!"

So many things popped into her head. Why? Especially over top contenders participating. She wondered if this had to do with the post-Mania push they discussed a month ago. If she'd known she was winning she would've had special gear made. When the tickets went on sale, she dragged on it and by the time she went to purchase, the front row and floor seats were sold out. Had she known she'd be winning she would've rushed to get her parents front row. They were close but nothing compares to be able to look them in the eyes and walk over to them as you celebrate your victory.

Every woman had a flare in their eyes as they walked down the ramp. Robbie stopped and inhaled, taking in the atmosphere filled with electric emotions. Thousands of cameras flash in unison. She looked above at the open roof towards the sky. Her breath became heavier, heart beat heavier as she reads the sign, WrestleMania.

WrestleMania was the night when destinies are realized. It was the night when some dreams came true. Legacies are defied, legacies are defended and legacies are born here tonight.

This wasn't like the Royal Rumble where the entrances were timed. Everyone was in there together and it began as a clusterfuck of bodies trying to get their stuff in before being thrown out. Finally, it came down to her and Carmella. They went back and forth for a while before Robbie dumped her over.

"And your winner, Robyn!'

Because they were New Jersey and she was a New Yorker, she received a loud pop. She stood on the top rope and squinted her eyes to find her parents. They were in the stands, the first row behind the floor seats.

She rolled out of the ring and went over to the trophy, moving to grab it.

"No, it's too heavy, that's why we're leaving it on the stand," someone from ringside staff told her.

"I don't care. It's mine!" she strained to pick it up and her knees gave out a little but she eventually got it over her head.

"Get the shot, get the shot, get the shot," she hissed through her smile clenched teeth at the photographer as he stood in front of her. When he nodded she put it back down with an exhausted sigh.

The bad thing about being a "secret" was no one was there to greet her when she walked through the curtains. Of course she got mumbled 'congratulations' in passing but it would've been nice to actually see him but it was only a throwaway preshow thing and he had an actual match to prepare for.

Everyone else was congratulating Roman when he returned backstage after defeating Drew McIntyre so she decided to blend in.

"You were awesome out there," she complimented.

"Thanks, so were you," he replied which made her smile.

"Where those your little boys out there?" she asked.

"Yep, they're mine. This was their first time being at a show. I didn't know how it would go because they're only 2 and a half but they were great and were watching me every step of the way," he gushed like a proud dad.

"Yeah, for the brief seconds they were shown they looked really into it," she laughed. "I'm not going to hold you up any longer. I'm sure you want to go shower and enjoy the rest of your night."

"I do," he smirked.

Her hotel room swung open and he entered. She attacked him with kissing as she jumped on him.

"Congratulations," he mumbled in between kisses when he saw the trophy in the corner.

"I was so surprised when he told me I was winning," she said. "I couldn't believe it! I assumed they'd give it someone like Asuka to pacify the fans who were upset at her losing the title the way she did. Or at least someone who's been prominent within the last few months."

"Who knows why they make the decisions they make but it could've have been given to a better woman," the corner of his lips twitched as he controlled the forming of a smile.

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "You didn't have anything to do with this, did you? Because I warned you already that I didn't want any interference from you. It'll only make things harder when I become Roman Reigns girlfriend."

"No! I didn't even know the results of my own match, let alone yours," he assured her with a dismissive wave of his hand.

With that settled, she opened her robe. "Victory sex time!"