Ok everyone, new chapter is here.
I hope I didn't freak anyone out with my last chapter. I know how dark and intense that was but don't worry, there won't be too much of that :)
Enjoy the next scene. Shout out to everyone for reviewing!
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Taryn had been in the gym working out, training and preparing for her match against Seth. The word got around that Seth and Zahra had called it quits. A part of her didn't care much for the couple. Hell as far as she was concerned, she hoped those two would rot off in hell.
She could say the same for Zahra, but as for Seth. She had a different feeling about him.
In some strange way, maybe even feeling sorry for him.
"What the hell am I saying?" She shook her head, turning on the treadmill to get back to her workout. She had about two more weeks to prepare for her Hell In The Cell match and she had to stay focused.
But last night, she just couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. Her dreams would haunt her every night. She truly felt like she deserved it but at the same time, she hated how things turned out this way. It felt like an silent epidemic that she was going through.
Taryn never meant to hurt anyone. She especially never meant to hurt Alex Riley, who was in NXT now as a commentator. Of course, her mind just slipped at the time and her whole world crashed, just having the thirst for revenge.
But she forced herself to not let her mind start feeling guilt. They were the ones that raped her, abused her and with her father in the ICU, no one had even suspected it was her.
The only regret was that she knew for sure she could never have another child ever again. At the same time though, she had high hopes that one day, her and Stefan could have a baby, and that she could be a mother again but the right way. Then again, the pressure with Stefan to bear a child was getting harder by the minute. Her mind was on the tipping point and she just wasn't sure how long she could hold on until she started to break again.
She just wanted to forget about what happened to her. She prayed that none of her sisters and her grandmother found out about this. It would kill them. And not only that, her mind told her that no one would believe her, that no one would even help her or deem her as creepy and psycho.
Even though she didn't care much about being an outcast back then, she often felt like an outcast in the WWE, even with being the top Diva in the company. Even with the fans and gaining so much respect from almost everyone, she still felt a sheer ounce of loneliness.
She rolled up her sleeves as she looked at the bandages around her wrists from when she cut herself this morning. Her husband gave her the worst brutal lecture of how she wasn't doing the job as a wife should, which was make him breakfast the right way. So as punishment, he broke her laptop and now she would have to dig out her own money to buy a new one.
As soon as he left the house, Taryn found herself grabbing the blade as it made contact with her wrist, with her dog Oreo looking on as he whimpered, in a sense begging for her not to do it.
She was doing about 10 laps on the treadmill but then she saw Seth walking in as he peeled his shirt off. He was getting ready to do some bench presses and Taryn slipped her headphones back in, ignoring him. She had to do her music player all over again ever since he sneaked in and messed with her music player.
Of course, her curiosity got the better of her as she did a side eye glance, peeking as Seth was shirtless, working out as he did his pushups, starting to sweat already. She had never seen Seth without his shirt off except in the ring, but she had given it better view notice as to how he always kept his body more fit than any other athlete. He was practically ripped, as some would call it. He didn't sport any tattoos except the one on his wrist and on his back.
They weren't big and she noticed they were a Chinese Symbol down to his back. Anyway, his muscles were flexing as he also had his hair down, just pushing with the weights, giving it 100 percent.
When she continued to stare, all she kept doing was trying to find ways to breathe again. As he looked up, she looked away just going back to her workout as she continued running. She cursed herself for even looking at Seth that way. She made the excuse as to not getting enough rest last night and she left it at that.
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Seth was trying to focus on his workout as he did more bench presses but all his eyes kept doing was watching Taryn's ass bounce up and down in those printed Guns and Roses leggings she was sporting, along with the red bra top she was wearing as she was working up a sweat, training for the match as well.
Her ass was toned and it was perfect and bigger than most of the girls he would check out in the Divas locker room while he was dating Zahra at the time. He watched for a few minutes as she got off the treadmill and then she started working on her squats, her music in her ears.
Seth tried not to pay attention but his eyes kept being focused on the way her ass would continue to bounce up and down and she wasn't even trying. He even looked at the tattoos that she had on her back. They weren't crazy like how Zahra's was but they were moderate and to a minimum. He didn't like too many tattoos on a woman as he found it unattractive. Taryn of course, was a different story.
He found himself imagining what her ass would look like in a thong, and then his mind fell back to the erotic dream he had of Taryn blowing him, giving him the most glorious head ever. It drove him crazy and he had to take a cold shower to erase that memory, despite that it would creep back into his mind.
He stopped his workout as he went out to the hall as he took a minute to get some fresh air, trying to regain his composure. Where has his morals gone? Him and Taryn have hated each other for years since freshman year in high school. They have pulled pranks on each other, fought on each other, insulted each other and practically made each others lives a living hell. He actually started to crack a smile at the one time Taryn had cussed him out in Spanish when he purposely threw a football on the back of her head.
Which resulted in her kicking him in the nuts and the both of them scoring detention. But even then, she spoke that language beautifully and it was one hell of a fucking turn on.
He had no idea what she said to him in Spanish but the way her lips were flowing, her eyes and how they sparked so much anger and close to killing him, just made his dick stand up at attention.
Which was NOT a good idea ever since last night.
He ran to the bathroom as he tried to think of other thoughts besides the sexual ones he's been having of Taryn.
"Come on, Come on!" He scolded to himself. "Think of...fuck...think of Paul Heyman naked."
He almost became physically ill at the sight of the image but it worked as his dick got soft again. He stepped back out as he could see Taryn on the phone. He had a feeling it had to be her husband, Stefan.
He's seen the guy more than once and given the way his personality and how he was, he didn't trust the man and he barely knew him. But just the feeling of him all together just didn't give him a good feeling. Stefan was known to be the biggest corporate lawyer in all of Santa Monica, California. He had an impressionable reputation and had the wealthiest family.
Still, given with what he has done he didn't trust that man. He just couldn't figure out why as he seemed to be a decent guy and obviously perfect for Taryn.
He was getting ready to grab his things when he could hear Taryn talking some more.
"I promise I'll take my meds...please don't be mad at me, snuggle bunny...I promise I will I just forgot I'm sorry...please don't yell at me..please I'm trying my hardest." He could practically hear tears at the base of Taryn's voice.
"What the fuck is he saying to her? What medication?" He was suspicious. He looked away when she ended the call and saw she went down the hall a little further. He eyed her once more as she saw that she was taking a handful of pills that Stefan prescribed for her.
Just to figure out what was going on, he decided to casually walk up to her.
"Hey troll face." he smirked as she jumped, putting whatever it was back in her bag.
"Don't do that, you stupid shit." She snarled.
"So, is that candy you are eating or I'm just taking a guess that's one of those pills to make you stop talking for the rest of the day?" He knew he was being a real dick to her. He couldn't help that side to him.
"It's nothing. I just have cramps alright." She muttered as she walked off.
Now he definitely knew something was off with Taryn. She would snap off at him, tell him to fuck off. But with her being quiet and brushing him off with no comeback. Something was off.
He had a serious bad feeling about this.
But he just hoped he was wrong about this. He really hoped so.
During the shows of RAW and Smackdown, Taryn and Seth have had their respective scripted feuds and as usual fighting each other by no means to an end, letting the crowd eat it up completely.
The Pay Per View was coming in about one more week on Sunday and everyone was excited for their matches, especially with Taryn and Seth's being the main event match of the night.
They were in the rental car as the fans had stopped them a few times after the show, wanting their autographs as they stopped to sign a few and even took pictures with them before the crowd got too crazy.
"Ok, see you guys. Love you." Taryn smiled as Seth pulled off, heading to the next city.
It was quiet for awhile as Taryn stared out the window, into the dark night.
"You...want something to eat?" Seth muttered as he pulled to a stop light.
It seems that Taryn didn't even hear him as she kept trying to call her husband, who was having voicemail after voicemail.
"Hey babe its me again..." Taryn sighed, speaking into the automated voicemail. "I know you must be tired, working hard and everything but I just wanted to tell you I love you and I miss you. I umm...hope you saw my match tonight when I was fighting Sasha Banks and all...well...bye."
She hung up the phone as Seth had to force himself not to say anything stupid or insulting. It was clear she was missing her husband terribly. At the same time, he hoped he didn't call her back tonight.
"So..what do you want to eat tonight?" He asked her once more.
"I can't eat anything. Stefan wants me on a strict diet." She sipped her bottle of water.
"Is he fucking nuts? What diet?" His brain told him, seeing that Taryn didn't even need a diet.
He decided to focus on the road as he continued his drive into the night.
"Maybe we could listen to some music." He suggested, trying to break the tension between him, the bastard side to him wanting to just throw an insult her way, get her riled up and upset.
He turned on the radio as some Spanish music began to play. Taryn's eyes began to perk up, knowing it was actually one of her favorite singers by the name of Arcangel.
"Contigo quiero amores De muchos colores Tu boca sabe a sabores Fresa, mango, piña Que ricura niña ay ay ay." Taryn sang along to the lyrics of the song.
Seth couldn't help but be a little impressed by the way she spoke the lyrics smoothly, and she had one beautiful voice as well.
"You actually know what he's saying?" Seth looked at her, trying to hide the fact that he was impressed by her knowing of the second language.
"Well obviously, Einstein. Otherwise I wouldn't be singing it." Taryn stated the obvious.
"Well I don't know Spanish like that, unless its tacos or something. Shit, I thought thats what he was talking about." Seth made a face, shrugging his shoulders.
Even though Taryn rolled her eyes at him, she hid the snickering as Seth actually made her laugh with his cheesy joke.
"You sure you don't want anything to eat?" He bugged her once more.
"No Seth I don't." She got annoyed. "If you ask me once more, I'm going to knock your teeth out with my damn shoe."
With that statement, Seth actually started laughing, which had Taryn puzzled.
"What?" Taryn twisted up her face.
"You know I decided." He smirked at her wickedly. "I'm not going to call you a troll face anymore."
"Thank you.." Taryn looked at him oddly.
"Because your new name will be known as chibi face." He laughed as her face twisted up more, snarling, ready to tear his face off with her teeth.
"Seth Rollins I am ready to punch your eyes out and every part of your anatomy! I am NOT a chibi!" She yelled at him.
"With the face your making, its actually quite funny right now." He started mocking her and her voice. "I'm Taryn and I get angry over every little thing to where I get so angry, my face gets puffy and red like a fat chibi."
"I am really going to kill you right now, you arrogant stupid head!" She lunged at him as they made it to a stop light
They pulled to a stop light and with that minute Taryn started to smack him and hit him with her water bottle.
"Ow, ow crap! Ow damn it woman! Get off your period already!" He snapped at her. "OWWW!"
He caught her hands in time as they made eye contact, with her breathing heavily in anger as well as he was. Seth liked to bully and joke on her but that shit flew out the window when she started putting his hands on him. Even if he deserved it.
"Let me go!" She screamed at him.
"Calm down and I will." He eyed her, holding onto her wrists.
"Seriously let go!" She struggled, biting the inside of her cheek as her wrists began to bother her, the cuts still not healing all the way. She had been losing blood over the past few days and thought for it to be nothing as all she had been doing was wrapping them up with bandages to keep the blood from flowing all over again down to her hands.
She prayed the blood wouldn't seep through her jacket.
She bit his wrist as he cursed, pulling away from her as she hopped out the car, calling for a cab.
"Taryn, get back in the car!" Seth called out for her as he rubbed his hand to where she bit him.
"Fuck you Seth! You don't have control over me!" She made it into the cab as she went to the airport without him.
"Fuck!" He banged his hands on the steering wheel, trying to make sense as to what just happened a moment ago.
He knew he should have followed her even though they were going to the same place anyway, but he forced himself to give her breathing room for the moment.
Maybe it was for the best that they needed to be separated so that he could prepare for the match that was coming up Sunday.
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"Yes thats it baby! Fuck me harder!" Stefan cheered on his mistress as she was bouncing on his dick, moaning as he was close to cumming. She had her face in the throes of an orgasm, sweat covering their bodies as they were in her bedroom, fucking each other for hours.
He slapped her ass once more as he sucked on her nipple, her pussy was tightening around the shaft of his dick as he was on the verge of cumming. He pounded inside of her a few more times as he fucked her harder and faster, being passionate with her.
Finally, they both have reached their breaking point as he erupted inside the latex condom as she moaned, cumming hard as well as he bent down to lick on her pussy.
"So you won't eat your wife's pussy but you'll eat mines anytime right?" She grinned proudly.
"Damn right. You're everything she's not; Beautiful, smart and fucking sexy." He kissed her hand.
"So will she be taken care of yet?" His mistress pouted as she tossed her hair back, climbing up on his lap as she slipped on her silk robe.
"Trust me babe; The more she keeps taking those pills I force her to take, she'll eventually go into shock. Then, everything she owns will be mines." He grinned. "It will look like an accident and I'll get away with it Scott free."
"And I'll be all yours right?" She purred.
"You're already mines baby." He pecked her cheek. "After all, I didn't buy you that sapphire pearl necklace for nothing on your birthday right?"
"Which was suppose to be for her..." She pointed out, to which they laughed as he poured a bottle of champagne.
"But what if it doesn't work. What if she decides she ups and leaves you?" She shrugs, almost laughing at the frown on his face."
"Trust me. I have Taryn wrapped around my finger. She will never leave me. Not by a long shot. She needs me. She so damn pathetic as to where I've been using her all this time because I've manipulated her into thinking she won't be able to live without me."
"Well, your plan better work babe." She slipped on her robe. "Now you can either take a shower and get dressed or come with me."
"Glad to do so." He smiled, following her into the steamy bathroom, continuing their forbidden affair.
Special Shout out to iiCraziichic to introducing me to the sexy Spanish singer, Arcangel to help with this chapter.
Thank you, love you honey :)