She didn't get much time alone before a bigger man showed up in the door and entered the room.
"Roman, you look like shit," she said.
"So do you," he said.
"I feel like shit too," she said.
He stopped a few steps from her and crossed his arms.
"Help me out here, Roman. I can't seem to remember what happened. I know we went down together but I can't recall the landing. Please don't tell me I softened your fall completely," she said.
"Like your small body could ever take up my entire frame," he said.
"Good, good. I just wouldn't be able to forgive myself if you didn't get hurt at all," she said and smiled innocently.
He snorted.
"You're just really becking for us to hurt you, aren't you?" He asked.
She turned around, leaned her hands on the wall and shook her ass.
"Yes daddy, please punish me," she answered.
Again she was surprised at how fast a man his size could move. Before she got a chance to turn back around, he was right behind her with his hand on her head, pressing her hard up against the wall.
"You're just all shades of crazy, aren't you?" He growled.
"Oh Roman, you know just how to sweet talk a lady," she said.
He gave her head a push before releasing her again. She turned around and looked at him.
"Aw, you were just starting to turn me on," she said and stuck out her tongue.
She felt herself connect with the wall again as he wrapped a hand around her throat and squeezed tight.
"Come on, little girl, let me hear you talk some more dirty," he said as he gave her a cold stare.
She tried opening her mouth but all that came out were gasps as she struggled to breathe. His free hand went around her and squeezed her ass.
"Is this what you want, little girl?" He whispered in her ear. "Because I'll give it to you. We will all give it to you. We'll hurt you way beyond your imagination if you keep up this attitude of yours."
She fell to her knees still gasping for air when he finally let go. He lifted his foot and she felt his boot on her neck as he pressed her all the way down on the floor.
"You gotta learn to stay down," he growled.
Then the pressure disappeared and she watched from the floor as he walked away. He stopped in the open door and she could see Dean walk up to him. Roman looked over his shoulder to take one last look at her before looking back at Dean.
"She's all yours," Roman said and walked away.
Dean walked quickly over to her.
"Get up!" He sneered and kicked her in the side.
She made a painful sound and he laughed.
"I said, get up, dollface!" He sneered and kicked her again.
"Seriously, stop being so romantic! I'm getting up, alright!" She yelled at him as she dragged herself up.
She heard him chuckle at her use of the word romantic. She wondered why they all found her so amusing. She always talked like that. Hadn't they watched any of her promos or seen any of her matches? She wasn't the typical female wrestler, nor did she ever want to be.
She finally got to her feet. Her eyes slowly went from the floor and up his body. She stopped as she saw the tip of a folding knife sticking out of the side pocket of his pants. She hurried to move her eyes all the way to meet his stare before he noticed that she had seen it.
"Dean-o darling, I was actually hoping you could help me out a bit," she said.
He let out a high laugh.
"Like I'm ever gonna let you loose," he said.
"What? No, I would never ask you to do that. Why would I do that? I like being chained up. But out of curiosity, which one of you hold the key to the handcuffs?" She asked.
"Like we would ever bring it in here. We know you and how you work. You'll try taking us down and get the key. It's on the counter in the kitchen and it'll stay there," he answered.
"Huh, how about that? Clever boy," she said and tilted her head. "Anyway, I need your help to settle a bet there's going around in the female locker room."
He raised his eyebrows.
"You see, all the women are betting on which Shield member has the biggest dick. Now, we all know it isn't Seth after his nude pictures scandal. He's avarage size which isn't bad at all but that leaves you and Roman. The other women say it must be Roman due to his large frame but I got my money on you," she said.
She grabbed his crotch with her right hand and gave him a dirty look. He put both his hands over hers, afraid she might hurt him. She didn't. She just kept it there in a gently squeeze, holding his gaze, distracting him while her left hand quickly pulled the knife out of his pocket. She used her fingertips to push it up her sleeve before he noticed.
"Get him out!"
"Ah well," she said and released her grip.
He let go off her hand but kept looking into her eyes.
"You'll find out soon enough," he said in a cold voice.
"Uh, lucky me," she said and stuck out her tongue.
"What are you doing? Get him out!"
She yawned.
"What time is it?" She asked as casual as she could.
"Just past midnight. We'll come back tomorrow to start having some real fun with you," he said and smirked.
"Goodnight Dean," she said and sat down.
He walked over to the door. He turned around and looked at her.
"For the record, Roman's dick is thicker but mine is longer," he said.
She laughed as he turned around, closed the door and left her in the room. She waited for a few seconds, listened if any of them were coming back, before taking out the knife from her sleeve.