Chapter 12

Later that night, Alexis stared out the window of her hotel room, sipping a glass of wine, pressing her forehead against the window. So 'Taker was going after Stephanie McMahon, how quaint. Any and all feelings she felt for him were squashed as she downed her glass before tossing it to the side. If he touched her again, there would be hell to pay. The girl was a CHILD compared to her. She probably hadn't even had sex yet. Why was Alexis suddenly jealous? She sighed heavily and walked back over to lie on the bed, wearing a black mid-thigh nightgown that was spaghetti strapped.

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He sat in his hotel room with his entire Ministry, outlining his plan, smirking when Farooq made a comment. "Precisely. Daddy will cave into anything we ask if he knows his little princess is with me."

"She's legal right?"

"Yes, why?"

"You're going to uh…" Mideon trailed off, realizing what he had just asked his boss.

One black eyebrow shot up.

"We'll do whatever you say 'Taker." Bradshaw couldn't believe he was doing this, especially with Alexis just NOW warming up to them. The man was seriously unbalanced and the woman deserved better honestly.

"We take her at the pay-per-view then?"

They all watched as 'Taker nodded his head, going over the plan with the limo before going their separate ways for the night.

"You don't really intend to marry the girl do you?"

"No, but nobody except you and I need know that. Stephanie and Vince, the rest of the world can believe it though." He said, pouring himself a drink.

"Alexis will believe it as well."

He snorted. "You think she'll care? She hates me."

"I WONDER why."

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Alexis stared at the wall, wondering just what she was doing; what she was thinking. 'Taker just wanted her for sex, nothing else. He wasn't getting it. She hoped he kept their hotel rooms separate because that's the last thing she needed to do was share a bed with him. Maybe this Stephanie could distract him away from her, Alexis could only hope for that as well.

A soft knock sounded on Alexis's door as she slowly slid from the bed and opened the door, seeing Christian staring back at her. "You're signing your death warrant." She whispered, moaning softly when he pulled her into his arms and kissed her softly, passionately, something she hadn't felt since that kiss with 'Taker. She slowly pulled back and pulled him into the room, closing the door quietly before walking over, locking the joining room along with the bathroom door before staring back at him. "We have to be quiet." She whispered, pulling her nightgown over her head, pressing herself against him as he kissed her again.

Christian nodded, a bit surprised by the turn of events, but not complaining. He had come to talk to her about everything and apologize. However...it had been awhile and Alexis got his blood stirring the minute he had seen her and since she wasn't slapping him or ranting at him to get out...He kissed her fervently, backing her to the bed.

Alexis breathed in his ear as his lips attached to her neck, feeling him guiding her back on the bed and gasped at the feeling of a warm body on hers again. "Christian." She whispered, running her fingers through his blonde hair, having truly missed him and kissed him to silent their moans and groans, wishing she had a radio or something to drown them out. She needed sex and if it was to be with Christian, then so be it. These dreams with 'Taker had been driving her to the brink of insanity and her finger just wasn't getting the job done anymore. "Yes right there..." She whispered when he hit a spot on her neck, arching against him.

Nodding, Christian attacked that spot, pulling away long enough to shed his shirt, bending back down to lavish attention on her neck and collarbone. "I missed you, Lexi." He whispered in her ear, tugging on her lobe with his lips, his hands skimming down her ribs to her hips, feeling her body responding to him and smiled.

"I missed you too, Christian." She whispered in return, the feeling of his hands driving her senses wild and pulled his face back to meet hers, passionately kissing him while he slid her panties off.

Alexis gasped softly as his finger slid up her wet folds, emanating a soft moan, though it was silenced due to Christian's kiss. She arched her hips against him, the warmth and fire spreading throughout her entire body, breaking the kiss as she breathed heavily against him. Trying like hell to keep it down, but it felt so good.

"I want you." He whispered, pulling his finger away and licked it clean, knowing she was desperate to cum.

He'd been with her for six months. Christian knew the signs. He made short work of his pants, gently pulling Alexis up against him for a kiss, reaching between their bodies to gently rub her clit before gripping his erection and teasingly slid it up and down her wet slit.

"Yes, I want you too." She whispered breathlessly, cupping his face in her hands as she kissed him softly, her tongue sliding into his mouth and whimpered quietly as he slowly began sliding inside of her. The bed would be too noisy, she knew it, and apparently so did Christian because he lifted her up and placed her against the wall with nothing on it, her legs wrapped around his waist, knowing they had to do this quickly. That and Alexis was burning as she broke the kiss, gripping his shoulders for dear life as he began thrusting in and out in a slow, methodic pace. "Christian, make me cum..." She whispered in his ear, biting into his neck to keep from crying out.

He frowned, glancing at the bathroom door, wondering what the hell that noise had been. 'Taker leaned back against the headboard, head tilted to the side. He had heard something and it sounded vaguely like...Getting off the bed, 'Taker walked over to the bathroom, crossing over to her door, quietly twisting it. It was locked, but he could definitely now hear the muffled sounds. When he heard 'Christian'...his temper boiled over.

Christian actually dropped her when the bathroom door came flying off the hinges, eyes wide as he seen a very pissed off Undertaker standing there. He bent to help her up, his heart beating a furious tattoo in his chest.

Alexis was breathing heavily, her violet eyes widened and snatched her nightgown off of the floor, hastily putting it on and stepped in front of Christian when 'Taker went charging at him. "No!" She felt Christian open the door and bolted, knowing that was smart on his part before slowly backing up, her chest heaving up and down.

Her breathing ragged, her lips swollen and her hair was tousled. What did he honestly expect? She was a woman with needs and Christian had been there at the right place at the right time. Not to mention she wasn't his. Alexis wasn't anyone's; she was single as far as she knew.

"What the HELL was he doing here?" He demanded, backing Alexis into the wall, placing a hand on either side of her head. He had been under the impression she'd sent Christian packing, a snarl forming on his face. His green eyes were flashing dangerously, not believing she had...He couldn't even think it, repulsed and pissed by the mere thought of another man touching her.

She couldn't even answer him, the anger radiating off of him literally scaring her to death. "I am not yours!" She finally shouted, tears in her eyes as she trembled from head to toe, her knees actually knocking together. Her head was slowly coming out of that passion haze, though she hadn't gotten her orgasm, and that pissed her off. "I'm apart of the Ministry, I do not belong to you! I told you, I don't want you! You want the precious princess so go ahead; go on 'Taker! Have her because you will NEVER have me, asshole!"

Where the hell had that come from? He went from angry to mildly amused albeit irritated. "I want the precious princess so go ahead. Are we jealous, Alexis?" He purred, pressing against her suddenly, feeling her body trembling against his, probably a combination of fear and desire. No doubt he had interrupted before her precious little Christian could get the job done. "Hmmm?" He breathed against her throat.

"No, stop it!" She ordered, trying to shove him away, shaking her head back and forth rapidly, closing her eyes tightly shut. God her body was on fire and she needed that fire put out before she nearly exploded. Somehow, she managed to push him away and stumbled away from him, still trembling. "Get out." She ordered, her voice shaky as she felt her heart thundering against her chest, swallowing hard at the predatory gaze that came over his green eyes. "I mean it, 'Taker, go back to your room!"

He nodded with a smirk. "Don't worry, I'm going." He leaned in and gave her a sniff, looking disgusted. "Enjoy the rest of your night, Strawberry." The word lingered in the air long after he was gone. Though in the privacy of his own room, he shattered the mirror with his fist, pulling it back and looking down at the floor, seeing the shards winking back at him. A million and one thoughts were going through his mind and none of them were good.

Alexis dropped to her knees on the carpeted floor, tears streaming down her face, and wrapped her arms tightly around herself. They had just found a common field, made a truce, and now this. "Damn it." She whispered, trudging to the bathroom and locked the door before stepping into the shower, sliding down the wall as she cried her heart out. Christian loved her and the moment his lips touched hers, Alexis couldn't help responding. He was always gentle and kind with her and somewhere in her mind she still held that love for him. "He's going to kill him." She whispered painfully. "Because of me." After an hour, Alexis finally stepped out and walked back into her hotel room, collapsing on the bed in her black towel and proceeded to cry herself into a restless slumber.

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He was in a foul mood the next morning. Even contemplating murdering Christian, but no, that would be too easy and besides, the little bastard wasn't worth going to prison over if he was caught. He was sitting down in the hotel restaurant drinking his morning coffee and completely ignoring Paul's prattle, finally snapping to attention when he mentioned Stephanie.

"Are you SURE you want to do this?"

"Positive."

Alexis waited in the hotel lobby, not really hungry, wearing blue jeans with a black tank top, black shades over her eyes. She was staring at the floor, knowing 'Taker was probably livid with her. She hadn't gone back on her word though. Christian had come to her hotel room and kissed her, rekindling all of those old feelings she harbored for him. She simply stood when 'Taker and Paul walked out, seeing how truly pissed off the boss was. When Paul asked her what happened, Alexis pulled her shades from her eyes and sniffled. They were red and swollen.

"He caught me with another guy, even though I'm single technically." She then walked out of the hotel, slipping her shades back on.

"You caught her with a guy?"

"Christian."

"Is he okay?"

"I didn't kill him if that's what you mean."

"Oh thank god."

"Not that I'm not still considering it."

The ride to the arena was made in silence, Alexis staring out the window, wiping a stray tear away here and there, her arms crossed in front of her chest. They arrived at the arena and she just went inside, not caring what she was wearing and sat down by the wall, drawing her knees up and rested her chin on them. She took her shades off and set them aside, running a hand through her hair as 'Taker and Paul walked in, the rest of the Ministry there.

"Hey Alexis, you alright?"

She simply closed her eyes and looked away from him.

"Aww man you're not having like...that time of the month right?"

"No, rest easy, I'm fine. I apparently just can't seem to have an orgasm without your boss being the deliverer." She snorted in disgust and stood up, storming into the bathroom and slammed the door shut, locking it.

"What the-"

"Hell..."

That was IT. Getting up, 'Taker kicked the door, it giving after a few good hard kicks. He waved off Bradshaw when the man tried calming him down, grabbing Alexis by the arm and dragged her out of the room. "Get out." He said coldly. "You should have left when Edge won the match, but you CHOSE to stay."

"'Taker..."

"WHAT?"

"You would've chased me down and we BOTH know it!" She shouted back at him, holding her arm, not believing he was actually kicking her out. Then again, she probably pushed him to the breaking point and she was getting what she wanted.

Without another word, Alexis bolted down the hallway and out of the arena, seeing it was pouring down rain. She didn't care, her tears mingling with the rain, drenching her to the point where she could barely run due to her soaked jeans.

"Let her go." He ordered, stopping Mideon from chasing after her. "She never belonged with us to begin with." Paul personally agreed with that seeing as how the two couldn't coexist for more than minutes at a time. 'Taker was too possessive and dangerous while Alexis could be a brutal bitch. "Besides, we have Stephanie to worry about." He shoved Alexis out of his mind, gritting his teeth.

Alexis went back to the hotel and slid the keycard in the slot, coughing and shivering from head to toe. She grabbed her bag and placed all of her other things in it before walking back out, handing her keycard in, and ventured back out into the rain. She had some money saved up and she was using that to go home. She waited outside of the hotel and reflected over the past several months, burying her face in her hands. She was finally free and felt more alone than ever.

"Home." She whispered heartbrokenly, clutching her bag tightly to her chest.

Plans went accordingly and by the end of the night Stephanie was in his hands, literally. He stared down at the trembling girl, now moved to a different hotel under a false identity while the Ministry led the McMahon's on a goose chase. Of course Paul was with him, apparently protecting the girl's virtue. He snorted, pushing her away. As if he would ever want this...child. That's what she was. Even though she was technically a woman, Stephanie reminded him of a pampered, protected child.