A/N: I don't any of the WWE characters you may recognize.
Lanay made quick work of tossing the burner phone away and getting a new number. The conversation between herself and The Shield was nothing short of fun. This was a game to her and they were going to play in it.
I wish I could see Seth's face with that news… It was true she slept with Ambrose before falling prey to Seth's charms but the reason behind the why is what she would keep with her. Sex was something she used to her advantage, to gain information. The male species generally thought with one head and it was definitely not the one connected to their neck. It's easy for a woman in her line of work to get away with so many deeds, men allowed her to.
There was only one person that was able to break down the walls and it shocked both of them, a romance filled with lust, murder, and a thrill. Seth's word were right she fell for him and hard but she also knew the same could be said about him. They both let their emotions get the best of them and when Hunter and Seth came to blows over it and she was forced to choose and ultimately set up to kill him.
Flashback
Hunter always sat at the head of the table when he called his employers together with Stephanie to the right and herself on the left. Lanay never took the last name of Helmsley, she couldn't erase all the horrors of the past and it was fitting to keep the name she loathed. It would be a constant reminder of why she did what she did.
Taking a look around the table there were so many new faces and ones she knew weren't going to last. The look she gave Dolph Ziegler was one of trust but inside she knew what was going to happen to him later that week and at her hands.
Seth Rollins kicked her hard under the table causing her to look over at him and her expression changed to affection. He was her lover, her companion, and dare she say best friend of the group. He smiled at her and nodded his head for her to follow him but she denied his request with a wave of a head.
"Later." She gave him a naughty smile knowing what was to come soon. He was a master at using his hands and the lust filled sex was becoming more sensual, less violence and rough grabbing replaced with soft touches and whispered regrets.
He winked at her and she caught another set of eyes that sat close to his looking at her: Dean Ambrose. Ah, good ol' crazy ass Ambrose. He was the recluse until he was forced to do bigger assignments with two other men. There was once upon a time when Ambrose consumed her filthiest fantasies until said situation was forced upon the both of them and it became an awkward mess of rebuilding their friendship again. She probably owed Dean and the man sitting to his left a thanks because without them she wouldn't have found the small bit of happiness in Seth.
Dean was knocked out his thoughts by a nudge in his shoulder to his best friend Roman Reigns. Lanay could never hate Roman, ever. He was the papa bear of them all, he kept everyone spirits up and some would say if it wasn't for her he would take Hunter's place as leader of The Authority. He commanded attention when he walked in the room, she had a crush on him when she was first paired with them, who wouldn't? It wasn't until that fated night she learned of the cold calculation with him, Hunter would get payback against his adversaries physically; Roman would get his mentally and emotionally. She still couldn't look at him the same way but knew the punishment was deserved.
Seth kicked her again out of her thoughts seeing how she was looking at Roman. His eyebrow raised and once again shaking her head out of her thoughts, she would never let on what was going on in her head at that time.
"I'm okay." The words mouthed back were to assure him and she did feel that just "okay."
Little did they both know, it was the last time things were going to be okay between them.
Present
Lanay arrived at Hunter's home with an uneasy feeling nagging at her. She hated coming here now when this was once her favorite place to be. The security cameras all around scanned her face as she rang the doorbell.
She raised her eyebrow at Show not saying a word as he led her in. The sounds of comradery and the occasional moans let her know what type of party this was tonight. Once Lanay called Hunter from the new number and he insisted she came out tonight she knew this was a celebration party. A congratulations on a good kill so to speak and she didn't need it. She hated coming to these events where drugs and alcohol were used freely. She took a cigarette out lighting it as they continued towards the noise.
Just in and out, accept your congratulations and go back home. Lanay kept repeating to herself as the doors were open.
No one paid her any mind as she observed the scene. The huge living room was transferred into a party hall with all the furniture removed. The bartender set up giving out drinks and there was a buffet table for those to eat.
"Where's Hunter and Stephanie?" She yelled over the music to Show as they stood in the middle of the nearly full dance floor.
"Hunter should be down shortly, he's… busy."
One of his whores of course. "And Stephanie?"
"She was called away on business but we expect her back soon. How about trying to enjoy yourself at one of these deals? It'll make it easier on you."
"What's there to enjoy?" She took another hit of her cigarette before discarding it in the ashtray nearby.
"Food, liquor, drugs, and the sex."
"I can eat alone, I can drink alone, you know I don't do drugs and sex…" Lanay trailed off rolling her eyes to not even speak of the last time she had sex.
Show raised his eyebrow at her. He was a lovable man, standing at 7 feet tall with a wide smile, drowsy eyes, and a beard he kept well groomed. He was the bodyguard for them since she was a child and even though he could get under her skin he was a good companion to have.
"Probably not since Seth huh?"
Lanay gritted her teeth at him. "Don't say his name."
Show chuckled but she also felt the pity in his eyes on her. "Stop it. I'm fine."
"Hey, Nay… Hunter is going to…" Show stopped talking seeing Hunter come down the steps.
"Lanay!" He yelled and she was in awe of how quiet the room seemed to get as he walked down the steps to grace his guests with his appearance. His eyes were slightly red either from alcohol or drugs she wasn't sure which one and he was flanked by a mixed girl with purple-ish hair who was proud to be Hunter's dish of the night.
Lanay wanted to know what Show was going to say and due to the seriousness of his tone it meant something more than maybe she was prepared for. Hunter walked closer to her throwing his arm around her. "We need to talk business daughter of mine."
The smell of the alcohol was overwhelming as Lanay tried not to push him away from her. "Show, give Sasha here a tour while I speak with Lanay."
A tour? It was code for kill her. Lanay didn't feel bad for the woman. It wasn't in her nature to care about his whores. Hunter would wine them, flash his money and wealth and the women came flocking. Show will make it quick and easy Sasha. Lanay flashed her a smile. "Nice meeting you."
Sasha smiled as well staring at Hunter with longing in her eyes as Show turned her towards the torture room hidden deep in the corner.
Hunter turned and stared at Lanay pushing her braids back with his hand. "If only…"
No. No. No. Lanay removed his hand from her face quickly. "Are you sure you're up for talking dad?" Lanay put as much emphasis on the word she could.
The word seemed to have some effect on him as he smiled at her affectionately. "You are the daughter I never had. Come."
She followed Hunter through the bodies, it was like a club all over again but with more orgies if the couple in the corner was a clue to that. He led her to a private room away from the noise and sat her in the chair.
"You did excellent work yesterday. I didn't think you would kill in the daytime but it still worked even with The Shield there." Hunter spit their names out. "I'm sending Jericho out to do a takeover in Sami's place, he thought he could get one over on me and then hiring those disloyal peasants! I'm still upset Rollins is still breathing let alone working in the open and has the audacity to show his face. I was confused on why they were being so brazen, why they were untouchable and it dawned on me."
Hunter took a phone out of his pocket thrusting at the woman. "Read this."
Lanay took the phone from his hand, feeling her palms getting sweaty from what she was about to read. There were numerous texts messages to a number she vaguely remembered. What was in the messages was more important however. There were times, dates, meetings, and listings of all and Hunter and Stephanie's addresses, there was even a text with hers sent to random numbers.
"What is this?"
"Keep reading."
The messages kept going it knew of her plans with Sami. It gave the name of the drug she planned to use and even the week deadline that would turn into three days. Lanay dropped the phone feeling it burn in her hands and knew. "Stephanie is the traitor." It wasn't a question. It was a stamen that didn't feel right coming from her lips.
Hunter looked remorseful, a sadness touching his eyes that she'd never seen before. She didn't even know that he loved his wife, what with their open marriage and his numerous whores he screwed then disposed of.
"How… why? Why would she do this to us? Who is she passing out our contacts to? Who has my address?"
"She's working with The Shield. All these text messages are to Rollins."
"There's a mistake. There has to be a mistake."
"Call her now if you don't believe me. She won't answer my calls, won't respond to my texts, I haven't seen her since her since this morning."
"Show said…"
"Show said what?" Hunter's eyes lowered.
"That she would be back, she was away on business."
Hunter waved his hand. "I told everyone that. I haven't come to grips with the information so to speak. I will be calling an official meeting tomorrow on how we're going to handle this. We are at war now Lanay and you are the best one I have on this team plus Stephanie treated you like her own child; I had to let you know first."
The news was still settling on her, making her feel queasy and instantly reaching for another cigarette to calm down. Her mom wouldn't betray her like this. She wouldn't sell them out and not especially to them. It was clear as day though, here it was. She felt lost for once. It was too close to home to have these feelings of betrayal from another parenting figure. "I hate traitors and liars Hunter so I'll be the first one to bring their heads to you on a fucking platter."
Hunter smiled. "Exactly what I want to hear. You can stay in one of the rooms upstairs. I don't want you going home in case someone is waiting on you. I can't lose you too." He came over and dropped a kiss on her forehead ignoring the smoke she blew near his face.
"I just need a moment alone." Lanay said. "Just give me a minute."
"Of course. I needed more than that myself so I understand. I'm going to go mingle with the guests and let them know they have to be back here tomorrow. Come out when you're ready and get something to eat." His words were spoken slower and with more genuine sympathy she thought he could have.
Lanay nodded at a loss for words. Why would Stephanie sell them out? Sell her out and why to The Shield? She had so many questions no answers to them. She watched Hunter walk out and she breathed in shutting herself off until her phone started buzzing.
No one should have this number… Lanay looked at it and read a text message.
Lanay, things aren't always as it seems. Get away from Hunter ASAP. We need to speak face to face. You have to trust me and not him on this. – Stephanie
What the fuck is going on?
A/N: Thanks for reading!
