I'm glad you like it Mara :D. Here's chapter two. Don't forget to follow us on twitter... especially me TheNikamaniac... I've got like 8 followers, it's pathetic, help me out here...

"You know, I should really be the one in line for the Women's title! I've worked my ass off week after week! It should be me not that little pip squeak!" Maxine sneered at her boss.

"Well Maxine, There's really nothing I can do about that now. The next paper view, Now Way Out, is in six days. I'd be a fool to let AJ put her #1 contendership on the line now. She did beat you a few weeks ago. But I'll tell you what, if you beat her tonight, you will be the next contender for the title at the next PPV." The general manager walked away from the dark haired vixen.

"You don't have to worry about it! I'm going to beat her!" She yelled behind the raven haired woman. Mara walked around aimlessly, stopping to talk to crew members, and her employees.

"Congratulations on being general manager" was what most of them said in a nutshell. She didn't fear any of them nor did she want to be feared. She wanted to be a friend to them, which may or may not be the very best thing a boss can be.

Mickie James finished applying her makeup. Even thought she did was she did, she still loved Randy Orton, a girl has her needs, and at that time, randy wasn't giving her anything. Now that he's inline to become either the World Heavyweight champion they can be a power couple again. No one would mess with them. Everyone would look up to them; Everyone would fear them… and she can make that happen, especially now that her and everyone else's boss is her cousin, she expected to be able to wrestle whenever and where ever she wanted to. The WWE was now hers to conquer, all she had to do was go out and get it.

Setting the mascara down, Mickie picked up her title and left out the room, heading for her ex's locker room.

xoxoxoxoxo

She bumped into him once again. He didn't really look happy. He turned his back on her and walked towards his locker room. Her feet followed him. She couldn't stop herself; it was as if he has some kind of control over her. He got inside his room, he left the door opened and smirked when he heard her close it behind them.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He started.

"I'm sorry, it didn't come up. I kind of forgot about it for a while."

"It didn't have to come up, you could have just said it.-"

"Randy, nothing has changed. I'm still the same girl you ambushed last week."

"Ambushed? I didn't ambush you! As a matter of fact weren't you the one that kissed me back?" He challenged her.

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever Randy, it doesn't matter now…"

"So you're my new boss." He stalked up to her with a devious smirk. 'If you think I'm going to let you boss me around,… you're damn right!" He lifted her up and pushed her against the wall, pressing his lips against hers.

She subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist. Oh how he missed this kiss, one entire week without it was just too much for him. Their tongues battled a delicious one, but the moment of bliss was cut short when someone knocked on the locker room door.

"Randy…" came the mellow voice of the current women's champion Mickie James. Tamara immediately pushed the apex predator off her and hid behind the couch." Don't let her know I'm here." She mouthed to him before he opened the door.

The bubbly brunette smiled a big one. "Hey Randy" She beamed.

"Mickie, what do you want?" He asked uninterested.

"Well, I never got an answer to what I asked you in the ring." She said with hopeful eyes.

"Um…" He thought for a minute, If Mara's Mickie's cousin then, I'm sure Mara will be with them tonight. "Lemme think about it, and I'll get back to you on it later." He compromised.

"Oh, um, I hope it's a yes, because it's going to be wild. I wish I could stay but I've gotta be at ringside for the next match so I guess I'll see you, later" She smiled and walked out.

The former champion closed the door and locked it behind the woman. He knew why Mara hid herself behind the couch, it was touch but he had to accept it. If the board of directors were to find out that she's romantically involved with someone on the roster she would lose her job. It's bad enough a member of her family was working under her representing the WWE's women's division, if they found out that she was sticking her tongue down Randy Orton's throat she's be fired with in the blink of an eye.

"I should go now. Hopefully I'll see you tonight." She smiled and walked out knowing full well that he was staring at her ass as she walked away. Men.

Xoxo

The Divas match was now over as Mara sat in her office staring up at the monitor with a disappointed expression.

Mickie backed up on the ramp, with a satisfied smile as her music played, AJ won the match of course, however with Mickie's help and from the looks of things, she didn't appreciate it. And neither did Mara. She thought Mickie knew better than to interfere in people's matches.

It wasn't long before a soft knock was coming from the door. "Come in." She said loud enough for the person to hear, she knew exactly who it was.

"Mara, did you see that out there?" AJ started.

"Yea, AJ, I'm sorry about that, but I don't see why you're mad, you did win right." Mara compromised.

"Oh no I'm not mad, I just don't appreciate her interfering in my matches, I don't need her help. I want to prove to everyone that has ever doubted me or doubts me right now that I can get the best of any and every diva despite my small size."

A loud snort came behind them. "As if that's true." Mickie insulted. " You're small so your easy to dominate, you're small so you're weak, no doubt you can pull of a few good flips and tricks in the ring, but that's all you are, a little flash in the pan one-exciting-minute kind of Diva."

"Mickie!" Her cousin cut her off. But she was cut off by AJ herself.

"You know what Mickie, in six days, I'm going to teach you a lesson. I'm going to beat you and I'll take that title from you, and only then will you see that big things come in small packages." With that minor speech, AJ walked out of the room and went her way.

"Ughh, I can't stand her." Mickie started as soon as the door closed.

"She has a point Mickie! You can't just do whatever you want now. What's gotten into you?"

She laughed in response… "More like who's…gotten into me." Two brief vibrations singled that Mara had just gotten a text message. Mickie grabbed it instantly out of habit and read it.

Can't wait to see you tonight

-RKO

"RKO?" The abbreviation instantly registered in her head. "Randy? You're seeing Randy? What the hell Mara?!" Mickie's face was now red as she was legitimately pissed off.

Ohhh no.

Did anyone hear about Jerry Lawler? I'll be the first to admit, I'm not the biggest fan of this guy, but I wouldn't wish him an ending like that at all . The mass amount of sadness that washed over the entire arena when he passed out was scary to say the least. I didn't even like the guy and I was scared, I could only imagine how his family and friends feel. I can only hope he recovers quickly. May God be with him. Until then, peace, love and tranquility.

-Nika