So many things going on, right? hehe, well things will fall into place. I guess you know, how much I love puzzles too haha, well enjoy and thank you for reading xoxo senriya
It has been two weeks since the departure of CM Punk in the WWE. Vince McMahon decided to cut short the days off forced upon Alana. It would be in a week that Alana would be in the ring again.
Alana felt calm yet excited. Also, she felt worried. She didn't know when her alter personality was going to appear again. Alana was back, when CM Punk came to see her. It was always like this. He was her strength and he didn't know.
However, a mystery was lingering in the air. How was it possible for Dean to forcibly drag the alter personality of Sylvia out of her? She couldn't process this thought any deeper. It hurt her head, and she had a migraine, thinking about it.
Was it possible there was a real connection with Dean and Sylvia in the past?
Alana shook her head. It wasn't possible. Sylvia never mentioned anybody, other than Cm Punk. Plus, she found out that Sylvia did hide lots of things. She was not who Alana thought she was.
Alana began to inhale, trying to process this thought further. "Focus piccolina," Her breath was caught, which caused her to cough, disrupting her thought process. He had a deep and sexy voice, especially when he called her by that nickname. He was her new manager. Lorezno decided to leave, but before he did, he brought in an Italian older-looking man, completely built and lean. He was damn sexy.
Unlike Lorezno, he watched her every movement. It made Alana be more cautious of her every movement.
Her eyes wandered from her sexy manager to the front door of the gym to see Punk walk in. He found her pretty quickly, as he smile, when their eyes met. Of course that smile turned into a frown, when he noticed Alana's manager, who hasn't moved from his place where he was standing
"Who are you?" Punk asked, in a blunt way, still frowning.
Alana couldn't tell if he was intimidated or worried. Either way, it made her to express happiness.
"He is my new manager. We are just getting acquainted." Alana spoke for him.
"Where is Lorenzo," Punk asked, raising his voice, indicating a hint of animosity.
"He quit. He's all about the money. Because I was gone for a while, I guess affected him." She said, smiling at her manager, then to Punk.
"Yeah. Okay. What about this guy? Isn't he the same as Lorezno?" Punk pointed out at him, in disgust.
Alana raised her eyebrows, questioning Punk.
"I will make sure that recent incident that affected Ms. Alana won't happen again. As a matter of fact, you can pass this message to Paul, that if it does, I will make sure he is done for. I have the best skills for piccolina to take her to the top." He spoke up, surprising Alana in a good way.
"Piccolina?" Punk questioned, sounding a little jealousy.
"Yeah he calls me, piccolina. I think it means sexy. I'm not sure, but I love it." Alana smiled at her manager dreamily, while his amused eyes hovered over him in authority and protectiveness.
Punk shifted his body back and forth, feeling extremely uncomfortable. He looked at Alana, in a way as if he lost something. "I don't think this is a good idea, Alana. Lorenzo was better one for you." he said, quietly.
"No way. He never paid attention to me. This man does. Plus, I now have my fun on the road." Alana said, winking at Punk
Punk's eyes grew wide, smiling in bemusement. "Fun?" Punk inquired, almost sounding afraid.
"Someday, it's really boring on the road." Alana stated, looking jovial.
Punk looked away, with a hint of disappointment, projecting in his eyes. Alana saw this and sighed.
"Don't judge me, Punk. I'm not dating anyone. I don't see why you're mad. You're dating Maria." Alana said, coolly.
Punk stood there silent, for a minute, staring at Alana. Alana searched his eyes, seeing his reaction, or if she had any leverage. However, there was nothing.
Punk placed his fingers on her head, playfully tapping. "You're right. It's your personal matter." He said, as Alana hid her disappointed, by looking at away.
He came up to Alana's manager as they stood face to face. Punk passed a hard look to which the manager matched up to. "If you hurt her, I make sure you are done for." He said, sounding grave.
With that, Punk waved goodbye to Alana, while the manager lightly leaned against the wall a little more, quivering.
"You're realized we are strictly professional right, nothing more." The manager spoke to Alana.
Alana didn't even look up to him. She went about her business, doing her weight lifting.
"I was just trying to pull his string." She said, quietly.
He took a good look at her. He saw a tear forming at the corner of her eye. He inhaled, realizing what was going on.
"You should forget about him, piccolina. There is specific reason of why you decided to wrestle, right? You should not easily distract yourself. Otherwise, your sister may get there first before you do, am I not right?" he said, smirking at her.
Alana glared with the most deathlike glare, he had ever seen. Instead of fearing her, he smiled, taking in her hostility.
"I know why I'm here. I haven't forgotten. It's unfortunate that she still maybe alive and I have to find her."
"But there is no way; she is taking the one person I undeniably love the most." Alana thought to herself. Punk.