A/N: Hey guys! I'm back with another chapter. I was watching old school Raw last week and in case some of you didn't see it, Punk won a fatal four way against Randy Orton, Sheamus, and the Big Show to become the opponent for the Undertaker at WM29. I was so happy that he won as I will always be a CM Punk fan no matter what. Sorry for getting off topic but here is the continuation into the next chapter and prepare for something messy lol. Anyway, Enjoy!

Without hesitation, AJ pulled away from Punk's grip and slapped him hard across the face leaving a hand mark and stinging sensation on her hand.

"Don't you ever talk to me, look at me, or even THINK about hurting me like that again. Do you understand me Punk? I am your boss!

Punk was caught off guard. He was still trying to get over the pain he was feeling on his cheek. She sure didn't hold back. Punk turned his head to look at her face and he looked dead in her eyes. He didn't care anymore. He was full of anger and wouldn't stand for such action. Punk didn't even think, he leaped at her, catching her off guard and pushed her back forcefully against the wall. Their bodies so close he was making it hard for AJ to breathe. Punk took both her wrists and pinned them down to her sides her body still plastered to the wall.

"You want to play games AJ?" Punk's face was boiling from anger and frustration. "I may be nothing like Daniel but I can be way worse if you push me a certain way." Punk wasn't joking, he was sounding serious. "You have no control over me AJ; you never have nor ever will. I will ALWAYS have the control because I'm just too damn good." Punk spoke those words strictly.

AJ was trying to stay strong and not allow him to break her down and intimidate her. She didn't understand what he meant. "What exactly are you good at?" AJ squirmed trying to ease out of Punk's tight trip.

Punk looked down at a squirming AJ and chuckled under his breath. "I'm the best at loving you!" Punk was now leaning closer. "You know deep down that there is only one man that could make you feel good. I can see it in your eyes. I make you nervous. You can't hide from me AJ. I'm the only guy that can make you matter." Punk said whispering every word in her ear.

AJ's leg started to go weak by his words. "I…don't know what your t-talking a-about."

Punk was smirking by her act and he loved every second of it. He loved seeing her nervous. It made him strong and he knows he has control.

"Oh AJ…my sweet innocent little AJ" Punk started to stroke the side of her cheek. "You know damn well what I'm talking about. Admit it AJ! Admit that I am the BEST IN THE WORLD." Punk started to grip AJ's arm tighter almost trying to force her to say it.

AJ was shaking. She didn't want to admit it, even though it was true. Punk was the only man that made her feel good. He was not like Daniel at all. He made her beg for more.

She didn't admit it. She wouldn't allow herself to sink low and confess just to make him satisfied. If Punk knew what was good for him then he would leave her alone but knowing him now, he wouldn't leave her alone. Not by a long shot. Not after everything she has done to him. Not after putting his title in jeopardy at summer slam against John Cena and the Big Show. He wanted to make AJ suffer and suffer badly. And no one was going to stop him.

"I'm not going to admit anything to you Punk. There's nothing to confess when it comes to you. You're just so obnoxious so why don't you just leave me alone and get on with your life." AJ said still hiked up against the wall. Punk refusing to give her space.

"Me obnoxious?" Punk chuckled under his breath. "AJ, you shouldn't start calling me obnoxious because you and I both know that all your life you have been nothing but a worthless, obnoxious little girl that cries for attention because your just so God damn desperate.

AJ's fist started to clench into hard rocks. She wanted to punch him so badly but she was so scared of him right now. Punk was being a bully to her and he wouldn't put up with worthless obnoxious little girls like her. If only she found it in her to find her strength and put him in his place. Punk needed a reality check. Punk needed to know that she is in charge. She felt the urge to strike at him as she began to hear his laughter but she just didn't have it in her.

"You wouldn't dare try to hit me AJ" Punk said staring down at her clenched fists.

"I think it's time for you to leave." AJ said not baring to listen to him humiliate her even further. He didn't move. Punk just stood there staring at her. "Why leave? We're having so much fun confessing the truth." Punk's sarcasm never seemed to surprise her.

"Punk GET OUT NOW!" AJ snapped at him. She pulled out of his tight grip and moved aside him, trying to regain some oxygen back. She couldn't take him any longer. Punk looked at her in didn't like her tone.

"I leave when I want to leave AJ." Punk said allowing her to regain her oxygen as he walked over to what looked to him like her broken IPhone. Punk slightly looked back over at a stressed AJ. "What did the phone ever do to you?" Punk said gesturing at the situation.

AJ looked at him in disgust. "I'm not amused by your actions Punk. I'm not happy with you and I don't know what your problem is but I'm not going to be made the victim. I have a show to run so leave my office or else I'll call security. AJ said now pointing her finger at the door ordering him to leave.

Punk just looked at her smirking. He didn't say anything. He just started to walk towards her again which startled AJ in where she fell backwards landing on the couch that gratefully rested behind her. Punk continued to walk over slightly laughing at her fall and stared down at a defenseless AJ. Punk bent down over her and lifted her chin to meet his emerald green eyes.

"No need to call security AJ, I'll leave. Punk almost nose to nose with AJ. "You seem stressed and overwhelmed and let's not forget nervous so I'll let you be…for now." Punk winked at her and turned around and began to exit her office.

"What do you mean for now?" AJ said becoming confused and worried.

Punk didn't answer. He just winked at her and left. She didn't know what he meant by that but she figured that he wasn't done with her. AJ then let it go and realigned herself on the couch, swinging her legs over and letting her feet touch the floor. AJ was very tired and angry and just wanted the show to be over so she can go back to the hotel and sleep. She was in for a long week.

A/N: Al righty, here is the end of Chapter 2. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. I wrote most of this in class which probably explains why I have no idea what's happening in English class. Anyways the next chapter will be posted soon and it will get even more interesting.