Chapter 24

Looking over the finances, Vince McMahon had a lot on his plate because Stephanie had asked if he would help out since they were swamped. He turned things over to Stephanie and Paul a while back, but Vince was still there in case they needed his input on anything. He was close to retiring from the company, but Vince had to be sure he was leaving his company in capable hands. Stephanie was definitely getting the way of the business down and made him proud, but Vince was still hesitant about Paul.

There was also the fiasco that happened with one of his stage crew people, Valisa Towers. She'd been brutally raped and beaten in her hotel room that was under the WWE name. Vince had immediately jumped into action while Stephanie and Paul had no idea what to do because attacks rarely happened on the roster. They had strict rules and whoever did this to one of his crew members would be fired on the spot and arrested. Vince did not tolerate abuse to women on his roster and neither did his wife, Linda McMahon, who no longer associated with the company.

Vince found out another stage crew member that had recently been turned into a WWE Diva, Zelia Bell, had been by Valisa's side the entire time at the hospital. She was flying out for Raw and Smackdown! to be written off television until WrestleMania, which was in a little less than 2 weeks away. Vince had given Valisa a week off and Zelia requested it as well so she could help her friend heal. He couldn't say no, ignoring Paul's rants about it because Zelia had just recently debuted as WWE Diva Z with Team Hell No. Sometimes things had to change and be altered, especially when one of their own had been brutally attacked right under their nose.

Sighing, Vince began looking over all the checks written out to the Superstars, most of them direct deposited into their accounts. He arrived at his son-in-law's finances and raised a brow, finding two checks that shouldn't have been there. One was from Phillip Brooks and the other was from Randy Orton. What the hell? They were required to write the reasoning behind each check that was delivered and received, but nothing was put on the check except huge dollar amounts. Frowning, Vince immediately looked at the clock and decided it wasn't too late to give his daughter a call, thinking he must've missed something.

"Hey Dad." Stephanie greeted on the third ring, stepping out on the veranda of her hotel suite while Paul watched ESPN. "What's up?"

"Hey Steph, is Paul by you?" Vince asked, not wanting to have this conversation if his son-in-law could overhear.

"No, he's inside. I stepped outside to talk to you. Why what's going on?" Stephanie could feel her stomach tightening slightly and chewed on her thumbnail nervously. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm not sure…" Vince sighed heavily, leaning back against his chair while sitting at WWE headquarters. He was flying out for Smackdown! in his private jet in the morning since WrestleMania was approaching quickly. "I found two checks written by two Superstars to him and I have no idea what they're for."

Stephanie frowned, glancing back inside at her husband laying on the bed in just a pair of boxers and heaved a sigh. "Who are the Superstars?" She asked resignedly, having a sinking feeling she already knew.

"Randy Orton and Phillip Brooks." Vince suddenly became suspicious, his eyes narrowing. "Do you know something about this, Stephanie?"

"No, not exactly, but Paul has been talking to Randy and Phil a lot lately. I was hoping it was for business because Phil has that big match coming up with Mark at Mania. But now…I'm not so sure."

"Why do you say that?"

"Dad, he's been acting really strange lately. I didn't want to say anything, but it's gotten out of hand. He actually pulled one of the stage crew members, Zelia Bell, off of the stage crew because he thought Team Hell No needed something extra in their tag team. I disagreed with him at first, but then he said he'd cleared it with you and-"

"Stephanie Marie, your husband didn't clear ANYTHING with me regarding Zelia Bell. I thought that was your doing." Vince was livid, standing up from his desk and tore a hand through his grey hair. "What else has he done?"

Stephanie could hear the anger in her father's voice and hated that she upset him. "That's it as far as I know. But those checks are suspicious to me. They don't say anything at all besides dollar amounts?"

"No, nothing. I have to go. This conversation never happened." Vince hung up with his daughter, cursing his son-in-law and dialed up an old friend of his for some help. One way or another, he would find out what Paul was up to and why he accepted two insane amounts of money from two top WWE Superstars.

"Hey Mitch, its Vince. Listen, I have a favor…"

~!~

"I'm going home with Valisa when she's released from the hospital tomorrow."

Zelia walked along the sidewalk with Jon in Hershey, Pennsylvania since they hadn't spent a lot of time together over the past week. It was unseasonably warm, but still jacket weather. Zelia had on a pair of blue jeans and a long sleeved lavender top, her black hair pulled back in a braid to keep out of her face. Jon had their fingers laced together, wearing blue jeans with a black t-shirt and leather jacket, his curly dishwater blonde hair somewhat hanging in his eyes. He stopped when Zelia said that, turning her to face him and reached up to run a finger down her cheek. WrestleMania was 9 days away and he knew she was a critical part of Team Hell No, but apparently Vince was giving Valisa whatever she wanted, kissing her backside in other words.

"For how long?" He asked quietly, hoping she would be back in time for WrestleMania since it would be his first.

"A week so she can recover. Vince gave both of us the week off with full pay and everything. He's also paying for the hospital bill. So tonight my character is going to be 'injured' by Nick and put on the shelf until WrestleMania." Team Hell No was going against Dolph Ziggler and Big E Langston for the tag team championships at the biggest pay-per-view event of the year. "We'll both be back in time for all the festivities, including the Hall of Fame ceremony."

Jon didn't like the thought of being away from Zelia for a full week, but he also knew she had to be there for Valisa. He couldn't follow her to Tampa as much as he wanted to because they had countless appearances for Wednesday and Thursday, which were supposed to be their days off. When it came to promoting WrestleMania though, Vince pulled out all the stops and made sure the entire world knew about the event. The Shield was facing Randy Orton, Big Show and Sheamus in a six man tag team match that would open the pay-per-view. Pulling her into his arms by her hips, Jon's mouth captured hers in a soft kiss, pressing his forehead to hers once it broke.

"I'm gonna miss you, girl." Jon murmured, rubbing his nose against hers.

"My plane doesn't leave until late tonight." Zelia pressed herself closer to him, running her nails down his sides through the leather jacket. "And Smackdown! isn't until later tonight." Her lips brushed against his chin as he held her tighter against him, moving to his strong jaw. "We could head back to the hotel…"

"And do what?" Jon's voice had dropped to a low raspy pitch, closing his eyes at the sensations only Zelia made him feel.

Leaning up on her tiptoes, Zelia's mouth rested over Jon's ear and felt a smirk curve her lips. "Fuck me and make me leave with something to remember you by."

Groaning from low in his throat, Jon pulled back to stare down in her now dark forest green eyes, the passion haze clear as day. How could he refuse her anything? He was in love with this woman and if she asked him to cut his right arm for her, he would do it in a heartbeat. Growling as his own bluish grey eyes smoldered over with desire, Jon suddenly lifted her up over his shoulder and smacked her backside, giving it a firm squeeze. Zelia giggled the entire way back to the SUV, knowing she'd gotten under his skin and received a passionate kiss after being planted in the passenger seat.

"Zelia, I'm warning you…" Jon groaned when her hand began snaking over his jean covered thigh, caressing it almost lovingly. "Not while I'm driving, woman."

"Then pull over." Zelia smirked, her hand inching past his thigh to start rubbing his already hard cock through the confines of his jeans. "Mmm is that for me?"

"Goddamn it." Jon found a deserted street and was thankful the windows were tinted because he was about to pound his girlfriend in the SUV. The hotel would have to wait. "Get in the back now." He ordered, cutting the ignition and watched as she hopped in the back, both of them undressing quickly.

As soon as both were completely naked, Jon sat down and pulled Zelia on top of him to straddle his waist, his hands immediately gripping her sides. Zelia had never gotten undressed so fast in her life or so turned on by one man, her mind whirling. Something about Jon brought out the adventurous side in Zelia and she found herself doing things she never thought in a million years she'd do. Like having sex in the back of an SUV or teasing the man she was with while he drove by rubbing him through his jeans. Jon brought a sexual predator out in Zelia and she fully enjoyed it, their mouths smashing together as he began probing her with his swollen cock.

"Oh fuck me, Jon…" Zelia mumbled against his mouth, their tongues gliding together and felt him push inside her soaking sex, moaning. "I love your cock inside of me, baby…"

"I love being inside of your pussy, girl. Let's see how far I can stretch you out." Jon rumbled, their foreheads pressed together as he continued sliding inside of her, the tightness never ceasing to amaze him.

It seemed every time they had sex, Zelia became tighter inside of looser, which he absolutely loved. The burning sensation tore throughout Zelia's body as her head lulled back, feeling his warm hands leave her hips to cup her breasts, tweaking both already hardened nipples. Jon absolutely loved the effect he had on Zelia and leaned forward, his mouth capturing one hard nipple to gently suckle on it. Moaning uncontrollably while he continued pushing inside of her, Zelia's fingers buried in his dishwater blonde curls, enjoying how soft it was along with his mouth assaulting her breasts.

This was only the fourth time they'd had sex because Zelia had spent most of her time at the hospital with Valisa. She had to fly out for Raw and Smackdown! before getting the week off. Zelia missed Jon something fierce while they were apart, so when they had time together they took every opportunity to make the most of it.

Once Jon was fully sheathed inside of her and the burning sensation subsided, Zelia began rolling her hips against him, both of them groaning in unison. "Oh Jon…" Zelia buried her face in his neck, her nails raking down his chest, loving how the muscles rippled beneath her touch.

"Zelia…" Jon grunted, hissing out when her mouth sealed to his neck and began snapping his hips up to meet her, both of them moving in perfect rhythm.

He literally couldn't get enough of this woman and Jon knew if he could he would stayed buried in her for the rest of his life, he would in a heartbeat. The feeling of Jon gliding in and out of her took Zelia's breath away every time, her mouth pulling away from his neck to bury in her own hair, increasing the pace of her gyrating hips. Her hands moved down to plant on his incredible muscular thighs, giving her more leverage to bounce on and off of him. Jon gripped her hips so Zelia didn't go flying off of him, though he didn't stop her from bouncing on and off his cock, bringing both of them closer to their releases. Before long, her breasts bounced along with the rest of her body, the sounds of their sexual bout echoing around them and Jon gripped her braid, their tongues colliding in another toe-curling kiss.

Exploding together made Zelia's body completely shudder from head to toe, the intensity of their orgasms clashing together indescribable. They both bellowed out each other's names, sweat caked on their bodies as their skin glided against each other. The cool weather outside did absolutely nothing for the inferno happening in the parked SUV, the windows already steamed up from their heavy breathing and body heat. Zelia sagged against Jon, softly kissing his lips and rested her head on his shoulder, burying her face in his neck. Jon's arms wrapped around her, kissing the top of her head as they both slowly came down from their sexual high.

"You have no fucking idea how much I love you." He confessed, twirling his finger around her braid absentmindedly.

Zelia smiled widely and looked up at him, running the pad of her thumb across his soft lips. "Not as much as I fucking love you." She replied, accepting another kiss from him.

"I need a smoke." Jon grunted, not wanting to move, but he knew they'd have to eventually to make it back to the hotel to get ready for Smackdown! that night.

Zelia chuckled, not surprised to hear that and reluctantly pulled away from him, retrieving her clothes from the floorboard. She then reached over the council to the cup holder in the front and grabbed Jon's pack of cigarettes with lighter, handing both of them over to him. He thanked her with a soft kiss and immediately lit one up, completely content to sit there naked while he watched her get dressed. That was fine because, before the night was over and before she left him for a week, those clothes would be off again.

After Jon's nicotine fix and they were both dressed, Jon drove the rest of the way back to the hotel, their hands clasped together. Zelia knew she was going to miss him while being away, but she couldn't let Valisa down either. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place, wanting to be with Jon, but not wanting to let her best friend down either. They arrived at the hotel and Jon followed through with his vow, getting Zelia naked for a shower. He ended up making love to her twice in the shower and once more before they finally had to get ready for the show.

This week apart was going to be hellacious.