Chapter 10 – Dirty Love

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH GOD DAMN TROUBLE YOU ARE IN? DO YOU EVEN GRASP THE CONCEPT THAT YOU COULD'VE BEEN ARRESTED FOR ASSAULT? YOU BEAT THE PISS OUT OF ROB AND HE'S NOT EVEN UNDER A NORMAL CONTRACT FOR THE WWE." Vince exploded.

Roman cringed as he listened to the CEO of WWE blew his stack. He'd spent his days off with Lizette in her apartment taking care of her. When Friday rolled around he went back on the road for the weekend house shows. He knew he was in for the ass chewing of a lifetime when he'd gotten a message from Vince McMahon's assistant to go to his office Monday Night before Raw even went on the air.

Roman's dark grey eyes watched as Vince stalked and paced around the room as Hunter and Stephanie sat on the black leather couch in his make shift office. Every time Vince's voice elevated Hunter and Stephanie would cringe right along with Roman.

Hunter had spoken to Vince beforehand about Roman's outburst towards Rob Van Dam and Vince agreed Rob actually did deserve the ass beating Roman had dished out, but the problem was if everyone beat the shit out of the person who did something stupid in life there would be more people in jail.

Vince finally calmed down enough as he sat down and combed his fingers through his silvery hair. "Son, I fully get why you did it. Everyone knows Lizzy was sick and Rob jumping script would have been dealt with but because you took the punishment into your own hands, we now have to take action against you." Vince sighed heavily. "I've already talked things over with Hunter and he has assured me this will NEVER happen again. Because fighting is NEVER tolerated in this company."

"No sir. It will not happen again." Roman stated.

"We were going to fine you but instead you will be responsible for paying Rob's doctor bills. He will need to have surgery on his orbital sockets and nose. We will NOT be taking the push away because you did earn that. But when it comes to WrestleMania, we've not decided if you are going to win or not. Whatever we do decide you will have to accept it; no matter what." Vince stated.

"Yes sir." Roman nodded as he stood up and Vince reached across his desk and shook his hand. Roman turned to leave the office.

"And Roman…" Vince stated as he watched Roman stop and turn back to face him. "Just for the record – I would have done the same damn thing. Hell there isn't any man that works for this company who wouldn't have done what you did for the girl they love. And that includes my knucklehead son in law who is backing your moves every step of the way."

Roman nodded. "Thank you sir." He stated before he turned and left the room.

Roman stopped half way down the hallway as he turned and watched as Hunter and Stephanie caught up with him. "I owe you Hunter."

Hunter chuckled. "No you really don't. You just did what anyone else wanted to do who loves Lizette and who knew Rob jumped script. I'm kind of surprised Amora hasn't whooped his ass yet or even threatened to re-arrange his face."

Stephanie stifled a laugh. "Yea Amora has been extra protective of Lizzy since she got sick." She watched as Hunter nodded in agreement. "Speaking of which, how is Lizzy doing?"

Roman shook his head. "She has a low grade concussion, and that did NOT help on Wednesday when she went in for her chemo treatment and spent an hour after that puking. The Terror Twins; Jillian and Amora went to see her and Bray. I'd watch out for Bray he seems too calm but looks like he's got murder in his eyes whenever Rob's name was mentioned."

Hunter shrugged nonchalantly. "I'd give a crap but you already took him out for a while. Bray can have him once he's healed…once again if Amora doesn't get to him first." Hunter sighed heavily. "I specifically told that moron to keep that bullshit in the ring because Lizzy was ring side."

"And had he listened he wouldn't be in pain right now. I would care more about Rob's injuries; if it had been anyone but Lizzy." Stephanie added. "Not to worry though we fined him…HEAVILY for jumping script and that you can thank my father for."

Roman shook his head. "I don't think I ever want to be on the receiving end of a Vince McMahon ass chewing again so I'll take this whole conversation to the grave if I have to."

Hunter chuckled as he patted Roman's shoulder. "See kid now you're learning the business." Hunter looked down at his wife as he watched Roman turn and leave the empty hallway. "C'mon beautiful I have a few things I'd like to discuss with you in my private office." His arm snaked around her waist.

Stephanie smirked as she pushed up on her toes accepting a kiss from her husband. "Will the door be locked?" She questioned curiously.

"Locked, dead bolted, barricaded, and sound proofed." Hunter murmured as his lips skimmed up the sensitive skin of her throat.

"Sound proofed?" Stephanie asked with a dark eyebrow raised.

"I'm going to make you scream louder than you were screaming; when the Ravens beat the 49ers at the Superbowl last year." Hunter growled before he suddenly flipped his wife over his shoulder and turned back towards his office.

Oh they definitely had time before Raw started to get a FEW things out of the way.

Roman was completely annoyed by the fans reaction to him wining the Royal Rumble. Not even three months prior they were all for him and now suddenly it seemed as though he'd lost every single fan he had. He knew the WWE fans were fickle and could handle the way their opinions of the wrestlers changed like he changed his underwear. But hearing fans who used to back him boo him; needless to say was a little disheartening.

Things were definitely NOT like they had been when the Shield was still together, but Dean, Seth and himself were young talented guys who had their whole careers ahead of them. The split needed to happen so they could go out on their own and make names for themselves. He and Dean had stayed close, Seth started sucking up to Vince and the writers and they started pushing him more.

Roman's phone vibrated as he looked down and saw it was Lizette calling. He immediately hit the answer button. "What's wrong? Is everything ok?"

"Damn chill out you Samoan worry wart." Amora's voice came through the phone.

Roman looked at his phone's screen before putting the phone back up to his ear. "Amora, why are you calling me from Lizzy's phone?" He asked mildly curious.

"Well your Southern Belle is worried that you've been fired and my phone died so while she's getting her blood work done I figured I'd call and reconfirm you're still employed."

Roman chuckled as he sat down in his locker room. "Yea I'm still employed. I have to pay for all his doctor bills, including the two surgeries he has to have on the orbital cracks, but they aren't going to fire me. He is however being fined heavily for jumping script. Hunter figures the next one to go after him would be Lizzy's brother or you."

Amora harrumphed loudly. "I would be second in line to beat Rob's face in, but your ex has sworn me to niceness; said if I made a move towards him she was going to spank my ass like a five year old."

"And why would she say that. She has never liked Rob." Roman pointed out.

"Someone sent her the video of your Samoan temper running wild on Rob. She's pretty much scared for his life now." Amora sighed softly. "You know Lizzy she's got a damn heart of gold and no one can do no wrong."

"Except me."

"Yea well you dug your own grave with that buddy and eventually you're going to have to either pull yourself up or pay someone to finish burying you." Amora stated honestly.

"Yes Miss Calaway." Roman teased.

"Smart ass…Liz is out, do you want to talk with…" Amora didn't even have the chance to finish her question.

"Please tell me you are still a WWE employee?" Lizette stated after snatching her phone from Amora.

"Yea babygirl everything is fine." Roman stated and then cringed slightly hoping the term of endearment didn't bother her. He had a hard time not using the pet names when he spoke with her.

"I'm glad."

Lizette listened as he went off on a wild tangent about Vince's ass chewing before he and Hunter both agreed with what he'd done to Rob; than Lizzy had to throw in her own admonishing about fighting not solving anything; of course with a few smart ass comments from Amora before they got off the phone so he could get ready to Raw.

Truth be told…Lizette enjoyed the terms of endearment Roman used with her. She even missed them since they'd been broken up. Hell she just missed HIM in general. Roman staying with her for his days off to take care of her was nice and it felt good. She was still upset about the way things had gone down the day after his hernia surgery, but he was slowly working the kinks out of what happened and she knew eventually he'd be ready to come at her with something other than a half ass apology.

And she'd be ready…She may or may not accept his reasons, but she'd be ready to listen.

He parked his black Ford F-150 pick-up. His dark chocolate brown eyes looked up at the apartment in question as he smiled. He hadn't seen her in a couple of weeks because her Diva schedule kept her from flying home on her days off; instead it had her flying all over the damn place. He walked into the apartment building and went to her floor.

He knew she would be sleeping, but that didn't mean he couldn't…visit…right?

He separated her key off his key ring and unlocked the door. He toed his boots off by the front door as he re-locked it before setting his keys, wallet and silenced cell phone on the table by the door. He quietly made his way down the hallway as he pushed the door open.

The sight that was met by his dark chocolate brown eyes was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life. His beautiful girlfriend laying on her stomach the sheet barely covered her naked backside; she loved sleeping naked. Her dark purple hair fanned out across her pillow and some hanging off the side of the bed.

That image alone had his stripping his clothes off as the thought of her tight naked body against his shot every thought and feeling to his groin as he felt himself harden painfully. He smirked as he lifted the bottom of the sheet and slithered up from the bottom of the bed. The round fleshy globes of her pert ass came in sight as he gently let his facial hair rub against the back of her sensitive knees.

He knew she was in a deep sleep or he would've gotten kicked in the face for that stunt. As he carefully moved closer; not wanting to spook her he rolled over and laid on his back, having to adjust his dick before he speared a hole in her sheets; if he laid the other way he would've gone through her mattress. He gently lifted her hips and pulled her body down slightly until her freshly waxed sweet smelling pussy was over his hungry mouth. He subconsciously licked his lips; he angled his head perfectly as his tongue softly began to lap and her core.

It didn't take long before her whimpers and moans began to fill the air.

There was no describing how Amora was feeling. She thought she was having the most amazing wet dream of her entire life. Her hands palming her own naked breasts as she felt her nipples had already hardened. Suddenly her eyes snapped open as she felt two fingers push inside of her body.

It wasn't a dream! It was really happening.

She pushed up from her elbows to her hands as she looked down and her dark violet eyes were met by those oh so familiar dark chocolate brown orbs that captivated every part of her and took over her body's movements.

As she righted herself on her boyfriends face her hand left hand tunneled through his dark hair before she tightened it into a fist. Her right hand steadied her against the mattress. She felt her eyes roll into the back of her head as his free hand came down with a smack against her bare ass.

"Ooooh…" Amora groaned throwing her head back as her dark purple hair flew all over. "Baron…" She whimpered.

Baron smirked as he felt her instantly getting wetter. He reluctantly pulled his mouth from his snack as he looked up at his beautiful girlfriend who was writhing under his administrations. "You want me inside of you baby?" His deep voice asked as his lips kissed the insides of her thighs. He could feel her thighs shaking; she wanted to cum…badly.

Amora whimpered at his question. Of course she wanted him buried inside of her body. She wanted him buried inside her body 24/7. "Baby…"

"Tell me Amora…Tell me what I want to hear beautiful." Baron tried coaxing from her.

She could still feel his finger deep inside of her as she all but begged him. She knew what she had to say though. She knew the words and if only she could get her mouth and brain to work simultaneously all would work in her favor. "Baron…" She whimpered once more.

"Yes baby, talk to me." Baron's silky smooth voice persuaded once more

"I need you inside of me…Please baby." Amora finally got the words out.

Baron chuckled. "That's all you had to say my beauty queen." Baron's hands gripped her hips and lifted and moved her down as he gently deposited her onto his aching erection; both of them groaning in satisfaction at the friction. "Work my dick baby make it yours."

Baron groaned again as her hips rolled as she pulled up all the way to the end of his erection leaving just the tip inside of her body still; she grinned evilly down at Baron before she slammed her hips down as her ass started to bounce off his pelvis.

His hand slid down her body as he gripped a hand full of her bare ass cheek and his free hand thumbed her nub. He knew it wouldn't take much since he'd already over worked her body.

She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth as his hips began to come up off the bed and meet her thrust for thrust. She couldn't hold back any longer as they body EXPLODED into the bright light of their dual climaxes.

Amora collapsed on Baron's chest in a sweaty satisfied mess.

"Jesus Christ I missed you Mora.' Baron admitted verbally before he pushed her sweaty hair out of her face and claimed her lips.

Amora moaned softly against his mouth as she could still taste herself on his tongue. "Missed you too baby. That was dirty love baby."

Baron smirked. "I got some more dirty love in mind if you've got the time."

"Abso-fuckin-lutely."