Chapter 18:

*Artemia's POV*

I'm pacing back and forth in front of the court back in Los Angeles, CA wearing my pant suit. Adrienne is leaning against a wall wearing her suit.

"Don't worry Ms. Hart," my lawyer says to me. "I promise that Mark will meet his fate."

"I hope so because I don't want anymore victims from him."

"Indeed."

The past couple of weeks since that incident at home, my sister's friend is a judge here so hopefully things go well.

"Case of Marcus Walker."

Mark, my lawyer, Adrienne and I enter into the courthouse. He is being dragged into the court by two security guards.

"Mr. Walker," the judge speaks "you have been arrested quite a few times because of sexually abusing female students in school and also trying to sexually touch your daughter Feronia Rebekah Anoa'i, am I correct?"

"Correct your honor," I speak, standing up. "He was going to sentenced to death, but the previous judge changes it to be twenty years in prison."

"Such pity," she mumbles to herself. "Well then by the state of California, I sentenced Marcus Walker to death. Also Leati Joseph Anoa'i and Artemia Raven Hart will have the full custody of Feronia Rebekah Anoa'i. Case closed."

"Thank you your honor," I smiled to her as she heads out.

"Anything for a friend," she smiles back.

Before the security guards could even take Mark out of the court, he turns to me with such hatred and anger in his grey eyes. He pulls out of his fist, looking at me to tell me that I need to have my hand out. I did, glaring at him with my own hatred and anger. Mark opens his fist and I feel five little pieces of metal drop into my hand. I knew immediately what it is without breaking our stare down. My engagement ring.

"Roman is lucky to have you Artemia," he whispers to me. "You are a very beautiful woman."

"I'm only letting my legs open for the one I am in love with."

He pats the upper part of my arm before leaving in handcuffs.

"By the way," he calls out "tell Roman Reigns that I wish him luck for Wrestlemania."

I didn't speak another word as I watch them take away the monster out of our lives for good.

"Big Sister?" Adrienne speaks worried.

"Let's get some dinner and head back to the hotel. We are leaving late tonight."

She didn't speak another word as well.

Adrienne and I got to the airport at ten o'clock at night. Even though Los Angeles is our hometown, we need to get home with our men and also my family. I send them a text saying we're heading towards the location of the Wrestlemania which they will meet us there.

"You okay Big Sister?" she asks me.

"Yea, I'm fine."

"Okay I'm going to take a nap before getting there-"

"-I'll tell you when we are about to land," I finished her sentence.

"Thanks," she smiles softly, cuddling with the blanket and snuggling into the pillow.

A small sigh escapes my lips as I look out through the window. It's dark out with the sky filled with stars. Wrestlemania is this Sunday in upper California, San Francisco I believe. The love of my life has his shot against Brock for the title yet why must I have these negative emotions swimming around my head? Was it because it feel so unreal that Mark is gone now from our lives or is it because I have a strange feeling that something is going to happen?

I shook my head trying to figure out something. Maybe I need something to drink to think. The lady in uniform gives me my order of champagne. Tasty bubbles did calm myself down, but only for a little bit.

'Okay I need to spend time with my family and help my tough bear to train,' I thought finally figuring out what to do.

The plane lands to the airport. Our stuff are at baggage claim so we need to go there before meeting them. My one suitcase with a bag are in my position as Adrienne gets her two suitcases.

"Why must one be all of your shoes?" I asked annoyed.

"Hey the girlier type then you are!" she giggles her most annoying giggle.

"Okay and why I'm with you again?"

"Because you love me!"

"I know, I know," I chuckled.

We head towards where Roman texted me where they will be at. Not even a few yards away, Feronia immediately finds me and begins to run towards me with the most biggest grin I ever seen on her pretty face.

"Mommy!" she exclaims over and over again.

"Feronia!" I exclaimed, running towards her with my huge smile.

Once we got to each other, our arms flew around each other in a huge tight hug.

"Johnny!" Adrienne squeals, running towards her man. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too Adri," he smiles, hugging her.

While hugging with my daughter, my husband to be comes over to us with his dreamy smile.

"Artemia," he speaks, joining us. "I missed you a lot."

"I missed you a lot more," I smiled to him, hugging him.

"Has Mark been sentenced to death or not?" Dean demanding to know what exactly happened in a rather exciting way.

"Yes he has been sentenced to death," I answered with a smile "making Joe and I having the official full time custody of Feronia."

"We shall celebrate!" Adrienne excites with a huge grin.

"It's still early in the morning," I speak "we can celebrate later in the evening."

"Sounds wonderful!" Feronia smiles wide.

We spend many hours of celebrating that Marcus Walker is gone for good. Now it is time to focus on Wrestlemania before wedding planning. Feronia soon falls asleep on the second king sized bed with Storm in her arms. Roman and I didn't want to have something like a suite so we decided on something simple, but still good.

"Goodnight our precious goddess," I whispered to her, giving her a kiss on her dark locks.

"You're such a wonderful mommy Artemia," my husband to be smiles to me as I climb into the bed next to hers.

I smirked at this. "You're the wonderful daddy," I said, looking at him "you play kid like games with her." My eyes darken a little. "It's rather amazing to me."

"Amazing or such a turn on?" he smirks back, leaning towards me.

My lips meet his lips with all of my love and lust for him. "Does that answer your question?" I asked sexily.

"You're such a naughty vampire," he kisses me again, pulling me closer.

Roman and I stay like this before pulling away to talk.

"Artemia," he says, looking deep within my eyes. "Will you stay backstage while my match against Brock?"

"Why love?"

"Because I want a war against him, but I don't want you to be hurt during everything."

I smiled while wrapping my arms around his neck, kissing him. "Joe," I speak to him "I will stay backstage, but I'm going into the ring when things get out of control."

"Deal. I love you," he smiles.

"I love you more," I smiled back.

"I love you from death and back."

Our lips meet again before turning in for the night.