Chapter 24

Everything happened exactly as planned during Raw that night.

The Club came out to stand on the top stage, halfway through Lilianna's match, watching her decimate her opponent, Sasha Banks, in the ring. The camera had zoomed in on all three members smirking deviously at her. Lilianna had rolled her eyes, sneering at them with narrowed hardened dark eyes. There wasn't a hint of warmth in them as she delivered her finishing move to Sasha, picking up the victory. As happy as she was for Gabriella getting the opportunity at the Women's championship, Lilianna felt she also deserved it after putting Sasha away so easily. Her time would come again, she was sure of it and flipped over the top rope to land on the outside like a cat, turning to face The Club. They hadn't moved from the top stage and she folded her arms in front of her chest, her body coated in sweat with an arched brow. The camera zoomed in on AJ's face and he nodded a couple times, rubbing his gloved hands together while Luke and Karl merely stood there with their arms folded in front of their chests.

That's how the segment ended.

An hour later, it was a tag team match with the champions, A&M, against The New Day, which consisted of Big E., Kofi Kingston and Xavier Woods. They had been chasing the tag titles for a while, but A&M managed to defeat them at all every turn. Ambrose and Moxley were a force to be reckoned with in the tag team division, so it was a complete shock when dissention began. Dean had gotten his backside handed to him and went to the corner for the tag, but Moxley was nowhere to be found. He was outside of the ring, battling Xavier Woods and hammered him in the face with his patent trombone he brought to the ring. Jon smiled coldly down at Xavier Woods, seeing the small laceration over his eye and hopped back up on the apron to hold his hand out, but Big E. had already recovered to pull Dean away at the last second.

"Goddamn!" Dean groaned out when he received a lethal belly-to-belly suplex from Big E., all the air driven out of his lungs.

"GET UP, AMBROSE!" Jon shouted, pacing the ring apron and laughed on the inside at the brutality his partner and brother was on the receiving end of. "COME ON!"

"SHUT UP!" Dean bellowed back, having gotten the upper hand on Big E. by forcing his head to bounce off the top turnbuckle.

Collapsing to the ring, Dean tried to breathe normally, his midsection killing him and looked upside down at his partner waiting to be tagged. Slowly, he pushed himself against the ring with his feet, scooting backwards with his hand outstretched, groaning. Just a few more inches and he had it, their fingertips nearly touching…until Jon was yanked off the apron, his head colliding with the edge of the ring, courtesy of Xavier.

"FUCK!" Jon growled, currently seeing stars and could hear Xavier laughing hysterically at him, his electric blues narrowing to slits. "Mother fucker…" He hissed, knowing the camera wasn't on him and fought through the slight pain in his head, tackling Xavier to the mats, his fists plowing into the man's face repeatedly.

Meanwhile, inside of the ring, Big E. had tagged Kofi Kingston in and Dean was in trouble, stumbling to his feet blinking. The next second, he delivered his devastating finisher, Trouble in Paradise, nailing Dean in the face followed by the pin for the victory. Jon's head snapped up as soon as New Day's music filtered throughout the arena, Xavier stumbling away with his partners and helping them hold the gold above their heads. They had lost the tag team championships. His upper lip curled as Jon's eyes slowly moved from The New Day to his partner, Ambrose, laying in the middle of the ring on his back staring up at the lights. The moment the camera went away from him and the program cut to a commercial, Jon smiled widely and didn't bother helping Dean up in the ring, heading to the back. Dean noticed that, feeling his blood boil and couldn't wait to tear his brother apart for leaving him for dead against Big E. and Kofi Kingston.

Next up was Gabriella facing Becky Lynch to see who would be the #1 contender for the Women's championship. She still couldn't believe the company had pushed her into this spot so soon, but she wasn't complaining. Sure, there were other women on the roster that had been there a lot longer than her, but Gabriella wasn't about to pass up the opportunity either. Clearly, the company saw something in her or else she wouldn't be getting the chance in the first place. Something else occurred to her, a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach erupting, but she pushed it away for the moment.

Becky Lynch was a tough customer and didn't take it easy on Gabriella, pushing her to limits she didn't know possessed. It was a good 10-minute match back and forth, both women wanting this opportunity more than anything. Becky and Sasha had been in a triple threat match at WrestleMania against Charlotte and lost. She had something to prove, even though both of them knew what the outcome would be ahead of time. The fans didn't, though. Didn't mean Becky would relinquish the win easily or let Gabriella walk all over her. They had several matches together down in NXT, so it was like riding a bike and their match was one of the best on the card that night. When it was all said and done, Gabriella pinned Becky for the win and stood up, noticing Charlotte Flair standing on the top of the stage.

"You and me – that's mine!" Gabriella called out, pointing at the newly coveted WWE Women's championship and did the belt motion around her waist with her hands.

"We'll see." Charlotte replied simply, having a cocky smirk on her face while shouldering the title, which was a replica of the actual world title, only it had different colors. Same design, however.

"Kick her ass, Gabi." Becky grunted, holding the back of her head and shook Gabriella's hand before lifting her arm for the fans, showing good sportsmanship.

Charlotte rolled her eyes before heading off the stage to go to the back.

Baron was ecstatic for his best friend, having watched alongside Alexa backstage near gorilla position. The second she stepped through the curtain, Gabriella was bombarded with hugs from her friends and squealed out, being lifted off the ground by Baron to spin her around in circles. She clung to him for dear life, hugging him tightly around the neck and Baron relished feeling her body against his. Nobody noticed the pair of dark eyes watching their celebration or the slight snarl on the person's lips. Gabriella belonged to him and he would remind her of that once they were alone in his hotel room later that night.

"I gotta get showered." Gabriella murmured, feeling Baron set her down on her feet and kissed his cheek, hugging Alexa before taking off down the hallway. She had something very important to do tonight and hoped Lilianna's idea didn't backfire.

Alexa noticed the saddened look on Baron's face and shook her head, wondering when these two fools would get their acts together and tell each other how they felt. She STILL couldn't believe who Gabriella was currently shacking up with! It also made her question if Gabriella had been brought to the main roster on her own merits and talent, or if her lover had pulled some strings. She really hoped not because Gabriella was great in the ring, just needed a few things polished up. Nobody could be absolutely flawless in the ring, however, except veterans like The Undertaker. Maybe Alexa should tell Baron about who had Gabriella in their bed currently, even if she did promise not to tell anyone.

"Why are you letting her get away?" She asked quietly, not surprised when his dark eyes snapped down to stare at her and folded her arms in front of her chest obdurately. "I mean it, what's holding you back? Are you afraid of rejection?" It was the same conversation she'd had with Gabriella earlier that day on the plane.

"It's…complicated." Baron couldn't think of the right word to use or call it. "I want to tell her, just gotta wait it out…" It didn't help she was shacking up with someone either and he didn't want to upset her by bombarding her with his feelings. "What if she doesn't feel the same way?"

Clasping her hands tightly in front of her and pressing them to her nose, Alexa had to stop herself from spilling Gabriella's secret. "You won't know unless you try." That was the best she could come up with. "By the way, I'll be coming to the main roster very soon. They told me it'll be during the draft, but I have no idea what show I'll be on yet."

Baron beamed, not believing she was finally being brought up from NXT and lifted her up in his arms, hugging her tightly. "Bout fuckin' time!" He crowed, deciding they were going out tonight to celebrate. "Let me shower and then we'll go have a celebratory drink. Buddy won't mind, right?" That was Alexa's current boyfriend, who was down in NXT.

"Not at all."

Alexa had spoken to her man about the possibility of being brought up to the main roster from NXT, which meant they wouldn't see each other a lot once it happened. He understood since that was the ultimate goal for both of them and promised they would make their relationship work. She couldn't wait to call her parents to tell them the news, though Stephanie had made her swear to keep her lips zipped shut in NXT, not wanting anyone down there to spoil the upcoming surprise debut during the draft. The only reason she told Baron was because he was on the main roster already and she knew he wouldn't say anything.

Not on the show that night, Baron didn't bother sticking around and guided Alexa out of the arena for the celebratory drink, wishing Gabriella could join them.

"This is ridiculous, why am I even doing this?" Gabriella wondered aloud, staring at herself in the mirror and grumbled under her breath.

It was the moment of truth. Her lover would be giving her answers tonight, no matter how much sexual torture she had to inflict. She'd already shown up at his room, being yanked inside and his mouth had claimed hers. After a little make-out session to get their motors revved, Gabriella had guided him down on the bed and pulled out the handcuffs. His eyes had darkened to nearly black and, surprisingly, allowed her to cuff him to the bed. Luckily, the bed was made of metal instead of wood, so it had bars to click the handcuffs on. He wasn't moving unless she released him and Gabriella felt a flicker of both desire and sadness course through her. There was a motive behind doing this and he wouldn't be happy once it was discovered. However, Gabriella would do it the sneaky way and hoped she could pull this off without mussing it up.

With a black negligee on that had see-through material over her breasts with no panties on, Gabriella fluffed her fiery red hair to pool down her back before exiting the bathroom. His eyes instantly devoured her whole and she flushed from the roots of her hair all the way to her toes. She did always enjoy the way he looked at her, but there was more to a relationship than sex. Tonight, she was determined to find out just exactly how he felt about her and if they were just fuck buddies or he actually wanted a full-fledged relationship with her. There were other questions on her mind as well she would hopefully get the answers to.

"Like what you see?" She asked coyly, standing on the side of the bed and watched him yank on the cuffs, a sultry smile curving her lips. "You have too many clothes on."

"I do, don't I? I would've taken care of them, but someone cuffed me to the bed." He remarked with a smirk, seeing the wheels turning in her beautiful mind and had to wonder what this was about. "Gabriella…"

"Ssshhh, allow me." Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of his boxers he had on, she pulled them down his muscular legs and tossed them to the side, his erection sprung to life, standing at attention. "Mmm…" Slipping her tongue along the tip, Gabriella enjoyed the growl of approval that escaped him and crawled up the length of his body, planting her hands on his broad shoulders. "Now then…" Caressing his chest, Gabriella made sure to settle her pussy along his dick and both groaned at the friction, but she refused to let him slide inside of her. Not yet. "I need to talk to you about something before this happens…again…"

The feeling of her pussy juice coating his cock made his head spin and he had no idea what she possibly want to converse about. They were in a VERY compromising position. "What?" He gritted out, wishing he hadn't agreed to be cuffed because he was at Gabriella's complete mercy.

This was it and there was no turning back as her hips slowly began moving against him, sliding her pussy against his cock methodically. Every movement brushed against her bud, creating shocks to flow throughout her body. It felt good, she wouldn't deny it, but Gabriella had to stay focused while staring down at him.

"How do you feel about me?" She asked, looking almost obscenely innocent and dug her nails into his chest a little more. "Is sex all you want from me?" Never once did her movements stop.

What kind of asinine question was that?! He groaned again, knowing she was working herself up and he could feel her grow wetter by the second, the frustration building in his eyes. Gabriella had a motive alright and something told him, if he didn't answer her, this torture wouldn't end.

"N-No…" He gritted out, trying like hell not to explode like a 14-year-old boy and maintained his control, yanking on the cuffs harder. "No Gabriella, I want you for so much more than sex, baby…"

"Then why the secrecy?" Gabriella pressed, sliding her hands from his chest up her own body to grab her breasts through the see-through material, grinding a little harder on him. She would not get herself off until he answered every one of her questions. "Why not come out with it to everyone if you want to be with me completely?"

Shutting his eyes, his body was raging and, if he wasn't careful, the handcuffs would cut into his wrists from how hard he yanked. "Because of who I am." He answered truthfully, his voice rough with passion. "If people found out, your reputation would be questioned and I refuse to do that to you. Oh fuck…" He growled out when she increased the pace of the grinding session. "Baby, you're killing me here…"

"I know…" Gabriella had to admit, he made a valid point when it came to her backstage reputation. "But I'm willing to take the risk in order to be with you, since that's what you want. I know that's what I want." Flat lie. She wanted Baron, but the man had never shown an ounce of affection aside from friendship. "I want you…every way possible…"

"We haven't…been together that long…" His voice had grown darker and huskier, his hands now gripping the chains attached to the actual cuffs. "You gonna cum all over me, Gabriella?" Because as soon as she did, he would bust free and show her how much he truly did want her. "Give it a little…more time. We'll come out with it, I promise…"

Another valid point. "Yes – yes I wanna cum all over you, handsome…" Gabriella was breathless, pushing the straps down on the negligee and planted her hands on his chest to increase the pressure and speed of her grinding. "Oh yeah – oh fuck yeah I'm – I'm there…"

The flood of her warm juices coating him was all he could take, the chains breaking against his strength as the cuffs remained around his wrist. With her breathless and sagging against him, he took advantage of the euphoria her climax had caused and immediately slid inside of her, wrapping her legs around his waist. What the hell made her come to him with these questions? Did she not think he desired and wanted her? The woman was out of her mind if she thought he wanted her just for sex, but at the same time, he'd recently gotten divorced so he had to be careful. The last thing he wanted to do was destroy both of their reputations, not to mention he had his children to think about. Pushing everything else out of his mind, he focused on making this beautiful redheaded vixen shatter against him all over again, driving both of them over the edge in ecstasy.