Chapter 2

When the show went on a short commercial break, Emilia and some members of the production team decided to grab a bite at catering. Emilia wanted to eat before the show started, but she had forgotten to do so because she was doing so many things and now she was starving. She might be small but she has a big appetite, which is unusual for a woman of her stature. She eats a lot but she never gains weight, thanks to her fast metabolism and her occasional trips to the gym.

Emilia was walking out of the production room when she saw Seth Rollins, a member of the notorious and vicious group called The Shield, leaning against the beige brick wall. His eyes were tightly closed and he looked like he was struggling to breathe. Emilia was staring at him when she suddenly felt a tug on her right arm.

"What?" Emilia asked the tall pale skinny man standing beside her. He had short dirty blonde hair and green eyes. His left ear was pierced and he was wearing a little silver hoop earring.

"Our time is running out, stop staring at him. Let's go to catering before I die from hunger." The man said in a whiny voice as he patted his flat stomach.

"You're exaggerating, Josh," Emilia rolled her eyes while Josh pouted. "It seems like there's something wrong with him. Why don't you go to catering by yourself? I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Okay. But if there's pesto pasta tonight I'm going to eat it all." Josh grinned wickedly at Emilia.

Emilia gasped. "I hate you!"

"I love you more, pretty baby!" Josh replied and blew Emilia a kiss and walked away.

Emilia laughed. She'd only known Josh for a few weeks but they were best friends already. Josh, like her, went to film school and applied for the job that she has now. They became friends after having an animated chat about Leonardo DiCaprio while they were waiting in the lobby of WWE's headquarters in Stamford on the day of the job interview, which was four weeks ago. Emilia got accepted as the production assistant the next day, while Josh was given the job of media asset technician two days later. Josh easily became a part of the list of people Emilia would take a bullet for. He was the best gay guy friend she thought she'd never have.

Emilia cautiously walked towards Seth. She stood a few feet away from him, but she was near enough for him to hear her voice.

"Hey, are you okay?" Emilia asked Seth.

Seth nodded and opened his eyes. He was surprised to see Emilia talking to him and looking genuinely concerned. Emilia Morris – the woman his friend Dean became obsessed with after she accidentally walked in on him while he was getting dressed. The one and only. "Yeah, I am."

Emilia nodded once. "That's good to know."

Emilia stood there for a minute without doing anything before walking away, playing with her cross pendant. Seth watched her walk down the hall. Her hips swayed naturally as she walked and she looked so graceful while walking. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also kind. Now he understood why Dean's so obsessed with her.

When Emilia made it to catering, she grabbed a plastic tray, a paper plate and disposable utensils and walked towards the buffet table. The place was a bit crowded but Emilia didn't care - all she cares about right now is filling up her empty stomach. A wide grin appeared on her face when she saw that there was pesto pasta - a lot of it. She reached for the tongs the same time someone else did, causing her hand to brush against the person's rough warm palm. When she looked up, her eyes widened: it wasn't just anyone ordinary, it was John Cena, the poster boy of the WWE. She mentally cursed herself and felt embarrassed.

"I'm sorry. That was really rude of me," Emilia apologized. "Please, you go first."

"No, I'm sorry," John replied. "And ladies first."

Emilia smiled and felt relieved. She thought that she was going to be in trouble. She heard rumors about John being arrogant and egotistical off camera and outside the ring, but he seems nice. "Thank you, John."

"You're welcome," John took a step towards her and looked closely at her I.D., which was clipped on the waistband of her skinny jeans. "Emilia."

The way John said her name made Emilia blush. She smirked and grabbed the tongs. John watched her and patiently waited for her to finish loading up her plate with pesto pasta. John would've insisted that he should go first if she was a guy, but she wasn't – she was a gorgeous little woman.

When she was finished, Emilia gave John the tongs and they exchanged places. Emilia grabbed a can of Pepsi and placed it on her tray. She was about to walk to the table where Josh and the members of the production team were sitting, but she felt someone grabbing her arm. She turned around and saw John, holding his loaded tray in front of him.

"Hey John." Emilia said to him as casually as she could. He was so much taller than her and standing in front of him made her feel so small.

"Do you want to sit with me?" John said slowly, looking her in the eye and a warm smile was on his face. "I felt bad for what happened and I don't want you to think that I'm an asshole."

Emilia looked over her shoulder and found Josh nodding rapidly at her, as if he heard what John said and he was telling her to say yes. She faced John and nodded with a smirk. "Sure, I would love to."

John's warm smile turned into a pleased grin and walked with Emilia to his table, which was the one in the back of the room, in the corner. They talked as they ate. When they were done eating, John and Emilia exchanged phone numbers and went back to work.

Monday Night Raw was over and Emilia and Josh were on their way to the hotel that they were staying at for tonight. Emilia was driving while Josh was sitting in the passenger seat. Emilia felt Josh's eyes on her. From the corner of her eye, she saw that he had a mischievous smile on his face. When the traffic light became red, Emilia stopped the car and looked at Josh.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Emilia asked Josh with an eyebrow raised, feeling a little annoyed. It's been a long day and she was extremely exhausted. She didn't want to have a banter with him right now.

"You and John Cena ate together at catering." Josh replied, his mischievous smile turning into an excited grin.

Emilia sighed. "We did, so what? It was nothing."

"It sure looked like something to me," Josh chuckled. "He looked like he's into you, pretty baby."

"Don't be ridiculous, Josh. He was just being friendly." Emilia held the steering wheel a little tighter, causing her knuckles to turn white a little.

"He's being friendly because he wants to sleep with you." Josh wiggled his eyebrows. "I mean, who wouldn't want to sleep with you? You're pretty, that's why I call you pretty baby. If I was straight or bisexual, I would've slept with you already."

Emilia laughed. "Shut up, Josh. And thank God you're not straight or bisexual. If you were, we wouldn't be best friends."

"Why do you hate guys so much?" Josh asked Emilia. The question surprised Emilia and caused a lump to form in her throat.

Emilia cleared her throat to get rid of the lump. "I don't hate guys."

It was silent for a few seconds until Josh finally replied. "You hate your dad."

Emilia was biting her lower lip when her eyes met Josh's. Josh regretted saying what he said when he saw that Emilia's eyes had become moist. Sometimes hurtful words come out of his mouth and he can't stop it from coming out. He needed to be more careful about the things hey says.

"Pretty baby, I'm so sorry. I-"

"It's okay, Josh."

Josh decided to end their conversation by not saying anything. Emilia started driving again when the traffic light turned red. She drove faster this time, which made Josh worry a little. He shouldn't have said what he said. He shouldn't have opened his mouth in the first place.

Emilia and Josh arrived at the hotel an hour later. They took their belongings out of their rental car's trunk and took it with them inside the hotel. As Josh talked to the receptionist, Emilia looked around the lobby. There was an enormous chandelier hanging high in the center of the lobby's ceiling, illuminating the entire room with its flame-colored light. The walls were covered in brown and gold damask wallpaper and the furniture looked expensive.

When her eyes landed on Josh, she found him flirting with the receptionist, which was an attractive male, unfortunately. She groaned and crossed her arms. She was feeling a little impatient. All she wanted to do was go to sleep. She was about to tell Josh to stop flirting with the guy so they could go up to their hotel room when she saw Seth Rollins smiling at her. Behind him were the other two members of The Shield - Roman Reigns and Dean Ambrose. Emilia's eyes widened for a second, but she returned Seth's smile.

"Hey." Emilia said to all three men.

"Hi," Seth replied. "Your friend is holding up the line."

Emilia bent her body to the right side. She saw that there was a line behind them. "Yeah, he is. I'm sorry about that."

"Hey pretty baby, let's go." Josh said. Emilia turned around and found Josh making his way towards the elevator with his stuff.

"I gotta go. Good night."

Seth nodded and Emilia grabbed her stuff and followed Josh in the elevator. As they waited for the elevator doors to close, Emilia stared at the hounds of justice. Seth was now talking to the receptionist, Roman Reigns was texting on his phone, while Dean Ambrose was staring at her.

Emilia rubbed her eyes to see if she was just imagining it. She wasn't - he really was staring at her.

Emilia broke her eye contact with Dean by closing her eyes. When she opened them, the doors of the elevator had closed.

"Emilia, are you okay?" Josh said in a serious tone. Emilia felt his hand on her shoulder.

She looked up at him and nodded with a smirk. "Yeah, Josh. Just tired."

Josh squeezed her shoulder and yawned. "You and me both, pretty baby."

Emilia chuckled and then yawned. She spent their time in the elevator trying to figure out why Dean was staring at her. The way he looked at her made her skin crawl. She noticed a few days ago that he was following her, watching her every move - like a predator stalking its prey. She hasn't told anyone, because he hasn't done anything to her... yet. All he ever does is stare at her. And it's starting to scare her.

Author's note: Expect the unexpected - I didn't really expect that this story would get so much attention. I feel elated, thanks to everyone who had followed + favorite this story and me and left reviews! You are all awesome! - C x