Chapter 7.

Mina shut down her alarm clock and quickly opened her eyes. She lazily got up and started to get ready to leave. Teeth, shower, hair, clothes, she got rid of her morning routine without thinking as she was exhausted with the very short night she had. So excited with the journey to come, she couldn't fall asleep until very early in the morning. She was finishing packing her suitcase when she heard a knock on her door.

- "Come in." She said with an exhausted voice.

- "You look like a Zombie" Finn teased. "Couldn't sleep last night?"

- "Living dead girl" she answered. "I'm ready, to go."

- "We're going to Florida" Rhea said!

They left the rooms and headed to the bus. It was going to be a long ride so Mina would be able to catch up on her sleep time. She took a double seat next to Rhea and Dominik. Finn was in front of her, JD in front of him and Damian was behind her. She felt surrounded by her friends, safe and happy. She just had the time to put on her headphones and pick up a music before the bus started. She pressed her head against the window, looking at the buildings passing and leaving place to a charming countryside. Mina curled herself on the seat and fell asleep as Metallica's Enter Sandman was playing.

She woke up as the bus stopped for a comfort pause, allowing the WWE workers to get out of the bus for a walk, go to the bathroom or buy something to eat. Her five friends were looking at her and laughing. As they went off of the bus JD showed her his phone. Her eyes widened in shame as she discovered the reason of their laughter: they had taken pictures while she was deeply asleep. On the first picture Dom was next to her, smiling while imitating her posture, on the next one Rhea was hugging her in her sleep as if she was a cuddy toy. Mina hadn't felt it in her sleep; she tried to hide her blushing cheeks as the other photos appeared. Finn was next to her, eyes closed mouth opened and a finger laying from the corner on his lips to his chin, mimicking a trickle of drool. Next picture, JD forming a heart with his hands, she shyly laughed and scrolled to the last one: Damian tangled in her hair, a boyish smile on his face and a sweet gaze in his eyes.

- "Seriously guys, I don't drool in my sleep!" Mina pouted while heading to buy some snack.

Mina was sewing as she had been doing for the past four months. Winter was now here and she had now traded her shorts and swirling skirts for long woollen dresses. Her scars were now white and she was more confident with her body, allowing herself to wear more revealing garments and corsets. Occasionally she would be seen with Judgment Day T-shirts, offered by Finn and JD, saying that she was now an honorary member. Hunter trusted her more and more as she created marvellous costumes for most wrestlers and worked quickly and efficiently. During the shows she would watch the matches on the TV while working. She was just finishing to repair a red garment belonging to Raquel Rodriguez while singing as Ludwig entered her workshop.

- "Good evening, Fraulein Mina"

- "Good evening, Herr Kaiser, what can I do for you?" Her tone was as warm as usual.

- "Would you accept an invitation for a drink tonight after the show bitte?" Ludwig asked, standing straight with his arms behind his back, looking self-assured and proud.

Mina was surprised, she would never have believed that a man like Ludwig Kaiser would ask her out. He sure had a pleasant face and a handsome body, but his behaviour and his haughty gaze reminded her of Greg.

- "I'm sorry Herr Kaiser, but I'm not interested."

Ludwig lost his assurance and seemed disappointed. He turned his back and headed out of the room, that's when he saw Damian looking at him with anger. "Don't you dare…". Not wanting to cause any trouble, the blond man kept going in the opposite direction. Damian would often stand next to the sewing workshop just to hear Mina singing or to keep her company. He was feeling soothed when he was next to her, as if his problems faded away by the making of any exorcism; except when other wrestlers would come to ask her out, he hated this idea. The happier she was, the lighter he felt. Sometimes he would close his eyes to smell her perfume, to remember her soft hair between his fingers. He missed her touch. When they were at an hotel, he would always be the last one to come and see her to wish her goodnight, making each of their moment last as long as possible. When they had time in their own homes he would pleasure himself shamelessly imagining her body beneath his, his hands on her breasts, her breath moaning both sweet and dirty words to his ears. "Make me suffer please…" he begged in his thoughts. He would imagine the taste of her juices, the sound of her voice when she would cum, her lewd glare as she would be drunk of pleasure, her sweaty skin after long moments of pleasure. His hand would squeeze his shaft tighter "Be my punishment!". He would feel dirty after each ejaculation but would start again each time desire came tearing his guts, figuring Mina passionately licking his manhood, glaring at him with her bright green eyes. Sometimes he touched himself softly, letting his mind wander to romantic lovemaking and sweet words and moans whispered into each other's ears, sometimes he was more violent, craving to suffer through pleasure, Mina scratching his back or whipping him while telling him how despicable and useless he was, insulting him for being such a jerk to Frederica. But only one word would come to his mind as he cried in pleasure: Mina.

The show was finished and the whole Judgment Day headed to Mina's workshop. She was still sewing restlessly, barely having time to look at the TV, threads tangled in her hair, green eyes focused on the needle she had in her hand.

- "The show is over Sweety, time to go back to the hotel and have some rest" JD said.

- "Come on guys, sewing briefs is my dream job!" she chuckled as she threw the one she was repairing to JD.

- "You are working too much" Rhea added. "You don't even have the time to hit the gym with us anymore".

- "I'm sorry guys, but with Crown Jewel approaching, I have a lot of things to do." Mina explained. "Plus, I'm doing extra workouts with Finn and JD early in the morning".

- "You can't finish all that in one night" Damian said. "Come on, let's get some rest." His tone was harsh, as he was trying to process how close she was with his two Irish teammates. "Why are you training with them? What do you do that I don't have the right to see?" shaking his thoughts out of his mind he managed to get mina out of her chair.

- "Come on, tell me the truth, how do you manage to keep everything in there during a match? Is there never any bird-out-of-the-nest problem?" Mina asked candidly to JD while putting her coat on.

They all burst in laughter at her awkward question and took her to the cars to go back to the hotel. Mina was exhausted and her mind wandered to some childhood memories, how her grandmother taught her to sew, her life with her family in a farm, her afternoons spent swimming in the lake; she missed that life.

- "How are you in your new apartment?" Finn's question took her out of her daydreaming.

- "Pretty well" she answered, "I'm still trying to decorate it, so it looks more like me". She eventually found a little appartment in Florida to rent, it was small but would be enough for her until she is ready to buy a house an settle for good.

- "With threads and metal band posters everywhere?" JD teased.

- "Oh shut up Mr Bird-Out-Of-The-Nest" Finn chuckled.

They all separated as they arrived at the hotel. Mina changed to a huge Ozzy Osbourne T-shirt she was using as pyjamas and brushed her long hair. Despite exhaustion, she didn't want to go to bed yet, she was expecting a knock on her door. Every night there was a knock on her door; it had become a ritual. The noise she was expecting to hear came to her ears, she rushed to her door to open to Damian. He was wearing gym shorts and a well fitted Metallica T-shirt, making his muscles more prominent.

- "How is your tattoo healing" He asked.

He had taken her to a tattoo shop when she told him she always wanted one. She chose to get a screaming raven on her shoulder, perched upon the gothic lettered word "Nevermore". She was a fan of Edgar Allan Poe's writings and wanted a reminder of her choice to never fall in the trap of an abusive man like Greg, nevermore.

- "Pretty well" she answered with a smile. "I'm happy with it. Thank you, Damian." To prove her point she rolled her sleeve up, showing her inked shoulder. He noticed her T-shirt revealing her thighs, just hiding her upper body and her butt.

"She is driving me insane" he thought as he noticed her muscles starting to develop and the scars slowly disappearing from her soft skin.

- "Up for a song tonight?" He asked with a soft smile. It had become their ritual to sing together before going to bed since the day they saved her from her ex-boyfriend. Every night he would come to her room to sing with her, even if he knew she didn't need to be reassured anymore. It was their moment, his privileged moment with her.

- "What about some Scorpions?" she asked, sitting in her bed covering her naked legs with the sheets, unaware that she accidentally revealed she was not wearing underwear.

- "Holly sh… day! Holiday?" He asked with widened eyes. "Holly fuck that was unexpected." He just could catch a slight glimpse of her butt cheek and her forbidden fruit but that was enough to arouse him and make him glad his gym shorts were loose.

- "Holiday it is then!" enthusiastically answered the long-haired woman grabbing her phone to look for the lyrics. She then slightly pated the bed next to her to tell Damian to come and sit.

He sat on the bed and leaned closer to her to see the screen, then they started singing together: "Let me take you far away, You'd like a holiday. Let me take you far away, You'd like a holiday. Exchange the cold days for the sun, A good time and fun. Let me take you far away…" this song seemed made for her story, he craved to say these words to her, but couldn't. He didn't deserve it. When the last notes oh the music rang, he left her room and headed to his own.

Damian was deeply sleeping in his hotel bed, curled up under the sheets when a noise woke him up. A knock on the door.

- "Who is it?" He asked with a sleepy voice.

- "It's Mina. May I come in?" a soft voice answered.

He hastily got up and opened the door to find Mina standing in front of him, wearing her Ozzy T-shirt, looking at him with imploring eyes. He let her come in and switched on the light.

- "What are you doing here? Are you alrigh…" He couldn't finish his sentence as Mina pushed him toward his bed and captured his lips with hers in a passionate kiss. Tensed with surprise, he stopped the kiss as her tongue was toying his lips.

- "What the…?" He started.

- "Shhh Love" she answered, "Won't you let me take care of you?" she continued with a sparkle he had never seen in her eyes. She kissed him again, playing with his lips, exploring his mouth while laying him down on his back and straddled him. He let out a sigh of desire as she ran her mouth along his neck, kissing and licking his hot skin and finally let his hands wander on her body when he felt her delicate hands running under his T-shirt, starting to trace the lines of his muscled chest. He felt her soft skin under his hands, exploring the curves of her waist, the heat of her breasts he caressed gently first, before slightly pinching her nipples, making her moan. He took off his T-shirt, letting her explore his entire upper body with her hands and mouth, grabbing her hips tighter and tighter as she went down along his abs with her tongue. She pushed her hand in his shorts and underwear to find him already hard, stroking his shaft while looking at him in the eyes.

- "Do you desire me?" She asked with her soft voice.

- "Yes" he answered in a moan. "I want you so much".

She moved away from him and got undressed, letting him see her whole naked body. Surrendering to temptation, he got rid of his clothes and laid her on her back, starting to kiss and lick her nipples as his hand explored her slit. She moaned as he touched her clit, giving him the signal he wanted to go down between her legs, and finally taste her juices.

- "You are so fucking delicious" he said while slightly clawing her inner thighs. "Do you want me to continue?"

- "Yes Love, please don't stop." She answered with pleading eyes. "Please, I want you, Damian."

He felt a shiver of excitation running through his body and buried his head back between her legs, licking her clit restlessly and putting a finger, then two inside her slit. She groaned and grabbed a hand full of his hair. He kept licking and stimulating her until she fell apart and cried out in pleasure. He looked at her to find her eyes closed and her mouth distorted in pleasure. He climbed on her and kissed her with passion as he entered her, feeling her walls clenching around him from her previous orgasm. He started thrusting at a slow pace to let her get used to his size.

- "That's so good" Mina whispered in his ears "please take me, fuck me Damian".

- "With pleasure, princess." He answered with a lewd gaze. He speeded up his pace, thrusting harder and deeper inside his beloved one, making her groan and cry with pleasure. He put a hand on her mouth to smother her voice.

- "Shhh princess, you don't want to wake up the others, don't you?" He teasingly said, slipping out of her to grab her hips and make her turn around.

She buried her head in the pillow as he entered her, squeezing the sheets between her fingers as he went deeper inside her. She clenched around his manhood as he was pushing deeper inside her, making him groan with pleasure.

- "Oh fuck… that's so good!" he moaned while thrusting faster. He heard her crying out his name in the pillow, expediting him to a long-forgotten pleasure. His thrusts went erratic as he leaned on her back to grab one of her hands, interweaving his fingers with hers and started to lick her back, moving his tongue to her neck. She clenched one last time on him, sending him over the edge and making him cry out her name. He pulled out of her and laid back on the bed, holding Mina in his arms, stroking her long hair while trying to find his breath. She kissed him lovingly, looking into his eyes as to pierce his soul.

- "Mina… why?" he asked with the fear this night would be the only one.

She chuckled lightly.

- "Because I…" She was interrupted by an ear-splitting noise.

Damian opened his eyes to find his bed empty. His mind completely lost, he shut down his alarm clock. "What the Hell just happened?" He looked under the covers to find out he was all sweaty in his pyjamas, a huge bump distorting his shorts. He got up with a puzzled look and headed up to the shower.