Disclaimer:

I do not own any of the WWE characters. I only own the OC.

This story is just out of my imagination and is not related to anything real.

Please, notice that English is not my first language.

Chapter 1

Rhea left the ladies' locker room to meet her friends of the Judgment Day before the show, happy and proud to wear that new long jacket she just bought. It was all black, with silver buttons, tight on her waist to emphasize her silhouette but still comfortable to wear. The jacket was cut short on the front to let her be free in her movements and ankle long at the back, flying behind her as she walked up to her friends. This gave her an incredibly powerful and mesmerizing look. She chuckled when Dominik almost choked on his water, eyes wide opened, looking at her with admiration. He was head to toe in love with her. Finn was looking at the jacket with amazement, even if goth styled clothes were not his thing at all he had to admit this was far beyond all the suits and garments WWE usually provided them with.

- "Where did you get that?" Finn asked. "It's freakin' nice! Would be cool if we all had one."

- "I had it made by a friend of mine who is a dressmaker downtown, she's made most of my outfits." Rhea answered. She had always liked having her clothed designed specially for her and the seamstress who took all her orders had become a friend now.

-"So it's thanks to that person that my Mami is always so gorgeous" Dom said with sparkles in his eyes.

- "We definitely need to go to see her tomorrow" two voices said at the same time. It was JD and Damian, finally joining them.

She smiled at her terror twin, he was always serious about two things: his work and his clothes. He was kind of a dandy when it came to his appearance; loving to take care of himself and appear perfectly groomed. Of course he would love that jacket, it was made with black linen so she can wear it on summer time, the back was elegantly embroidered with white thread. It would be perfect for him. She could already picture him looking at himself in the mirror to make sure he was flawless. For JD, it was quite easy to guess that he was more interested by the dressmaker than by her work; the last member of the Judgment day had always been a seducer and loved to collect lovers. He never missed a chance to hit on a woman.

Rhea got ready to enter the arena as her music echoed. Her promo would be a banger as usual, and then Dom would have his match. A perfect night for her and her friends who live for wrestling.

The next day, they all met in front of an old-looking wooden door, lost betwween alleys and dark streets of this huge city. The place was not easy to find, awkwardly quiet and hidden. They examined the showcase; filled with various dresses, jackets, cloaks and shirts, each in a different style, from the Victorian inspired shirt to the cocktail dress or the gothic cloak. An old-fashioned sewing machine stood in front of the window as decoration. No fancy storefront, just the name of the shop written by hand with paint on a wood panel over the door.

- "Mina Sewing" Damian read out loud. "Are you sure you got your clothes from here? This looks more like a trap of some sort."

- "Yeah, it looks like an old place in some horror movie" JD added, taking a step behind, not really comfident with the place.

- "Never judge a book by it's cover" Rhea scolded gently. "And please guys, be nice, she is a friend" she warned them before pulling the door.

The sound of the old bell hanging over the door rang as they entered the shop. A light female voice echoed in the room behind the counter.

- "I'm coming in a minute".

They all stared at the shop, full of clothes and sewing material. On the old wooden shelves stood enormous rolls of various fabrics, spools of thread, needles, pins and measuring tape. Many weird-shaped rulers were hanging from the tapestry and several human-shapes sewing mannequins were disposed all over the shop. Some of them were already covered with fabric tied together by pins, their faceless heads seeming to look in the abyss. "That would indeed make a great horror movie place" Damian thought. Heavy metal music was playing, half hidden by the sound of the sewing machines.

- "Good music tastes" Damian said, recognizing "Poison" by Alice Cooper. Rhea immediately winked at him. "Such a fucking sexy song"

-"Here is my favourite customer" said the female voice. The whole Judgment Day turned their head to face a short lady hugging Rhea. Pieces of thread were tangled in her insanely long black hair, going to her butt, hidden by a pair of shorts she wore over black tights. Rhea was so tall compared to her that she had do tip toe in her combat boots to hug her. The two women separated, and the short woman faced the smiling four men.

- "Nice to meet you, I'm Mina. Welcome to my shop."

The men introduced themselves quickly and began to explain their project. Mina rapidly drew some sketches according to what they wanted, saying how happy she was to have famous wrestlers liking her job, how she met Rhea and sometimes turning down JD who was leaning over her shoulder from to close. Damian sighed with exasperation; "This Irish guy really doesn't know to behave". Of course he was leaning over her shoulder to look at her breasts so nicely shaped and highlighted by the black top she was wearing, and to whisper at her ear, that's always how he proceeded to seduce a girl. And they always fell for it. Then, JD has them for one night, enjoys his fuck and never calls them back, just boasting about his conquests in the locker room. He, on the other hand, was not sure when was the last time he had sex. He was annoyed by JD's behaviour towards women but had to admit he never lied to them. Each and every one of his conquests knew what would happen and agreed to it.

Mina asked them to stand in the middle of the hidden room to take measures. She started with Finn, measuring his legs, torso, shoulders, arms and noting every measure on a piece of paper where a male human body was printed. Finn had some words with her, he was a nice and easy going man. Dom was next, as usual he couldn't stay still, and Mina had to retake the measures, laughing at how ticklish he was, congratulating him and Rhea for the cute couple they were forming. Then came his turn, he stood there, static, as the dressmaker had to climb on a chair to take his measures, smiling at the situation and apologizing for her short size. The music changed to "Crush" from Garbage. He didn't move, didn't smile, didn't react, admiring the emerald green sparkling eyes focused on the measuring tape. Her almost translucent white skin exhaled a smell he found thrilling, a mix between fabrics and fruits "cherries or strawberries maybe". Damian could have a closer look at her features, she was thin, with a strongly marked waist, her breasts seemed to have sucked all the weight of her body. Her legs appeared strong as she constantly had to climb on chairs and ladders to get everything she needed. He noticed that the colour of her skin didn't seam natural, as if she had been kept away from the sun for too long. As Mina stood on her chair in front of him, he could have a closer look at her face: pale skin, slightly red lips enhanced by a bit of red lipstick a thin layer of black eyeliner circling her green eyes, surrounded by long black eyelashes. "So pretty… God this song….". He didn't want to show how much he liked to be touched, to see this lady close to him, hearing her breath. Suddenly his body reacted as Mina was measuring his legs and hips, she was too close to his manhood, which immediately started to rise.

- "We're good, who's next?" Her voice brought him back to his normal self as he left the place for JD. "Fuck" he thought, hoping nobody noticed. The shop bell rang suddenly, and a male voice sounded in the shop:

- "Where are you? I want to see you now!" The voice was deep and sounded angry but hesitant.

- "I am taking measures with customers, give me five minutes please". Her voice sounded tense. "What's happening in there?". She hurried to measure JD as a tall blond man entered the room visibly drunk and angry.

- "You whore! Are you enjoying touching four men at the same time?! What about me? I also want to feel your hands on my dick" He grabbed Mina by the arm to pull her far from JD, who tried to interfere but almost got hit in the face. Damian, Finn and Dom gathered around him to avoid any fight.

-"You should go to bed Greg, I'll come after work." She calmly said while leading him to the door that led to their appartment upstairs. "Please forgive my boyfriend, he is extremely tired" Mina tempered,trying to hide the bruise that was already forming on her arm.

Greg left the shop and Mina apologized again for the trouble, calculating the amount of fabric she would need to craft the jackets. The men looked at each other in disbelief, this lovely woman who just got insulted and almost got hurt by some jerk she called her boyfriend was now calmly calculating stuff as if nothing happened. Finn pinched his nose bridge with his fingers. It was easy to guess he was pissed.

-"You should leave him" Rhea said, "This guy is a total ass".

One more time she had spoken for all of them, said out loud what they were thinking.

-"Don't worry, I'm fine. Your jackets should be ready soon, please come back if you need any modifications or details added." Mina said in a platonic, almost robotic voice. "You can also have an item from the accessory box, as an apology for Greg." This last sentence was sad, it was obvious she didn't like this situation: somebody witnessing domestic violence.

The accessory box was full of hand-crafted items, made with fabric leftovers. Rhea took a wallet, Dom chose a fabric belt, Finn opted for a wristband, Damian selected a large bandana and JD found fabric handcuffs.

-"You also make that kind of stuff?" Rhea chuckled.

-"Yeah, it sells well" Mina answered " I was sure you would find it interesting. Come back whenever you want." She said winking at Rhea. "There are a lot more in the naughty box."

- "Wait! Are you also the one making all these gorgeous naughty garments she taunt me with?" Dom erupted in disbelief.

On their way back to their hotel, JD asked:

-"Rhea, do you have her phone number? I want her." His voice was soft but his eyes were telling them he had a naughty idea behind his head.

- "She has a boyfriend who almost hit you in the face" Finn answered.

- "And not a nice one" Dom added. "She could definitely find better."

Rhea stopped walking and grabbed JD by his collar.

- "She is my friend, don't you dare to touch her with your filthy hands." Then she released him. " I agree with you guys, but if he might hurt her more if I try anything. I'm not even sure she tells me everything" she completed with a worried tone.

- "Good reason to rescue her and have fun together" he asked, playing with the handcuffs.