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Roman Reigns: "Go ahead, touch it." (Part I)

Warning: Explicit language

Roman. "Girl, I can't believe you refused to kiss that man. It's just one little kiss. What harm could it do?" Your best friend and co-worker, Bianca Belair, teased as you and she walked, arm-in-arm, down the corridors of the building. Tonight, you were filming yet another episode of Friday Night SmackDown to yet another sold-out crowd.

You roll your eyes as your heart skips a beat thinking about your meeting with the creative team earlier that morning alongside the Bloodline. See, you were currently one of the hottest WWE stars on the roster so of course it made sense that you somehow found a way to connect with the hottest faction in all of wrestling history, The Bloodline. You've been a part of WWE for over ten years, having made history throughout your career. You were always prepared for a challenge, no matter what came your way. However, nothing could prepare you for what Hunter (aka Triple H) had requested of you just hours ago during your meeting with the Bloodline.

What was the tough challenge he assigned to you? Well none other than forming an on-screen relationship with The Bloodline's leader, the Head of the Table, the Tribal Chief himself....Roman Reigns.

Why was this such a hard task for you? Well, it's simple really...you have no experience when it comes to men...especially hot ones like Roman Reigns. I mean...the guy looked like God himself took his time crafting him in his mother's womb. He was fine as hell and aged like fine wine. You'd be lying if you said his presence didn't intimidate you. And it didn't help that you've always had a crush on him since you debuted in NXT the same year, he and fellow Shield members, Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins, debuted. I mean, how can you not?

When he first debuted as the quiet "Muscle" of The Shield, it was no surprise that women were all over him, especially after finding out he was single. Back then, women would fall to their knees for him if he asked them to, and now, it's only heightened since his transformation into his Tribal Chief gimmick. The ladies were like moths to a flame when it came to him. Which you hated because you wished you had the confidence to even approach him and say hi, yet you didn't. Instead, you'd sort of sit on the sideline and watch as different women went in and out of his locker room, often sporting a fucked out look of exhaustion, satisfaction, and accomplishment. Why just a couple of months ago you watched, shocked, as the newcomer on the SmackDown roster, Jade Cargill wobbled out of his locker room only minutes before the show started. That's just how easy it was to fall to the command of the Tribal Chief.

Now, I know what you're thinking. Why the hell would you have a crush on a man like that? A player like that. You didn't know but the innocent woman in you couldn't help but wonder what it felt like to be with the Tribal Chief in such an unwarranted predicament. Underneath him. Screaming his name like the sweetest of song lyrics. But then again, the common sense in you wanted nothing to do with being just another woman in his bed. You've obtained one of the best, if not the best, reputations with not only the WWE Universe but your co-workers and fellow staff and you refused to mess that up with your curiosity about the Tribal Chief.

"Did you hear me?" Bianca says, knocking you out of your thoughts, as she momentarily stops walking to glance at you.

"Huh? Oh yeah....I heard you. But girl, it's simple. I just.....I don't want a love storyline right now. I've never had a love storyline in my entire career, so I was just a little shocked when Hunter said he wanted me to start working closely with Roman. I mean, it's an honor considering Roman is one of the top, if not the top, stars in the company, but.....I don't know. Plus.....I.....I've never even had my first kiss so it would be a little awkward. And I want my first kiss to be speci-" Bianca cuts you off by yelling.

"GIRL WHAT?! You've never had your first kiss?!" she exaggerates as you quickly put your hand over her mouth to shut her up. The last thing you needed was for people to hear your conversation.

"Girl...tone it down. And no...no I haven't. Sis, you should know by now that I keep to myself. I don't socialize like that. So no, I never dated." You sigh as you shrug, and resume walking down the halls to get to the catering room. You were starving and your stomach was growling.

"Girl...I knew you were an introvert, but I didn't know you were like that. Damn girl....so you're a virgin? Which means you ain't ever got no di-" you cut her off.

"Girl...uh-uh. Don't use that vulgar language around me. Plus, it's not like it's a bad thing....right? I understand people around my age (27), who usually have already been in relationships and had sex and whatnot. Hell, most have already had their first kiss, but I don't know. I've never had that experience before. So...when I do, I just want it to be special. Not because my boss told me to do it. You know what I mean?" you say as Bianca quietly nods.

"No...I get it. Your first kiss can either be a magical experience or dreadful. Thankfully, Tez made up for the terrible kisses I've experienced in my past." Bianca giggles as you both smile, turning the corner just as you accidentally bump into someone.

"Omg I'm so so-"you say quickly as you almost stumble over your words.

"Ahhh just the young woman I was looking for. Y/n...Bianca, how are you ladies?" The loud voice of Paul Heyman greets you as you look at him apologetically.

"Doing great actually. Y/n was telling me that she possibly has a storyline with Roman coming, is that right?" Bianca smiles, nudging your arm slightly as you stand quietly, playing with your fingers.

"Well...that was until Miss Y/n refused to fulfill her obligations of the storyline as a companion of the Tribal Chief, your Tribal Chief. Which brings me to why I was searching for you, Miss Y/n. The Tribal Chief himself has requested to see you in his locker room, privately. I presume he wants to speak business away from others. Surely you won't keep him waiting for much longer." Paul speaks as you feel your heart flutter.

You were pretty sure you weren't in Roman's good graces after refusing to do a storyline with him. One thing about him is that he was a professional, a businessman if you will, and he prided himself on doing whatever was best for business. Whatever kept the dollars and viewership rolling in, he made sure he perfected his craft. Hence, why you assumed he'd look at you indifferently after you awkwardly told him and others in the meeting room that you didn't think you were a good fit to be the on-screen lover of the Tribal Chief. Yet, here he was, requesting to see you.

You guess you were sitting contemplating too long because Bianca speaks up for you, "She'll be right there. Gone head, Y/n."

You snap out of it as you look at her like she is crazy. You were starving and the last thing you needed was to sit in someone's locker room for hours as your stomach growled embarrassingly.

"I'm sorry Paul, but...I can't. My decision stands. Now if you'll excuse me, Bianca and I were headed to get something to eat." You say politely as you try to walk past Paul, but he blocks your way.

"Settle down Miss Y/n. He's not asking you to do anything unbecoming. He simply wants to have a one-on-one verbal exchange with another top star in this business. Now, being that you are at the top of the women's division, I'd presume you want to make decisions that demonstrate why you are at the top. Hence, why it would be in your best interest, and the best interest of this company, to meet with the Tribal Chief, the Head of the Table, the Greatest Champion of the Modern Day Era, the G.O.A.T., and Undisputed WWE Universal Champion himself. Now please....let's not keep him waiting. After all, he is a man with a very busy schedule and timeliness is a courtesy to others." Paul rambles as you look at him and Bianca in disbelief as he begins walking away, gesturing for you to follow behind him.

"See you later girl!" you hear Bianca say as you reluctantly follow Paul's lead.

Your mind is racing as he leads you down the corridor until you finally make it to the only locker room with The Bloodline sign stamped on it. Paul instinctively knocks on the door as you mentally prepare yourself for whatever this is going to turn out to be.

"Who is it?" you hear Roman's booming voice question from the other side of the door.

Oh God....his voice was filled with so much authority, it scared you.

You swallow the lump in your throat as Paul responds, "It's me Tribal Chief, I've brought along Y/n to speak with you as you requested."

"Come in," Roman responds as Paul happily opens the door for you. You inwardly sigh.

Here goes nothing.

You slowly walk into the locker room as you come face-to-face with The Bloodline members, The Undisputed tag team champions, The Usos, The Enforcer known as Solo Sikoa, the Honorary Uce Sami Zayn, and of course, the man himself, Roman Reigns.

Breathe Y/n....breathe.....

"So, I told her, why eat your p*ssy when I can get fish from Captain D's then I kicked her stank a** out my hotel room. Hahahaha" Jey laughs as he, his twin brother, and Sami chatter.

Suddenly, all chattering comes to a halt as the attention is turned to you. Gosh, you hated this. You hated being the center of attention. It made you very self-aware of your appearance, flaws, everything. You awkwardly nod your head towards them before you build the courage to use your voice.

"Hi...." You mutter.

"Everyone....out, now." Roman commands as the Bloodline members immediately jump to their feet to leave.

"Sup, Y/n," Jimmy says quietly as he walks past you, his brothers and Sami following suit, each greeting you.

Paul quickly goes over to Roman and whispers something in his ear as Paul not-so discretely points at you before hurrying out the door.

The door closes and it's now just you and Roman in the quiet room. You look anywhere but his face as he looks at you in amusement.

"Don't be shy, come on. Have a seat." He says lowly as you slowly follow instructions and take a seat on the couch, making sure to keep a distance between the two of you.

He chuckles lightly at your actions before taking a deep breath.

"Well, I don't want to keep you long, Wiseman said he interrupted you on your way to get some food, so I'll be quick. The reason I wanted to speak with you was to ask why you didn't want to do the storyline with me. Have I done something wrong? I'm sure I haven't because we haven't crossed paths since your days of the Wyatt Family (which you were a part of) and my days as a member of The Shield." He says as he looks over at you, curious to hear your response.

"Listen Roman...I-I don't want to come across as rude, okay? I don't want to come across as someone who doesn't do what's best for business. Trust me, I know you and I partnering together would do astronomical numbers but-"

"But what?" he says softly as he leans back, spreading his legs to get comfortable.

You try not to be so obvious as you take a glance at his sweatpants or rather what was in his sweatpants as it came to full view when he leaned back. Gosh, just the outline of it was.....

Omg girl, no! Stay focused!

A light chuckle knocks you out of your inner monologue as Roman bites his beautifully pink bottom lip.

(I do not own this gif)

"Like what you see, babygirl?" he quips, noticing how you instantly look away after being caught staring at his dick print.

"N-n-no I wasn't looking I-..haha" You laugh nervously as his presence starts to overwhelm you. This is the most you've ever spent alone with a man. You've officially broken a personal record of yours.

"It's okay...you can do more than just look at it." He smirks as your eyes nearly bulge out of your head at his comment.

"E-excuse me?" you say standing to your feet, displaying disgust at his lewd comments towards you.

He shrugs, casually propping his feet up on the coffee table in front of him.

"I'm just saying....I can put that mouth to good use. Maybe that'll convince you to be my on-screen romance." He laughs.

"Excuse you, but I am not some hoe. You think just because you're used to getting what you want, I'll just agree to anything you say? Look, I'm not your cousins, I'm not Sami Zayn, and I'm certainly not the Wiseman Paul Heyman that waits on you hand and foot. I-" he cuts you off.

"Whoa, whoa Miss Class-And-Dignity. I'm only teasing. Calm down, we have serious business to discuss. I'll keep my hands to myself...if that's what you want." He says as you roll your eyes but take your seat again.

"Listen Y/n, I'm a businessman that makes the best business decisions for my career and those I work with. I want to elevate to the top of the mountain and do whatever it takes to maintain it at the top. With that being said, when the opportunity presented itself, I had to jump on the chance to work with you. After all, you are in a league of your own. I mean.... you are the first black woman to main-event Wrestlemania. You are the first woman in WWE history to do a lot of things. You are at the top of the women's division-"You listen quietly as he continues.

"..... And I'm at the top of this company. I am the greatest champion of all time and it's only right that I have the greatest women's wrestler by my side, Y/n. And that's you. No other woman on this roster can compete with you. No other woman fits me the way you would. I'd love to have you by my side. Imagine the things we could do together, running this business. It's an opportunity that we just can't pass up." He says as you slowly consume his every word.

He did have a point. You two were the best of the best, the cream of the crop, so it only made sense to collaborate and make some major money. But you just couldn't. Just the mere thought of working with him scared you a little. Again, as previously stated, this is the same man you've had this huge crush on for years. You didn't really know how to act around him.

He watches your features closely as you ponder over his words.

"Listen, Y/n. I don't want to force you into working with me but just think about it. I want you to be comfortable. Besides, what is it exactly that makes you so.....nervous around me? You seem so confident in the ring cutting promos and tossing people around the ring, yet right now, you look.......nervous." He inquires curiously.

You sigh deeply.

Well....here goes nothing.....

"Well...it's just that...well....I...." you try to come up with the right words to say without making yourself look stupid.

He stays quiet as he looks at you expectantly, wanting to hear what you have to say.

"I just.......Roman, I've never been in a relationship before, okay? I've never even had my first kiss yet, so when they asked me to start a romance with you, I got extremely nervous. Especially when they said they wanted us to eventually kiss for the cameras. It just makes me nervous, and I don't want to mess this up. I-"

"You've never been kissed before?" he says, in an almost shocked tone.

You shrug your shoulders, playing with your fingers as you quickly respond, "No."

It grows quiet in the room as he ponders what you just revealed to him. No wonder you damn near flipped at his filthy comments earlier. 

Suddenly, he smirks to himself. Maybe he can get you to get comfortable around him. If it was experience you were looking for....maybe he could offer his services to you.

"How 'bout this, Y/n, you agree to work with me, and I do what I can to make you comfortable with me. It's a win-win situation." He suggests as you look at him confused.

"What do you mean?" you ask as he stands to his feet, rolling his shoulders back as he peers down at you.

"It means I'm gonna make you comfortable with my body first and foremost. Body language is especially important in convincing the audience. So, for now, I'm gonna familiarize you with my body. Capeesh?" he says grinning at you.

You look at him confused and nervous, "And how are you going to do that?"

Suddenly he removes his shirt as you let out a gasp. Followed by him dropping his pants, along with his boxers, as he stood bare in front of you.

"Oh my God!" you squeal as you instinctively cover your eyes.

"Go ahead, touch it." He smirks, licking his lips, as you can't believe what is happening right now. Did this man really just expose himself to you and permit you to touch his dick? This can't be reality.

"Absolutely not. Are you insane?!" you say continuing to keep your eyes squeezed shut.

"Babygirl...it's a dick. It's not gonna bite. Touch it. Feel it. Stroke it. Suck it. Fuck it. Do whatever you want to it so long as you don't bite it." He encourages as you're going insane in your head.

This can't be real.....

"Time is ticking." He sighs playfully looking at his gold Rolex on his wrist.

Omg...omg....

He clearly wasn't gonna leave this alone. Maybe if you tapped it, he'd pull his damn pants back up and you could run out of there, never to see his face again.

You sigh heavily, "Omg this is....o-o-okay fine but....I'm not stroking it." You say nervously as you shakily reach your hand out blindly (as you still have your other hand covering up your eyes).

Roman chuckles at your innocence. He's never had a woman react to him this way. Sounds crazy, but it made him a little excited, intrigued, almost feeling animalistic like a predator amongst its prey. He was gonna break you in, starting now. However, it appeared you were having trouble with this simple task of touching his dick, let alone looking at it. Maybe you needed a little encouragement.

"Here, do this," Roman says as he grabs your hand and gently guides it around his dick. You instantly squeal upon contact with the thick flesh.

You couldn't believe it. It was a new sensation as your hand remained unmoving on the soft skin. You hear Roman slightly hiss and you grow scared. Had you unknowingly hurt him? Gripped him too tight?

"I'm so sorry. Sorry. Did I hurt you?" you apologize, releasing your hold on his flesh.

He chuckles deeply, "No, actually. You did quite the opposite. I'm sorry but I will try to contain myself a little better next time. Now, that wasn't so hard was it? Congratulations, you've touched a dick for the first time." He teases as he reaches down to pull his boxers and sweatpants back up.

"You can uncover your eyes now." He grins as you finally do that, heart racing in your chest.

"I....I-I...." you stutter, unable to recover from what just happened.

"Don't worry, you ain't gotta say much right now. I know you're perplexed. Look, it's almost time for SmackDown to start and I've held you up long enough....I'll see you later, okay?" he says as he sits back down on the couch, grabbing his shirt from the floor.

"O-okay...." You whisper as you hurry towards the door.

My eyes, my eyes, my eyes. My hand, my hand, my hand.

You couldn't get out of that room quick enough as you shut the door behind you. You were in such a rush that you didn't notice Jade and Naomi standing off to the side (having been engaged in conversation until they saw you), looking at you hurry away from the Tribal Chief's locker room. Jade had a scowl on her face whereas Naomi looked a little concerned. She knew the type of guy her cousin (by marriage) was and though you and her weren't friends (as you always kept to yourself), she didn't want to see you become just another hit and quit for Roman Reigns. No, you were above that. So, what were you doing in his locker room...alone....she wondered. She didn't know, but she'd speak with you later on tonight.

Your feet hurry towards your locker room, your appetite long gone. You were beyond perplexed and to make matters worse, there was a slight tingling, aching sensation in your nether region and it wouldn't go away. It was a foreign feeling to you.

"Oh God, I think I need a cold shower." You whine as you finally reach your private locker room, slamming the door shut behind you.

Tonight started off surprisingly...........but the Tribal Chief had more surprises for you to come..........

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Them "We Want Roman" chants gonna ultimately play a part in completely making this man snap. He already getting them tribal twitches.

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Hell In A Cell: Act I - Chapter 1. 

Welcome to the Pensacola Penitentiary!

~1~

Feet aching, lungs burning, you run as fast as your tired legs will take you. Fear knocks on the door of your heart, an unwelcomed guest that leaves when it wants to. It doesn't come alone, bringing its old friend with him, darkness. He's closing in on you. You can hear him, feel him. The monster that's been after you for so long is finally catching up to you. 

Before you lie in an abandoned house, feet feeling heavy, you fight against your body and time. You dash to the front porch before approaching the door and watch the world slowly become a dark abyss. 

Help Meeeeee! Please! Help meeeeeeee! 

His eerie voice fills your ears, piercing even into the marrows of your bones, shaking you to the core. You shake the door handle violently before it finally opens. You slam the door shut and lock it. You lie against the door as you attempt to catch your breath. Looking down at your hands, they shake uncontrollably as you cry. You stumble into the foyer as you take in your surroundings, trying to look for any place of safety. 

You turn around and look out the windows, looking for any sign of him outside. The only sound that can be heard is the fast beating of your heart and your shaky breath. You feel dizzy and faint. The storm outside ceases for only a moment as his footsteps fill your ears. The floorboards begin to creak tauntingly outside the front door as you watch his shadow walk back and forth. 

Come out, come out, wherever you are. 

"Please, please just leave me alone." You whisper out. Your legs give out as you stumble backward onto the staircase and cry harder. Your body shakes as you feel cemented to the floor. Suddenly, it goes quiet, and you try to calm down again. But it is short-lived as the door is suddenly thrown open, and there he stands, dark, emotionless, evil-eyed. 

"THERE'S NOWHERE TO RUN; I'LL ALWAYS FIND YOU!"

You shoot up out of your nightmare, clutching your chest. Your heart is pounding furiously as you wipe the sweat on your forehead. You look around frantically and realize you're in your bedroom, safe and sound. It was just another nightmare. Something that you were painfully used to. Lately, your dreams have become more bizarre and vivid, all depicting him finding you—a fear you've had even though you're thousands of miles away from that painful memory. Oh, how you wished you could make all the bad memories disappear, but fear had its way of creeping in like a thief in the night to remind you of your past. The fear that you truly have not solved the issue to, but only temporarily silenced it. The constant feeling of impending doom clouding your brain, you can't shake it. 

"Get it together, y/n." You mumble to yourself. You look at your bedside clock, and it reads 6:15 AM. "Shit!" You are supposed to start orientation at 7:00 AM. You throw your covers off and stumble out of bed, momentarily catching a slight headache. You run into the bathroom and turn on the shower; not having time to wait for the water to heat up. You step inside as the cold water hits your body, instantly chilling you. You also decide to brush your teeth while in there; it wouldn't hurt; you were rushing. 

After a quick shower, you sprint to your closet and find the most professional outfit you own. Drying and throwing on your outfit, making sure it looks neat, you speed walk out of your bedroom with your purse. Snatching your car keys off the key holder on the wall, you leave your apartment and go to your car. 

You look at yourself in your rearview mirror and decide you look decent enough. You make your way out of the gated community before pulling out onto the main street. Making your way downtown, as you use your GPS, you begin to think about your life over the past few months. 

You moved to Pensacola, Florida, from Minnesota to start a new life for yourself. After hopping from city to city, searching for peace, you finally decided to move away and start fresh—just you, your car, and hope. It's crazy how, sometimes in life, you have to leave everything you know behind to reach for everything you need that lies ahead. Sometimes, these roads require you to go alone. Does it mean you're always lost? No, but in the end, it's meant to make you stronger. Sure, you haven't reached that level of peace yet, but one day you will...hopefully. Interrupting your thoughts, your phone rings. Your aunt's name pops up on the display screen. You click the accept button on your steering wheel. 

"Hey, Aunty! How are you?" You've only been gone a month and missed your aunt terribly. 

"Hey, my love, I was calling to check on you. I know you're still settling in; it sounds like you're driving. How are things?" 

"Uhhh, good! Yep, they are good. I'm still trying to learn about the city; it's busier out here than I'm used to. But I can manage. I got a job!"

"Y/n, that's great! I'm so glad that you're finally finding some consistency and longevity...You know I'm proud of you, right?"

"....I know, Aunty....thank you."

"So when are you coming to visit?!" You playfully roll your eyes as you pull up to the security gates of the prison. You take in the vast facility, eyes scanning over what is visible.

Large metaled, barb-wired fences greet you as you show the security guard your worker I.D. made for you a week ago. You damn near had to strain your neck to look at the tall double-wall fences towering past the top of the building, accompanied by guard towers about ten feet away from each other, with a guardsman holding a shotgun readily in his hands. You find a park on the first row and park your car. 

"Aunty, it's only been a month."

"I know, it's just...you left abruptly and never gave us a proper goodbye. Also, don't you find it extremely weird how they hired you without interviewing you face-to-face first-"

"I'm sorry about that. When they said I got the job, I jumped at the opportunity. Maybe they're desperate or were so in love with my resume that I immediately beat out the other potentials. You know it's pretty impressive...how is she, by the way?" 

"You know how she is...same old, same old." You only nod, although she can't see. You weren't in the mood to have that conversation. Not when all it does is cause pain. 

"Listen, Aunty, I made it to work for orientation. I'll call sometime later, okay?" 

"Of course, sweetheart. Have a great day, okay? I love you." You both say your goodbyes as you check your appearance before hopping out. 

"Here goes nothing."

***

You damn near felt like you were being booked with all the heavy security you had to go through just to make it inside the facility. You were now an hour into your orientation and were now with the dayshift nurse whom you'd be orienting with for a week named Mercedes, or Sasha as some call her. She had just finished introducing you to a few of the staff members.

"I know you'll be working the night shift, but meeting some dayshift workers would be nice. Let me show you around this place; it's huge!" She smiles as you walk beside her. 

"There are five different security levels here at our facility. The levels depend on the inmates and the appropriate level of security they need. Right now, we're entering the low level 1. You won't be on this side of the facility too much; this is typically where the dayshift nurses work. This is where they house the low-level inmates, you know, the ones that have minor crimes, and minimum security is needed. I work over at this level. We're making our way outside now. Going to need the go-kart to tour the rest of this place; it's like a maze." She jokes. 

Another hour is spent touring the remaining four security levels. You're now on the last one, where you will be working. You look over the building, which is slightly guarded compared to the other three. There is something very eerie about this area. You don't know why, but a shiver runs down your spine as you and Sasha walk into the building. The atmosphere seemed to shift into something more serious and sinister. 

"This is where you'll be working; this is the highest security level at our facility. This complex houses our most dangerous criminals who have committed extremely violent crimes or they're prone to escaping prison. These inmates have typically committed federal crimes that have cost them longer, harsher sentences. As you can tell, security here is top-notch. And it-"

"Look what we got here! We got fresh meat! Welcome to Hell In A Cell." You look over to see a smiling, hefty, tall guy. He walks over, stopping in front of you and Sasha. Sasha rolls her eyes as she places her hands on her hips. 

"What did I tell you about calling this place that? You're going to scare away our staff!" She says, smacking his arm, which doesn't faze him at all. You can tell they have a playful relationship. 

"Sorry about him, Y/n, he likes to scare the newbies. This is-"

"I can introduce myself. Nice to meet you; I'm Ettore Ewen, but I go by Big E around here. I work security." He says, extending his hand. Although he's a pretty big guy, his handshakes were gentle. 

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/n. I'm going to be the new night shift nurse." You introduce. 

"Really? That's like the fifth one in the past two months." 

"Oh really? Bad experience?" you ask, glancing at Sasha, who gives Big E a look. 

"Let's be honest, they come in all happy and ready to work, and then bam, within a week, they quit. Honestly, the last one was probably a new record set. She stayed for about a week and two days." He shrugs. 

"Inmates causing trouble?"

"Nothing more than the usual, but she screwed an inmate and got pregnant. Fired her on the spot." You weren't surprised. 

Working as a correctional nurse for years, you've had your share of crazy experiences. You've had inmates attempt to attack you, spit on you, throw shit at you, cuss you out, and call you every slur under the sun. You were prepared for whatever. You had to make the best of this. It had to work out; this was your last chance. 

"Did you tell her about the inmate that killed a guard just for looking at him? A nurse was doing a med pass, reaching her arm inside the cell, which was a big mistake. He broke her arm from the shoulder down. She had to get metal plates in her arm. You know he's assigned to you ri-" Sasha smacks his arm again. 

"I'm joking, I'm joking! No, but seriously, having a new face in this place is nice. I gotta run, but I'll catch up with you ladies later!" He says, laughing as he skips away. 

"Sorry about him; he's a jokester. But trust me, you'll need his energy for these long nights ahead. Come on, let me finish showing you around!"

"There are usually four nurses on the day shift, but unfortunately, only two at night; that's because you'll spend most of your time documenting, med pass, and occasional assessments. It usually takes about two and a half hours to do a med pass, but if you have a good team behind you, it may be an hour and a half. During the day shift, we have a dentist present twice a week and a lab tech who comes three times a week to do blood draws. We have a mini clinic, an infirmary, and a mental health pod. The workload here can be hectic, but I think you'll manage. I've seen your resume...very impressive." She grins. 

You nod, soaking it all in. You were both now walking back to the main area where the cafeteria was. The main area was a large two-story, four-cement-walled unit with a small cafeteria in the center. It was separated by a large cement wall with large glass windows and one heavy steel door.  You peek inside the unit and see a few inmates cleaning the area. 

You're so focused on scanning the area with your eyes that you overlook one of the inmates standing right in front of the glass. He bangs his fist on the glass, startling you as you jump back. He bursts out laughing as he blows you a kiss. A guard comes over, shoving him out of the way as he holds his hands up as if to surrender. 

"Don't worry about the glass; it's bulletproof and unbreakable. They can't hurt you." Your stomach begins to rumble, and you know it's time to get some food. 

***

"Hey, Y/n, today was a pretty long day, but I hope you get the hang of this place. It's not all that bad." Sasha says as she walks you to your car. You had to admit you were happy to be going home. Your feet were killing you! You give her a tired smile. 

"Yes, it was a good day. I learned so much, and I'm happy to be a part of the team." You admit. 

"Great, well I know you're ready to jet, so I'll see you tomorrow, okay? Drive safe, and again, welcome to the Pensacola Penitentiary."

You drive through the prison walls and finally make it outside the prison property. You let the window down as you take in the day once again. It's not 7:00 PM, and you were excited to get home, shower, and call it a night. But only after dropping by a place that has become your new favorite. 

"Tacos it is!"

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Hell In A Cell: A Bloodline Series

Author's Note: Coming Soon!

Act I: Welcome Aboard

Joseph Anoai aka Roman Reigns, current offenses:

Burglary- 1st degree

Assault & Battery- 1st degree

Manslaughter-1st degree

Purposefully contaminating food/ and water supply

Kidnapping-1st degree

Unlawful possession of illegal firearms and illegal drug distribution. 

Joshua Fatu aka Jey Uso, current offenses:

Burglary-3rd degree

Illegal drug distribution

possession of illegal drugs

Trespassing

Resisting arrest and carrying concealed weapons

Jonathan Fatu aka Jimmy Uso, current offenses:

Selling/ transporting assault weapons

Burglary-2nd degree with a firearm

Driving during license suspension for DUI

Forgery

Joseph Fatu aka Solo Sikoa, current offenses:

Grand theft auto

Shoplifting

Arson-1st degree

Smuggling/possession of contraband

Assault and battery of a high and aggravated nature (ABHAN)

Resisting arrest with violence and possession of an assault weapon. 

***

And of course, the main character, you! 

Name: Y/f/n y/l/n

Birthday: 05/25/1992        Age: 32

Address: 4583 Bagwell Avenue, Pensacola, FL, 32601.

Date Available: As soon as possible.    Desired Pay: $35.91.

Position applied For: Correctional Registered Nurse. 

Y/n is a well-educated and experienced RN of 12 years. She's traveled all over the world seeking to help those in need through her acts of service. Through the years, she's been able to build amazing connections across the globe with amazing and influential people who want to see the world of healthcare change for the better. She moved to Florida from Minneapolis, MN in an attempt to escape after a 5-year long abusive relationship with her convict ex-boyfriend Demetrius Kross. Although an independent woman, who's more than capable of taking care of herself, she's a hopeless romantic who can sometimes be very gullible and easily manipulated. Being an introvert with trust issues, she only has two people she considers friends.  Looking for a fresh start, she prays that this move to Florida brings a new sense of meaning to her life. 

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Thick Thighs: Jey Uso

AN I do not own the image in this imagine.

You're not sure when you picked up this new kink of yours, but it was kind of embarrassing. But you couldn't help it. Everything your husband did was so attractive. From the grill wearing, the daddy shorts, the crop tops, and the exposed thighs were driving you insane and he didn't even know it. You watched as he was in the garage working out for his and the Bloodline's upcoming paper view this weekend. He had on his infamous hoochie daddy shorts and his thighs were exposed as he did some bench presses. You watch with hunger as his thighs flex each time, he brings the weight bar down. His thighs were so thick and tanned that you wanted to ride them badly. You wouldn't admit that to him though, too scared he might find your kink embarrassing. Sure he was into some kinky shit like daddy kink, choking kink, bondage, spitting, you name it, surely he wouldn't find this new kink any different right? Then again he seemed to be in a good mood so maybe he'd be down for it. Hell, your man was nasty as shit.

"You like what you see?" He asks throwing you out of your thoughts. He sits up from the bench wiping sweat from his forehead as he takes a drink of his water. You say nothing as you walk up to your man and straddle his lap. He wraps his beautifully tatted arms around your waist, groping your butt and massaging it gently. One thing about this man, he was going to touch you any chance he got.

"Hey daddy."

"Hey mama. What's up with you?" He asks looking to you with a smile. You know damn well this man ain't have his grill in too? Lord, he was about to kill you!

"Baby, I was thinking about trying something new. It might seem weird, but I think in the end it'll bring you and I both pleasure." You say biting your lip nervously. He raised a brow curiously while wrapping his arms around you tighter.

"What's what?"

"Welllll...I was wanting to try......" You somehow couldn't get the words out. Why was this so hard? You look away ashamed. He grabs your chin to look in square in the eye.

"Tell me."

"I want to try..t-thigh riding." You whisper.

"What was that?"

"Thigh riding."

"I can't hear you."

"Thigh riding Jey." When you don't hear anything, you look up to see your husband smirking at you as your face heats up a little. You hide your face on his chest. "Don't laugh."

"I ain't say nun baby, and I'm definitely not kink shaming, but where'd this come from?"

"I don't know it's just....you have really nice thighs and they're so thick and nice." You whimper as you look down at his beautiful thighs that you were sitting on. You begin massaging his thighs, inching closer and closer to his manhood. You were so damn needy right now and he wasn't making it any better. You desperately wanted your man. You feel him jerk under you at your sudden motion. You look up at your husband through hooded eyes as he stares you down intensely. He reaches his hands under the oversized shirt you were wearing just now noticing you weren't wearing any panties. Your pussy sitting directly on his naked thigh. He inwardly groans, feeling his dick slowly stiffening at the thought.

"Oh yeah?" He asks eyes darkening with lust. He was honestly ready to skip all the foreplay and just get straight to fucking, but he knew you wanted to try this new kink out. "Wanna get yourself off on my thighs baby?" He asks as you begin to slowly rock your naked pussy against his thigh, already dripping wet.

"Mmmm." You moan lying your hands on his chest.

"Words baby, words." He warns.

"Yes Jey mmm." You feel him flex his thighs under you causing you to throw your head back.

"Nah, you want it, you gon have to ride it, like it's my dick. Come on." He says wrapping one hand around your throat and the other on your hip guiding your hips as you begin to ride his thigh. The feel of his smooth skin rubbing against your folds were driving you mad. "Damn." He groans looking down at how soaked you were making his thigh. He grabs your chin and kisses your lips longingly. He flexes his thigh again causing as gasp to leave your lips, giving him access to your mouth. He slips his tongue into your mouth and you begin sucking on his tongue sloppily. His dick was twitching mercilessly and he couldn't wait to be inside you when this was over. He moves his hand from your hip to palm his aching bulge, hoping to ease the pain from being restrained. "Uhhhh fuck bae." He groans feeling overcome with need.

"I need you inside me right the fuck now Jey." You beg as you watch him hurriedly pull down his shorts, dick springing free, slapping gently against his stomach. Your mouth watered at the sight of his beautiful caramel dick, precum leaking from his tip.

"Come here baby, take what you need." He urges as you straddle his waist and sink down his dick a groan leaving both of your mouths simultaneously.

"Fuck me baby, please!" You beg shamelessly as you begin to bounce up and down on his dick. You kept clenching around his dick as he drove himself into you fast and hard, balls slapping against your ass as you bounce on him. Throwing your head back, you take in the feel of his dick hitting your spot relentlessly.

"Fuck, that shit feels so fucking good daddy!" You moan out wrapping your hands in his now damp hair.

"Look at how your pussy grippin this dick baby. Grip game on a hundred, shit!"

"S-Shit ugh, Jey you're so fuh-fucking deep!" You feel him begin to throb inside of you as you rode him faster. "Mmm you gonna cum for me daddy?"

"Hell yeah baby, I'm bout to bust. Shit!"

"Come on baby, give it to me." You encourage as you lift your up to where only his tip is inside you, before sinking back down as you squeeze around him, knowing that drives him crazy.

"Fuck baby, I'm cumin, I'm cumin." Burying his head in the crook of your neck, you feel the all too familiar feeling of his warm fluid filling you up. Heavily breathing your rest your head against his shoulder. "Hey, look at me." You lift your head to look at your husband who was a smirking mess. "Next time, don't be embarrassed to tell me, you never know what I'm in to." 

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Pillow Talk: Jey Uso

You kiss your husband's tattoo on his ribcage as he lies on his back, eyes closed and enjoying the comfortable silence. 

"Don't start something you can't finish." He says in his deep voice. He had just finished putting it on you and now y'all are both tired. Who wouldn't be, it's 4 in the morning. He woke you up an hour ago hungry and horny. Though you never got to making him a early morning breakfast, too tired to move. 

"Who says I can't finish?" You smirk kissing along his jawline now. You pull away and relax in his open arms as he rubs your bare back. 

"You remember how shy and quiet you were when we first met? Barely gave ya boy any of your time. Hell even when we started dating you were still standoffish. Wouldn't let a brotha do shit for you." Jey jokes reminiscing on when y'all started dating. 

"I'm sorry about that baby. It's just, you've shown me love that no one else has ever given me outside of my family. It felt weird to be with someone that actually cared."

"Of course because you deserve it. We all deserve love. I mean I understood why you were the way you were. If the people you love are the ones to constantly hurt you, you tend to expect others to be the same."

"Yeah I mean, all before I was never anyone's first choice you know? No one got excited when they talked to me. No one thought of me. It was just me, myself and I. When I did try to open up to a guy, he didn't want me. So to be put in a position where I have to be vulnerable with someone else after being hurt so many times, it was scary." You admit. Jey pulls you closer to him and kisses the top of your head. 

"I think we've all had that experience. Shit sucks and it honestly makes you wanna give up on love. But damn, I was determine to make you mine. We were both taking a leap of faith, but I'm glad we did. Or else how would we had learned that there is true love out there? People love flexing being able to have this person to call when the other acting up. Treating peoples hearts and bodies like backup plans. Nah, the real flex is being able to come home to the one person you know is going to be there til the end. I love the hell out of you girl, and ain't nothing gonna change that."

"I love you too Joshua. More than you could ever know. No matter what we go through, don't ever walk away from me. Fight but never forfeit." You say turning his head to the side to kiss his lips.

"Fight but never forfeit." Jey repeats after you. You stare up at his beautiful face and bite your lip. 

"Round two?"

~

"Oh fuck, enough Joshua!" You moan softly throwing your head back. You hands rest on the headboard, scratching it up. You've been riding your husband and even though you came, he showed no signs of stopping; fucking you right through your orgasm. Your walls kept spasming around him and even though you created a puddle on his lap, his hips kept rocking into yours hard and fast. 

"That's right say my name. Baby you know I gave you my last name so you could scream my first. Say..that..shit..again." He demands hitting your g-spot with each hard thrust. You tried running and that didn't help, only making him put a vice grip on your hips. 

"Oh my God, Joshua! Fuck me, shit!" You scream. "Come on baby, fuck me daddy!" Mouth open, you grip his shoulders as it felt like he was beating down your walls. 

"Fuck bae, I'm deep inside that pussy. You like that shit don't you ma? Talk to me." He says smacking your ass. Only momentarily does he pull out just to get behind you. He takes his big tip smacking it against your clit rubbing your juices all over his tip, coating it. 

"Stop playin Jey and put that dick inside me! Bout to show you how to bust a nut baby." He shivered at your words, a shiver going down his spine. 

"Fuck." He groans sliding between your tight wet walls. You begin throwing it back on him as he looks down at where you connected. Watching as your cream coats his dick. He reaches down, grabbing you by the back of your neck, causing your back to arch. He rolls his hips into yours, the sounds of skin on skin filling the room. 

"Mmmm baby I'm so close!" You grip the sheets feeling a knot form in your stomach. He was too fucking deep. Your walls tighten around him, trying to push him out from how intense he was fucking you. 

"Shit don't do that, bout to make me nut baby!" His thrust become sloppy as he was nearing his orgasm. He couldn't handle the way you were going fool on the dick. He kept pumping into you as you beg him to cum. 

"Cum inside Jey! Give me that nut!" You look back to see sweat dripping from his face down to his abdomen, his skin glistening in the early morning. He looked so good as the veins in his neck popped, his eyebrows furrowed as he concentrated on pleasing you. You feel his dick throbbing inside of your slippery walls as he cums. 

"Yeah baby, I'm cummin'!" You soon feel the all too familiar as he releases ropes of cum into you, coating your walls. "Shit!" He falls to your side as you try and catch your breath. 

"Dammit Joshua, you knocked my damn lashes off." You say peeling a eyelash extension off your pillow case. He says nothing and just smirks as he rests his hands behind his head. 

"Don't know why you so fucked out, we not done yet." You look over at your husband like he's crazy. 

"Boy what?!?!?!"

"Nuh uh, come hop on this face Mrs. Fatu."

FUCK! This man trynna kill me!

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Pillow Talk: Jimmy Uso

AN I do not own the image in this image.

You lied in your husbands muscular arms feeling so loved and secure. He lied beside you kissing along your collarbone ever so gently.

"Look, if you think you're about to sweet talk your way into round three, you're wrong. I'm tired as hell and sore. Nobody told you to be going that damn hard." You say playfully hitting his arm. He looks down smirking at you.

"If I remember correctly, you were yelling out daddy, fuck me harder! right there! ahh! just a few moments ago." He says imitating your high pitched moans.

"Boy shut uppp." You say hiding your face in his chest as if this weren't y'alls umpteenth time having sex. But, every time felt so different with him. He knew your body and needs like the back of his hand. Your man was ready to do whatever, whenever, however to your body, all you had to do was give him the green light. "But seriously babe, I don't think I'm gonna make it to work in the morning." You groan.

"If I don't have that thang sore, I ain't doin my job. Besides, you were gonna call in sick anyway. I did you a favor." You playfully roll your eyes though he can't see in the dimly lit room. A comfortable silence falls between you to as you trace the tattoos on his lower arm.

"Baby, you remember how we met?" He asks suddenly, caressing your hip. You think back to the time you and Jimmy met twelve years ago.

"How can I forget. You came up to me talkin bout some you're gonna be my wife. Boy you just don't know you almost got your ass slapped. No, for real, you was about to have me kill your future generations with one damn kick between your legs." You say looking up at him as he laughs.

"So am I wrong for speaking it into existence? You're right here aren't you? I knew I had you the minute I walked up. You were then one, I had to let you know." He smiles that beautiful smile of his.

"I'm just saying, can't be saying shit like that these days. Have you six feet under."

"But seriously though, I'm glad I did. We've come a long way. It hasn't always been easy and I know there were plenty of times we both could've walked away, but we didn't. What we've built these past decade can't be broken. I love you so much. You're my world, aside from my kids. I love you. I love you. I love you." He says in between kisses.

"I love you more than you know. I've never felt love like this. Like, I found everything I every wanted and needed in a husband in you. And one day, everything I need in the father of my children. I got you no matter what, and you don't have to doubt that. Good or bad, thick or thin, know that I'll be right there." You say sincerely kissing his smiling lips. You pull him closer, tangling your hand in the nap of his neck. His beautiful hair falling down his face. Your tongue explored each others mouths as you let out soft whimpers. He's already hard again and your wetness is making your thighs slippery. If the mood couldn't have been more set, it began to rain outside.

"Speaking of. You make me wanna get you pregnant." He groans. You watch as he pulls away momentarily to get off the bed. You already knew what that meant. You turn around on your stomach and position yourself for him. Before you can even do it yourself, he grabs you by your ankles and pulls you to the end of the bed. He teases your wet entrance with his tip as you look back biting your lip in anticipation.

"Ready for me baby?" He asks pushing his tip into you causing you to gasp.

'Hell yeah, put that fuckin baby inside me." You beg. Nothing more needed to be said as he guides himself into you slowly. "Fuck baby." You hiss gripping on the sheets tightly as your man stretches you out.

"Say less baby because I'm about to make sure nothing spills out." He smirks knowing this was going to be a very, very long night for you.

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Pillow Talk: Solo Sikoa

Noun

private conversation, endearments, or confidences exchanged in bed or in intimate circumstances between spouses or lovers.

You lied in your husbands arms in y'alls dimly lit bedroom. Had just finished a love making session, you were beyond tired and craved nothing more than sleep right now. But before that, you two did shower and change the sheets, something you didn't do all the time after having sex, but often enough. A comfortable silence fell over the room although neither of you were sleep. Your head laying on his chest as it slowly rose and fell in sync with yours. You traced the ink markings on his chest; a habit of yours you loved to do. 

"What's on your mind ladybug?" He mumbles calling you by the nickname he gave during your dating days. Referring to how he was lucky to have you; as the old saying goes that ladybugs are associated with luck. 

"Just reflecting on our relationship is all. We've come a very long way Joe. I remember being so afraid to even be around you and now look at us." A few minutes pass and you think he's fallen asleep, but he finally responds while rubbing a hand down your back. 

"I was too. I thought I had scared you off honestly. I thought....this woman is to perfect, no way she'll fall in love with me. I foolishly allowed three years to go by before I even worked up the courage to confess to you. Everyone was telling me I should hurry up because a woman like that don't stay single for long. I was scared to fall in love again after my last relationship. After having someone betray you the way she did me, you'd be scared to. I told myself I'd be single for the rest of my life and then you came along and you changed that."

"You know, I felt the same. It was scary how fast I caught feelings for you. I thought...maybe I'm moving too fast and what I'm feeling right now isn't going to last. He's not even into me so why try. But that's the thing, we did try though. Despite all of the fears we had, the trials and tribulations...we remained hopeful. Now we're sitting here not just lovers, but each others best friends. I don't know what I'd do without you in my life." 

"I don't know what I'd do without you either. You had my head fucked up honestly. Like...I was ready to put the ring on it after only a month. I knew that would've scared your ass away." His chest rumbling with laughter causing you to join in with him. 

"Yeaaah I definitely would've looked at you like you were crazy. But to be honest, I might have been even crazier because I would've told you to meet me at the alter. When you know, you know right?" You say looking up at him and although you couldn't see his face completely due to the darkness in the room, you could note the smile on his face as he looks down at you. He presses a kiss to your lips, locking you in. He pulls you closer, if that's even possible as your lips move in sync. 

"Right." Slowly, but surely he shifts himself on top of you as you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. He breaks away only momentarily to stare down at you. "Round two?" Now you know damn well this man wasn't wanting to go at it again. Not at the way he just tore your damn kitty up. Had you a screaming and moaning mess less than an hour ago. 

"Really Joseph? I have to work in the morning." You groan as he begins to leave kisses along our neck, sending a shiver down your spine. 

"Don't worry, I'll do all the work aulelei. Just relax, I'll take care of you."

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DUI (of Love): Solo Sikoa

 "Fuck." You groan as you see the flashing blue and red lights behind you. You knew you shouldn't have been rushing to get home. Now, not only are you exhausted from a long day of work, but you also must deal with being pulled over and it didn't help that your tag was expired. You pray to the Heavens that you can get yourself out of this like many times before with your badge. Maybe you'd have healthcare worker privilege and he or she would have mercy on you. Stopping on the side of the dark highway, you park your car and wait for the officer to exit his vehicle. You go into your dashboard and pull your registration to have it readily available.

You soon watch as an officer in a dark uniform steps out of his police car and begins walking toward your car with a flashlight in hand. You roll your eyes, annoyed already. Once he approaches, he signals you to roll down your window and you do as told. You plaster a fake smile on your face trying to hide your aggravation with this man already. You were so damn ready to get home.

"Good evening officer."

"Good evening, ma'am, do you have any idea why I pulled you over?" He asks with his hands sitting along his belt next to his walkie-talkie.

Is this bitch serious? You were clearly speeding. Going 70 in a 60 and you're sure he already knew that or else he wouldn't have pulled you over. You fight the urge to roll your eyes for the umpteenth time. With a tight-lipped smile, you reply.

"Ummm, I have no idea, possibly because I was speeding. It's been a long day sir; I'm just trying to get home before this storm gets any worse." You say matter-of-factly.

"As a matter of fact, you were going 70, possibly 75 in a 60 ma'am. License and registration please." He says as if sensing your attitude. You hand him your items, which he somewhat snatched from your hand. "Hang tight ma'am." He says walking off to his vehicle.

"Asshole." You mumble.

It felt like an eternity later before he came back with your items and a notepad.

"Ma'am. After looking at your driving record, it appears this is your third time being pulled over. I wrote a speeding ticket, and this is a copy of that ticket and I need your signature on it. You are to pay the State of Florida's court cost of $500 and you have 30 days to pay-" You tried to remain calm, but with the hungry, angry, and exhausted mood you were in, you weren't having it.

"$500?!?! You can't just write me a warning? The road is empty, and a storm is coming. I'm merely just trying to make it home!"

"Thank God or else you could've wrecked and killed someone. Play with your own life, not somebody else." You gasp as you look him up and down like he's stupid.

"Boy nuh uh, who are you talking like that? You think just cause you got a lil badge you run these streets. I promise you without that lil badge you ain't shit just like the rest of these dirty ass, crooked cops."

"Ma'am, step out of the vehicle." He says stepping back.

"Oh my Gooooood!" You throw your seat belt off and step out of your car. "This has to be illegal." You say as you stand in your doctor's uniform.

"Ma'am hands against the vehicle please." You do as you're told, too tired to fight with this man.

You feel his presence behind you as he takes his large hands, which you're just now noticing are tatted up, and begins to search you. You try to fight off the sudden tingle that runs down your spine as he searches you. You look at his hands and don't see a ring on his finger; good.

"Spread your legs." Something about those words coming out of his mouth sounded erotic.

You turn your head and look over your shoulder at the officer. Now getting a good look at him, he was sexy as hell. You give him a once-over. You quickly take in his hefty, yet muscular appearance and his police uniform did no justice in hiding those big ass arms of his that were so gloriously covered in tattoos. Blonde hair peeked from under his police hat and his skin was a beautiful caramel-toned complexion.

"I said, spread your legs." He says, warm breath tickling your neck he was so close. You bite the corner of your lip as you slowly spread your legs.

His hands travel down from your arms to your breasts, to your belly, and finally down below your waist. "Stand still while I search you." You only nod. Usually, you would never do something like this with a stranger, but something in the pit of your stomach told you he was not like the others.

A moan almost slips your mouth as his hands find their way into your pants, slipping past your thong and going straight for the prize. He spreads you open with his fingers before rubbing agonizingly slow against your slippery walls. Gasping, your back automatically arches at the feel of his fingers thrusting in and out of you.

"Oh my Gooood." You moan throwing your head back.

"Mine." He groans in your ear, the words causing a shiver to run down your spine. If it felt good just having his fingers inside, you can't even begin to imagine what that dick feels like.

"Mmmm yes. Faster baby, please." You moan feeling weak in the knees as he increases his pace. You began to constrict around his fingers letting him know you were close.

"That's it baby." He praised, you couldn't see, but he had a big smirk plastered on his face. "Now cum for me." Your nails scrape against the top of your car just as he pulls his fingers away, allowing your juices to squirt everywhere. "Damn, good girl." He praises. If you weren't in such a state of euphoria, you'd be embarrassed by how your body was reacting to him already.

"Turn around baby." You stumble around to him. He presses up against you and you swear your eyes nearly bulge out of your head. He was big and long. "You're under arrest for driving under the influence and contempt of a police officer. This offense is punishable by law by means of rough sex. Anything you say, can and will be used against you if you consent." Hell yeah you were going to consent, it's ben a while since you've last been dicked down.

"Do as you please officer." You smirk as he takes out his handcuffs. You bite your lip in anticipation as he beckons you to the backseat of his car. Crawling inside, you watch with eagerness as he throws his hat to the side and begins unbuckling his belt. He's about to take off his vest when you stop him.

"Nuh uh, keep that on officer." You grin.

"As you wish."

~~~~~~~~~

You're not sure how you got into this predicament, but you were a moaning mess with his head between your legs eating you out. His wet and warm muscle felt so good against your pussy and you were sure to cum for the third time soon. He holds your thighs down with strength because you already tried to run from him the first time, you had no choice but to take this sweet torture.

"Fuck baby it's too much!" You cry as you try to close your legs and he smacks your thigh as your last and final warning.

"I'm not gone tell you again, keep your legs open while I taste you." He says staring up at you intensely.

"Oh fuck!" You yell out as he sucks on your sensitive clit harshly, while his fingers worked on you again. You feel the all too familiar rush of fluids leaving your body as you squirt all over his tongue. "SHIT!" You're weak as he lets go of your legs that feel like jelly.

Through hooded lids, you watch as he pulls his boxers down, letting his hard dick free. Your pussy instantly throbs, yearning for him. Wanting him to be deep inside you.

"No more teasin baby I need you inside me."

"Say less mama. Turn around for me." You do as he says, placing your hands on the fogged up glass. He strokes his hard dick a few times, precum leaking at the tip. He slowly starts to slide into you, inch by inch. Your back arches immediately at his sweet invasion before he starts to pump in and out of you skillfully. Your eyes nearly roll back as he begins to speed up, fucking you from behind.

"J-Joseph oh shit!" You yell out in pleasure.

"Pussy feels so fuckin good baby, damn." He groans smacking your ass as he watches where you connect. Watching with pleasure as his dick thrusts in and out of you, your pussy soaking him. He loved the wet noises your pussy was making as he fucked you deep. "Damn baby, should've told me to bring a towel. You're wet as fuck. You're taking me so well baby." He groans.

"Y-You're so fuckin deep uhhh god!"

"You like how my dick beaten down your walls baby huh? Talk to me." He says smacking your ass. You can't help but fall limp under him.

"Yes daddy, yes! F-Faster puh-please!"

'S-Shit ugh, so fuckin tight. So good. Who made you this wet baby?" He grabs you by the back of your neck pounding into you mercilessly. He closes his eyes momentarily, taking in the feel of your warm, wet, pussy.

"Y-You did! Y-Youahh! Fuck meeee!"

"Say it again. Say my name."

"J-Joseph!"

"Say it again mami."

"JOSEPH! Fuck me harder!" He was battering your g-spot now, tears forming in your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. Surely you wouldn't be able to walk in the morning.

"Cum for me baby. Soak this dick." He urges and as if on command, you cum all over him, squirting on to his abdomen and leaking beneath him. But he didn't stop there, fucking you right through your orgasm.

"Baby, shit!" You reach behind weakly trying to stop his delicious assault on your sensitive pussy. But that only encouraged him to keep going.

"Look at you baby, all fucked out. Shit, I'm bout to cum." He gripped your hips as the sounds of your sex session filled the car.

"Yeah, you gonna cum for me. Cum inside me Joseph! Give me that fuckin cum!"

"You want my cum huh? Want this nut inside you baby?"

"Yeah give it to me you fuckin asshole. Give it to me." You moan

"Fuck you. Ughhhh fuuuuck." You feel him throbbing inside you.

"Yeah daddy, cum inside this pussy! Cum inside me."

"Take it baby, take it!" You soon fill his hot cum spilling deep inside your walls. "Fuck!" He falls to your side exhausted. You look over to him with a smirk.

"Is that how you're supposed to treat a routine traffic stop officer?" He looks at you with that same smirk.

"When it's my wife........yes."

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Bloodline Masterlist

Roman Reigns

Don't Forget The Strawberries & Whipped Cream (Part 1)

Don't Forget The Strawberries & Whipped Cream (Part 2)

Family Feud (with your host Roman Reigns)

Tribal Chief (Part 1)

Tribal Chief (Part 2)

The 7 Sins

Break The Rules For You, Pt. I

Break The Rules For You, Pt. II

Break The Rules For You, Pt. III

Break The Rules For You, Pt. IV

Break The Rules For You, Pt. V

Jimmy Uso

Birthday Sex

Pillow Talk

Jey Uso

Break The Rules For You, Pt. I

Break The Rules For You, Pt. II

Break The Rules For You, Pt. III

Break The Rules For You, Pt. IV

Break The Rules For You, Pt. V

Pillow Talk

Thick Thighs

Solo Sikoa

DUI (of Love)

Pillow Talk

All Members of the Bloodline

The Bloodline, Pt. I

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Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey Uso: Break The Rules For You, Pt. V

The day was dark and dreary as it poured rain, the weather somehow matching the feeling inside of Joe's heart. He was a broken man as he stared in the mirror looking at his reflection. He looked like a shell of himself as he buttoned up his jacket, throwing on a black pair of Raybans to cover up the redness of his eyes. Today was the dreadful day he had to bury his wife—the love of his life. 

As he stood motionless in his bedroom, his mind began to flash with memories of you two. Memories of the first time you met. Memories of your first date. Your first kiss. The first time you made love. Your first fight, everything was clouding his mind. Then his mind went to all of the dreadful times he'd put his hands on you, hurting you. It was all beginning to tear him up inside. He was so caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice he started bawling.

Then, there was a knock at the door, signaling his mother had finally arrived. He sighed heavily, wiping his tears away before walking to the door to his awaiting mother. She looked sad at her son's state. His face was red from crying, but there was nothing she could do to heal this pain.

"Are you ready?" she asks her son softly.

He sniffs before answering, "Do I have a choice?"

~~

Joe stands quietly, feeling his heart break as your mother takes your ashes that were carefully placed in a golden urn and slowly spreads them across the ocean waves. His knees nearly gave out and he nearly hit the ground witnessing this. He just couldn't believe it. His wife was actually gone. And there was nothing he could do about it. Once the urn was empty, your mother shakily handed it to Joe for him to keep safe. He securely holds the urn in his hand.

"I'm gonna miss you." Joe cries, placing a kiss to the urn and staring out at the ocean.

"Sorry for your loss, Uce." He hears a familiar voice behind him.

It's Jey.

Joe says nothing as he stares at his cousin, unable to speak, otherwise he'd faint. Today was such a terrible day for him. It felt as though his whole world had crumbled right before his feet.

He slowly nods his head as Jey pulls him into a tight hug, comforting him. This is exactly what he needed. Despite the past hatred Joe has had for his cousin, he now must put that away in such a vulnerable moment in his life. He's come to realize now more than ever, that he needed his family.

"I just....I can't believe she's gone." Joe whispers.

"........She's in a better place," Jey responds, giving his cousin a firm grip on his shoulder before quietly walking away.

~~

Three Months Later

"Come on baby, you know you can't lift that." Jey laughs as you struggle to bend down and pick up a grocery bag from the kitchen floor.

"Well, somebody's gotta do it. This floor is littered with groceries." You groan as you place a hand on your back and one underneath your belly. You were exhausted and your growing belly wasn't helping with your level of energy. You swear you were about to pop.

"Here, sit down and let me and Mini Uce put everything up, okay?" He grins, pecking your lips just as your daughter comes running downstairs.

"Sit down mama, I got this." She giggles as she begins to help her father unpack the groceries you'd brought into the house minutes before.

"Okay, okay. Fine. I'll be upstairs showering if you need me." You smile as you wobble out of the kitchen.

You make it upstairs and close the bedroom door behind you. It's been three months since you've been home from the hospital. You've been getting used to being around your husband and your daughter as a loving family. There were still moments of uncertainty, but for the most part, you were slowly adjusting. Jey usually goes off to work while you, on the other hand, stay home and relax, per his request. He didn't want you up and doing too much. He was such a loving husband.

You smile as you strip out of your clothes, grabbing some underwear and one of Jey's t-shirts to sleep in. After a long day of shopping, you were ready to eat and sleep.

You were headed to the bathroom when Jey's phone suddenly started ringing. Normally, you'd try to hurry and give him his phone whenever it rings, but this time you were just too exhausted to do so. You carefully walk over to his phone, that's lying on the bedside table, to see a familiar face pop up on the screen.

"Huh......." You say, confusion washing over you as you see a photo of Jey and this guy.

The very same guy from the hospital some months ago who was crying about his wife's death.

How did he and your husband know each other? Were they friends? Work buddies? You didn't know but you felt you shouldn't answer. However, your curiosity had gotten the better of you as your finger hovered over the slide to answer button.

What harm would it do? You slide the button until it accepts the call, however, you don't say anything.

"Hello? Josh?" his deep voice says through the phone.

There's an awkward silence before you finally decide to speak.

"Hel-"Just as you're starting to speak, the phone quickly shuts off, going dead.

Dammit. You've told Jey countless times about charging his phone. You inwardly roll your eyes before placing the phone back on the bedside table before leaving it there. He'll charge it on his own.

You wobble towards the bathroom knowing that after a hot shower, you'd be making your way to the kitchen to enjoy family time at the dinner table with your husband and daughter.

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Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey Uso: Break The Rules For You, Pt. IV

You had finally gotten a little rest after eating and cuddling with your daughter. You were beyond exhausted. However, the pain in your head had calmed a little. Right now, your daughter was lying next to you, fast asleep, as Jey was texting away on his phone. It must've been mighty important because he was tapping furiously on the keys.

You study his face as you try to force yourself to remember something about him, but nothing comes to mind. However, you can't deny that he is a beautiful man. It deeply saddened you to be in this state and you tried to bury the fear that was creeping up in your mind, but you just couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen. What? You didn't know but you had to make sure you got back to 100% and hopefully, your memory would slowly return to you. You sigh inwardly as Jey finally turns his attention to you.

"Everything okay?" he says putting his phone in his pocket, worry expressed on his face.

"Yes, I'm just....ready to go home. Wherever home is. I don't really like being here." You say softly.

"Well, the doctor said once your tests come back you can go home. He said you didn't have any major injuries other than your head and ribs. And that busted leg, but thankfully, nothing else." He sighs, pulling your hand into his and caressing it gently.

You smile at him as he lays his head down on your lap. You run your hands through his hair, a small groan of approval escaping his lips.

It was quiet in the room, the only thing audible being the rain outside that was peacefully luring you to sleep. That was until there's a soft knock on your door and your nurse comes walking in, a smile on her face.

"Hi there. I'm sorry to bother you. I just thought I'd give you a little update on the tests that were done." She says as you give her a small nod. Though you were exhausted, you did want to know what was going on.

"Well Dr. E. will give you a more detailed update on your other tests, but I did want to point out that there's one test in particular that came back that I'd like to discuss." She says as you and Jey both give her your attention, all tiredness seeming to drain from your body. Hopefully, this was good news and not bad.

"W-what test?" you stammer as Jey looks just as concerned as you.

"So, when we drew the blood from your arm for your blood tests, we tested you for multiple things inside of your blood. Nothing concerning, just normal procedure. We got the results back and one test result from your blood came back indicating high levels of hCG." She says as both you and Jey scrunch your faces up in confusion.

"The hell is hCG?" he asks the nurse seeking clarification.

"Yes, hCG is.....a pregnancy indicator. With that being said.....congratulations! You're pregnant!" she says as Jey feels his face drain of its color.

Pregnant. Surely, he hadn't heard that correctly.

You're stunned by this new revelation as you don't know how to respond or even what to say. Was this a good thing? You weren't sure but one look at your husband's face and you were beginning to think otherwise. He looked nervous. Was he not happy?

"P-pregnant? A-are you sure?" you finally say after a painfully loud silence.

The nurse looks a little uncomfortable at both you and Jey's reaction, but she musters up a smile wanting nothing more than to run out of the room from the secondhand embarrassment.

"Yes. You're very much pregnant," she says, rocking slowly back and forth on her heels.

"Well....I mean....wow....this is........surprising," you say as she pats your hand.

"I know this is a lot to take in right now, but just know we're here to help you in any way we possibly can." She reassures you.

You feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes. All of this was becoming too much to handle. You look over at Jey who is looking down at his hands, spaced out.

"Jey.......what's wrong? Are......are you not happy?" you say feeling like you were on the verge of bursting into a river of tears.

He shakes his head, instantly grabbing your hand, and mustering up the best smile he can despite his heart jumping hurdles inside his chest.

"No, no. I'm sorry it's just....I'm shocked. All of this is....shocking. This...this is great news." He says as you slowly nod your head.

"Well um.....I'm just gonna step outside. Y/n....if you need anything just hit your call light, okay?" your nurse says hurrying out of the room to avoid any more awkwardness.

"Jey....what's really going on? You don't.....you don't look happy at all." You finally speak after another agonizing minute of silence.

Jey sighs heavily, running his hand down his face. "It's not..it's not that I'm not happy, Y/n. I just-" his words were interrupted by your doctor barging into the room, startling both you and Jey. He looked alarmed, shaken even as Jey stood to his feet.

"Got a minute to step outside?" Dr. E. says as Jey immediately follows him out of the room.

You grow worried as the door slams shut. You look down at your daughter as she's still sleeping peacefully, her head lying on your lap. Your eyes then travel down to your stomach that didn't indicate the presence of a baby whatsoever, yet you find yourself running a shaky hand across it.

You then stare at the door, waiting for Jey to come back in as you are confused and curious about the abrupt entrance of the doctor.

Moments later, Jey comes back into your room, pushing a wheelchair in with him. He then begins grabbing up the bags he'd brought with him. His eyes were frantic as he moved around the room, mumbling to himself.

"Jey? Jey? What's wrong?" you ask as he stops momentarily to look at you.

"Do you trust me?" he suddenly asks as you sit there, stunned. Why would he be asking you this out of nowhere? What the hell was going on?

"Ye-.............yes? I should, shouldn't I? You're my husband, right? Why wouldn't I trust you." You respond as you feel your heart begin to thump in your chest frantically.

"Then trust me when I say we have to leave. Now. Amya, wake up babygirl." Jey says as he shakes her awake.

Out of nowhere, the nurse (whom Dr. E. had been flirting with earlier) came into your room to remove your IV. Jey helps you to put on your clothes (which he went and got earlier) as you can't help but notice his face is slightly red.

You're baffled by this, but Jey gives you no chance to talk as he's helping you into the wheelchair. You try to ask questions, but he doesn't say much other than that y'all needed to leave immediately. Your daughter climbs into your lap, careful not to hurt you, as Jey pushes you out of the room, making sure to pull his hoodie over his head and cover your daughter up with a blanket.

As you're making your way through the hall, making your way to the elevators, you can hear chaos in the distance on the other side of the hall. You couldn't make out much of the chaos except some tall guy was standing at the nurses' desk yelling at Dr. E. It is then, that again, the feeling of absolute dread washes over you.

"What do you mean she's dead?! What do you mean my wife is dead?!" he cries angrily, going into hysterics.

"Sir, I need you to please calm down. I-" Dr. E. tries to explain but this guy wasn't having it.

"No! No! No!" the man cries, pounding his fists on the nurse's desk.

You stare at this guy as he paced back and forth. You watch closely as you subtly study this guy's features. He had long black hair in a messy ponytail that looked drenched from the rain. He was wearing all black.

He looked quite angry, hurt, confused, all kinds of mixed emotions. But you completely understood his outburst, especially with the learning of the death of a loved one.

You slowly shake your head, feeling sympathy for him. Surely that wasn't an easy thing to hear from a doctor. You turn your head as you look down at your daughter cuddling up against you.

Jey looks over the man, his eyes seeming to stretch before he swiftly pushes you down the hall right where the elevators are. He damn near smashes the down button as you wait for the elevator to open. He looks around, biting down on his lip, and tapping his foot. He seemed so anxious and bothered. You didn't know what was going on with him, but you were surely going to ask him once you got inside the elevator.

"Man come on, dammit." Jey groaned, hitting the button again.

"You know that's not gonna make it get up here any faster." You say as he shakes his head.

"I know. I know." He mumbles, wiping his hand across his face.

"Let me see my wife! Let me see her! This can't be true!" you hear the same guy yell just as the elevator dings, signaling it has arrived on your floor.

Jey quickly pushes you in, jerking your injured leg, you loudly wince in pain.

"Ouch! Slow down please." You whine as he quickly apologizes.

"I'm sorry. Sorry." He says as he hits the 1st floor button.

"Baby?! Baby?! Where are you?!" you hear the guy yell down the hall just as the elevator doors close.

"Poor guy........." you say aloud.

Jey takes a deep breath, leaning against the wall of the elevator. He closes his eyes, licking his lips.

"Jey......what's happening? Why are we leaving so suddenly? I don't understand. I'm scared." You say, your lower lip trembling slightly.

The past couple of hours have been quite overwhelming and Jey's abrupt behavior wasn't making it any better. It was making you a little scared of him. Granted, he stated he was your husband, but acting like this made you concerned. It was bad enough that you got into a terrible car accident, woke up thinking you're dead, but then learned you're not dead, yet can't remember sh*t. And on top of that, learning you're pregnant too.

"Y/n.....I promise. We'll talk when we get home, okay? I know this is confusing and scary, but you just have to trust me. I would never hurt you." Jey finally responds, looking down at you with apologetic eyes.

You turn away from him, a stray tear falling down your cheek as you quickly wipe it away.

The elevator dings, signaling you've arrived on the first floor. Jey quietly pushes you through the hospital lobby, your eyes scanning over the various sick people in the emergency waiting room. Some young, some old. Some babies, some adults.

Hospitals were scary to you and a part of you was secretly glad to be leaving but the question was, where exactly were you leaving off to? What was the place you called home? You try to ease your aching headache as Jey guides you through the hospital before you're finally outside. Thankfully, the rain had stopped, however, the night was cold, and you could feel the cool air through your clothes. You hold your daughter closer to you, feeling her suddenly begin to shiver.

You say nothing as y'all go through the parking lot until you reach a black SUV. Jey pulled out his keys from his pocket and unlocked the car. He looks around again as if expecting something or someone to approach. He shakes his head, and you swear you heard him mumble "Get it together Joshua".

He gets in on his side, making sure to lock the doors as he turns the car on and immediately turns on the heat. Which you were highly thankful for because you were about to freeze. You gently relax into your seat as he pulls out of the parking lot.

The radio plays Luther Vandross- Here and Now as you feel yourself drifting off to sleep. You were trying to fight the sleep, but you were barely winning.

"Baby?........ Get some rest. It's gonna be a long ride." Jey says softly, taking your hand into his hand that wasn't on the wheel.

You look over at him, nodding your head slowly before your eyes close.

~~

"We're here." You hear Jey announce as you slowly wake up from your long slumber, yawning and stretching.

"Goodmorning Mommy!" Amya giggles from the backseat.

"Morning? How long was I asleep?" You question as you look around at the unfamiliar, but beautiful scenery. Your eyes then lay on the house in which Jey identified as home. It was beautiful and inviting looking.

You turn to smile at your daughter who is fully awake. "What time is it?" you ask Jey as he yawns.

"7 in the morning. Come on, let's get some rest." He answers, hopping out of the car.

"Daddy, can we have breakfast first?! I'm so hungry." Amya whines as he helps her out of the car.

"I'll make us breakfast, but first Daddy gotta get some rest, ok? I'll make your favorite chocolate chip pancakes." Jey says as she nods excitedly, running towards the front door.

"She's a ball of energy. I just wish I remembered something about her. About us." You say softly to Jey as he gives you a reassuring smile.

"I know, but right now you can't worry about that. Now that we're finally home as a family......things will make more sense." He says as he holds you close to him, picking you up bridal-style to help you out of the car.

"Home sweet home." He mumbles, taking steps towards the place he knew you were always welcomed to.

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Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey Uso: Break The Rules For You, Pt. III

You sit there confused as the doctor explains the horrific car accident you were in. You didn't know what was happening, and you were highly terrified, but your husband, Joshua, sat beside your bed, holding your hand reassuringly while your daughter played in the corner, counting the raindrops on the window. She looked so beautiful, just like you. Your little twin, well you and your husband who was conversing with the doctor.

"Doc....how long is this memory loss going to last? What I mean is...when will she be back to normal?" your husband asks concern edged across his face.

"Could be days, weeks, months. There's no telling. But right now, she has significant swelling on the brain that's contributing to that memory loss. Fingers crossed that with decreased swelling, she will remember things more clearly. But again, there's no guarantee. I'm sorry." The doctor answers as your husband nods his head.

It grows silent before the doctor speaks up again.

"Well, if there is anything you need my dear, please let me know. We want to make this experience as easy for you as possible, okay? Jey, take care, man." The doctor says, giving you a warm smile before exiting the room.

"Thanks, Uce. I owe you one." Your husband says as the door closes behind the doctor.

As soon as the door closes, your daughter, whose name you can't even remember, turns around to look at you, a shy smile on her face.

"Don't be shy Amya, come say hi to your mom." your husband smiles at the little girl who held a stuffed bunny toy in her arms.

She gets up from her chair and slowly walks over to your bed, hiding behind her father's leg.

You smile at her, despite the agonizing pain in your head as you sit up slightly, wincing in pain.

"Careful baby...you've got broken ribs remember?" Joshua says, rubbing your hand soothingly.

He looks down at your daughter with tiny arms wrapped around his leg.

"Come on. Say hello." he urges her as she looks down at her fingers before looking at you with those big, adorable eyes of hers.

"Hi Mommy...." she says quietly.

Your smile grows wider as you slowly reach out your arms to embrace her. She looks up at her father as if to ask for permission and he nods. She bursts into a smile before carefully getting onto the bed and hugging you.

"Hi Mommy.....are you okay?" she says, nestling her head into your neck.

"Mommy's okay. A little bit of pain...but I'll live," you say trying to lighten the mood as she giggles at you, beginning to play with your hair.

"Mommy...you're so pretty." she smiles at you.

You smile back as Joshua sits back, watching the interaction between you and your daughter. His heart was so full at the sight. This was all he'd ever wanted. Well, not under this circumstance, but still. The love of his life and his daughter in the same room. Smiling and talking to one another. His head was spinning slightly with mixed emotions. On one hand, he was happy you finally got to meet your daughter, but on the other hand, he was worried.

He was an absolute mess when he received a call from the hospital saying you'd gotten into a horrible car wreck with a diesel truck. He damn nearly ran out of his house with just his boxers on before he realized that was highly indecent, and the fact that his daughter was lying in her princess bed, peacefully sleeping. With no time to call her babysitter, he rushed out the door with her in his arms.

This wasn't the phone call Joshua was hoping for. However, he had grown accustomed to hospitals calling him as you'd made him your only emergency contact in case of times of emergency aka when your husband threw tantrums and took his anger out on you. He can't even count on his hands how many times he had to pick you up from the hospital with a busted lip or blackened eye. It broke his heart. You'd made it very evident that in any circumstance if you ended up in the hospital, Joseph's name was not to be listed as any type of emergency contact, especially because he was the reason, you'd end up in the hospital anyway.

Nevertheless, this time was different. Upon Joshua's arrival, he and your daughter were brought to the back where you were. He was first greeted by your doctor, who was an old college friend of his, Ettore Ewen, but everybody in school called him Big E. When he was explaining what happened to you, he nearly broke down to his knees. How could this have happened? What caused this? You weren't much of a night driver so why in the world were you driving this late? His mind had so many unanswered questions. But he didn't have time to dwell on that as all that mattered was you being alive.

As he and the doctor were talking, your daughter busying herself by playing by the window, you slowly woke up. He instantly feels relief wash over him. However, that was short-lived when you asked who he was. Were your injuries that bad that they'd wiped your memories away? And as if on impulse, his lips spoke quicker than his brain had time to process what he was saying as he introduced himself as your husband. And now.... here you were having the cutest conversation with your daughter whom you've never met since her birth.

As you two continued talking, he stood to his feet, sighing deeply. You stop momentarily to look at him.

"Hey...um...Joshua, is it? Do you mind asking the nurse if I could have something to eat? I feel like I'm starving." you giggle as your daughter gazes over at her father excitedly.

"Daddy! Can you see if they have Oreo milkshakes too?!" she asks as her father grins.

"Please, call me Jey. And I don't think they have those. But I can go to the store and grab one." he answers, kissing your daughter on her forehead.

"Okay, daddy. Hurry back, okay?" she says as she goes back to explaining to you why her stuffed animal was the best in the world.

~~

Jey exits your room, heart pounding as his mind is racing with all kinds of thoughts. What was he going to do? How was he going to fix this? What was your future? How long was this memory loss going to last? Was this a blessing in disguise? Or a curse.He didn't know but he was going to do everything in his power to keep you safe at all costs. He just had to protect you. That's when an idea popped into his mind. A crazy idea, but maybe one worth trying.

He walked down the hall before his eyes landed on Big E who was conversing with a nurse, making her laugh.

"Omg you're so funny!" she says in a flirtatious tone.

He walks up to them, interrupting their little flirt fest.

"What's up, man? Everything good?" E. says, turning his attention to Jey.

"Yeah um...you got a minute Uce?" Jey asks hesitantly.

"Of course, of course. See you later Tasha." E. answers as the nurse winks at him before walking off.

"What's up, man?"

"So um.....I need your help." Jey says cautiously, looking around to make sure no one else was listening in on their conversation, even though no one else was around.

"What kind of help?" E. says quizzically.

"So...you remember my cousin Joe right?" Jey says lowly.

E. looks at him, expressing disgust, "You mean that a**hole I never liked because he thought he was all that a damn bag of Dorito chips? Yeah....what about him?"

Jey sighs heavily. "Well, that's his wife in there."

"What?! So, you're not her husband? Boy, what in the soap opera hell?!" E. says dramatically.

"Calm yo' a** down man. Aye. Aye, man. Listen, I have a good reason. Listen Uce....long story short, he's an abusive piece of sh*t to her. Listen.....I need you to do me a favor?"

"Please, tell me more," E. says as he pulls out a bag of M & Ms from his pocket and begins munching on them.

Jey rolls his eyes. "So basically, he married her knowing damn well I was in love with her. Can you believe that? He did that sh*t just to spite me. Anyway, so some time later I started noticing that she was timid around him. You know, slightly flinching when he caresses her face. Or slightly wincing when he grabs her by the waist. Her dead stare when she introduces herself to people when she's with him. You know...clues or whatnot. So... anyway I found out he was abusing her and begged her to leave him. But did she? Nah her a** wanted to stay with him. And you know what?" Jey explains as E's eyes stretch.

"What?"

"Maaan that little girl in there is our daughter," Jey says shaking his head.

E. gasps loudly, placing both hands on the side of his face.

"No! Wait....so you f*cked your cousin's girl? You nasty son of a b-"

"Nah. It wasn't like that....we only slept together once. In which we were both drunk."

"Or so you say," E. says winking at Jey.

"Uce.....she went right back to him after we slept together. But anyway, listen man. It's a whole lotta sh*t going on right now and I have no doubt Joe is gonna come looking for her. I don't want him to find her, man. He's no good to her. No doubt if he finds her.....he may seriously hurt her. And I can't let him do that. Not again." Jey says, shaking his head, feeling his heart ache at the thought of his cousin finding you and potentially hurting you.

"Sooooo...where do I come in... in all of this?" E. says, looking at Jey expectantly.

"Listen...this may sound crazy but......I need you to help me fake her death." Jey says cautiously.

"You need me to do what?! Are you crazy? I could lose my job. My license. My-" Jey cuts E. off.

"Listen Uce, I'm willing to pay you for it," Jey says as E. instantly stops rambling, his ears perking up.

"Now see I normally don't agree to things like this 'cause this is a whole mess but uh.......how much are we talking?" E. says looking at Jey, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Name your price, Uce," Jey says as they continue to talk to one another in the hall, from one crazy man to another.

~~

Jey soon comes back into your room, looking slightly disheveled as he places your daughter's milkshake and your burger meal on your bedside table.

"Everything alright?" You ask, concerned.

He gives you a small smile before nodding his head. He leans down to your height before kissing the top of your head.

"Yes......everything's gonna be alright," he whispers softly in your ear.

~~

Joe paces angrily as his mind fluttered with anger and worry about your whereabouts. He tried calling your phone, but it went straight to voice message. He called your parents, but they didn't pick up. He even called some of your co-workers but even they didn't know your whereabouts. That's when his mind instantly told him to call that damn cousin of his. Surely Joshua knew where you were....right? Of course, he knew, he had to know. He always knew things about you. That's why Joe couldn't stand his cousin. He damn near hated his cousin. As bad as it sounds to hate your own flesh and blood, Joe couldn't help it. It was like his own cousin was trying to purposely sabotage his life. It's clear Joshua wanted to be Joe. It's obvious Joshua wanted to be in Joe's position in life. He wanted his life, his wife, his money, his career, his power, everything and it pissed Joe off beyond repair.

If he can't have you......

NO ONE WILL

'Til death do us part are the vows you exchanged on your wedding day and by all the power vested within Joseph, to death you will surely part.

He can't live without you. He couldn't imagine life without you.

Which brings him to the predicament he was currently in. He was pacing back and forth in the local police department after filing a missing person report. He spoke with the chief police officer himself, demanding he find his wife.

The officer told him to calm down and they'd get right on it. You see, Joe was a very powerful man who knew a lot of people. He had his hands in a lot of businesses and corporations run in this town. Everyone knew him. But most importantly, they respected him. So, all he had to do was make a demand, and trust, it would get resolved.

His feet begin to ache at his nonstop pacing before the door to the chief police, Adam Pierce, office opens and closes.

"So....where is she?" Joe says, running his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry Joe but.....she's been in a terrible car accident," Adam answers as Joe stops pacing and stares at him as if he had three heads.

Surely, he hadn't heard that right.

"W.....what? The f*ck did you just say?" he whispers.

"Listen...she was hit by a diesel truck and she was taken to the hospital and-"

"NO! NO! NO!" Joe snaps, swiping documents off of the nearby office desk. He couldn't believe this.

"Calm down Mr. Anoa'i. S-she was in a car accident. B-but..." Joe cut Adam off, snatching him up by the collar.

"Tell...........me...........what............hospital.....now." he hissed through his teeth as Adam quickly stutters an answer.

Joe nods his head, releasing Adam from his grasp before he backs away.

Minutes later he angrily storms out of the police department, feet moving quickly. He just had to get to you..................................

He jumps into his car and starts the engine.

"Baby I'm coming for you................." he whispers speeding out of the parking lot to Safe Haven Hospital.

Where his wife was undoubtedly waiting for him.......................................................

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Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey Uso: Break The Rules For You, Pt. II

WARNING: Roman is an a**hole in this.

You sighed heavily, taking off your heels. It's been a long night and all you wanted to do was sleep. Joe was currently taking his clothes off, preparing for a bath. His body looked heavenly, contrasting to the hell he always caused.

You're about to slip off your dress and head for the bathroom, when he grabs you, pulling you to his front. You inwardly roll your eyes, feeling his hard-on.

"Where do you think you're going? You tryna shower without me?" he smirked, kissing along your neck.

You wanted to drop-kick him in the throat. You weren't in the mood to have sex or do anything intimate. Especially after tonight. Jey basically ignored your entire existence the whole night, despite sitting at the same table as you. Every time you looked his way, you were filled with nothing but sadness. Yes, he may have a right to be upset with you, but that didn't mean to act mean to you.

He was the one who waited to propose to you too late. He knew your feelings for his cousin were strong, yet he decided to break the "bro code" and try to pursue you. It was his fault, not yours.........or was it? You don't know but it seemed very odd to you for him to try and propose to you when you two have never even dated before.

"Baby, did you hear me?" Joe says, slowly placing his hand around your neck, nearly making you jump out of your skin. You hadn't even realized he was now standing in front of you.

"Don't worry baby, I'm not going to hit you......unless you disobey me." he says, placing a "loving" hand on your cheek.

You glared at him, angered by his words. What were you to him honestly? His property? Something to beat on when he felt the need to. His personal doormat? Slave? You scoffed, trying to walk past him but he quickly gripped your arm, making you wince slightly.

"If I were you, I'd calm down the attitude. What's your problem anyway? Tell me this has nothing to do with Joshua tonight. Why do you care if he ignores you or not? I'm your man, not him." he says, staring intensely at you.

He knew very much that his cousin's feelings towards you were unbelievably strong. He knew how much Jey wanted to marry you so many years ago, as that's what drove a rift between their relationship. Jey approached him one night, yelling about how he was pissed that he'd given you a black eye. He argued about how he could treat you better than him, however, Joe refused to back down.

They both argued nonstop until they were red in the face. However, none of it really mattered to Joe. He knew you weren't going anywhere. Which is why on the same day he knew Jey was going to propose, he proposed to you first. As if he weren't petty enough, he invited Jey to your wedding. Just so he could witness the love of his life marrying another man. He knew it would crush him on the inside, but did he care? Nope. He wanted you all to himself. And if he couldn't have you, no one could.

Joe knew how precious you were. You were like the rarest jewel to Jey, but he'd gotten to you first. And no one would have you if it weren't Joseph Anoa'i. He's already warned you of what he'd do to you if you tried to leave him, especially for another man. You'd be sleeping six feet under if you ever tried to leave him. You'd be dead or the man you tried to leave him for would be....or both.

But then again, he wasn't worried about you leaving him anyway. You can't even count how many times he's put a knife to your throat for threatening to leave him. The first time you tried to leave him, he dangled you over a balcony, making you beg for your life. The only thing that kept you from dying that night was declaring your love for him. It was after that, that you never tried to escape again.

That's how Joe got away with anything he did to you- you wouldn't tell. Well, at least not the authorities. If anyone knew of everything that happened between you and your husband, it was Jey. He was your safe haven, the one you'd run to whenever you needed him. But he was starting to get tired of you running to him only when you needed him.

He was tired of you disregarding his feelings for you. He was madly in love with you, yet you were in love with a man who cares less about your existence. There have been countless times Jey has cried himself to sleep, worrying about your life, worrying about whether Joe was putting his hands on you or not. He wanted to forget about you, leave you alone to let you deal with that asshole all by yourself, but he just couldn't. Not when you two have a special bond...............

And what was that bond?

A bundle of joy

A daughter

Yes, you and Jey have a child together. When did it happen? Well, during the course of your marriage with Joe, you two went your separate ways for only a few months but reunited. But during that time, you were staying over at Jey's house temporarily since Joe kicked you out of the house. And one night, you and Jey were enjoying wine and romantic movies and it just happened. You want to blame it on the wine. You want to blame it on your anger for your husband at the time, but honestly, it wasn't either of those.

It was love, love made you do it. Love made you end up in Jey's bed, moaning his name, as he did things to your body Joe could never. You two had sex for hours, and like idiots, you didn't use protection. You woke up the next morning, head pounding, only to find yourself in your husband's cousin's arms. Both of you were without clothing. You regretted it so much, you got dressed and ran out of the house. You drove back to your and Joe's house and begged him to take you back, which he did.

It wasn't until later that day that he'd found out you slept with Jey, who by the way was the one that told him. They were both at work and Jey had been eying him angrily, so he finally decided to ask him what his problem was.

Jey didn't mean for it to slip out, but it did, and he knew, undoubtedly, that you were going to pay for it. It was something about him that Joe was intimidated by. Joe didn't care to admit it, but he didn't want to lose you. Not only were you precious to Jey, but you were precious to him as well, though he had a shitty way of expressing it. He knew how he treated you was wrong, but he had to keep you all to himself. And hurting you was the only way to do it, or at least that's what his fucked-up mind was telling him.

He couldn't let you go. He refused to let you go.

Which is why he was so angered when he found out you were bearing his cousin's child. How could you do that to him? Did you not love him?! How could you bear another man's seed?!

Throughout your pregnancy, Joe made sure to put you through hell. There were times when he wouldn't let you go to the doctor to get an ultrasound or even check up on the baby. If you went clothes/toy shopping for the baby, anything you brought would be thrown in the trash or burned.

You ended up making it through the nine-month process and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, further deepening Joe's hatred towards Jey.

On the day you gave birth, Joe kept you from calling Jey to even let him know his child was on the way. He refused to let you see your own daughter when she was born. You were so exhausted after giving birth that you passed out seconds later after your final push. Joe took that as the opportunity to take your daughter away.

When you were to be released from the hospital, that's when he contacted Jey, telling him to come get his child from the hospital. And ever since then, you haven't seen your child ever. You often wondered what she looked like. Did she look mostly like you? Or Jey? Or a mixture of you both. Sometimes you wondered but you'd immediately push those thoughts away.

You weren't allowed to acknowledge her. That was another rule of your crazy husband.

Fast forward and Jey has been a single parent, taking care of his daughter, who looked like a mirror image of him..... His daughter was now five years old and growing healthily, finally. Of course, the prolonged stress you'd been under during the pregnancy affected your daughter's health when she was born. She had to take things slower for a child her age, but she was still a happy-go-lucky sunshine like her father.

At first, it was hard raising a child on his own, but Jey finally got the hang of it. He'd do anything for his daughter. They had a tradition where every weekend they'd travel somewhere, even if for a short distance, to have Daddy-Daughter Time. Jey has a picture book full of places that he and his daughter have traveled together, cherishing those moments he has with her.

However, there would be occasional times when his daughter, whom he nicknamed Mini Uce, would ask about her mother. It was times like these that he wished you were his. He hated being a single parent. He wanted to be a complete family. He wanted you to be the one to take your daughter to school, pick up, and ask how her day went.

He wanted you to be the one to smile at the cute pictures his daughter would make in class, and proudly hand to him when he picked her up from school. He wanted a lot of things; however, he knew it was only just a dream. He hated how you never would even ask how your daughter was doing whenever the two of you were around each other. It was like she didn't even exist. The special bond that you created seemed to not even cross your mind. Or at least that's what he thought. He wanted so desperately to wipe the memory of Joe away, start a new journey with you, move somewhere else, raise your family, and get married. Be with you forever.

But again, you had rules to follow.

And even though you told him you'd break the rules for him, he wasn't quite sure how serious you were. Were you finally getting tired of his cousin Joe and his abuse? Were you finally going to leave? Only time could tell but in the back of his mind, he was hoping you'd soon leave Joe for him. And when you did, there was no way he was letting you go again.

"I don't want to talk about it," you mutter, tearing your eyes away from Joe as he glares at you.

It's been an awfully long night, and you refused to end the night arguing with your husband. He rolled his eyes at you, letting go of your arm which was sure to bruise in the morning.

"You better watch that attitude, Y/n. You know my rules, so follow them. Don't make me warn you again." he growled, storming past you and slamming the bathroom door shut, leaving you to shiver as tears poured down your face.

I'd break the rules for you.....

~~

Joe is lying next to you fast asleep. You hadn't had a wink of sleep as you stared out the window. God, you just had to get away from this man. You just had to. He snored slightly as he turned to his side, finally releasing you from the grip he had on your waist.

You sit there for a moment as your mind begins to race.

Get away. Get away. Run. Just run.

Your mind says as your heart rate begins to increase. You look down at the wedding band on your finger before looking back at your sleeping husband, then back to your finger. Then back to your husband's sleeping form.

Do it, Y/n. Just do it. Free yourself.

You take a deep breath before you quietly slip out of the bed and onto the floor, taking a peek at your husband to make sure you didn't wake him.

Silence.....

Good. You didn't wake him. He continues to sleep peacefully as you hurriedly, but quietly put on some jeans and a tank top and sneakers. You had spare clothes in the trunk of your car, so you weren't concerned about packing. You didn't have the time to. You were leaving. Where to? You weren't sure, but you couldn't possibly go to the first place that popped into your mind.

Jey's home.

Surely after the way he treated you tonight, he wouldn't dare open the door for you if you came knocking. Your heart throbbed in your chest as you looked back at Joe, who continued to sleep as you slowly opened the bedroom door.

You shut it behind you quietly before hurrying downstairs and into the kitchen where your car keys were. You had to get out of here as fast as possible. You just had to before that devil woke up. Because you knew if he caught you walking out the door, he'd make sure you wouldn't make it out.

You shakily grabbed your keys as you tiptoed through the kitchen and towards the security alarm that was near the front door. The alarm in your bedroom would certainly go off as soon as you disarmed it, to which you'd have to make a run for it if it woke your husband. Well, soon-to-be ex-husband. You were breaking free. Or at least that's what your mind was telling you.

You put in the security code, which was Joe's birthday, and pull the door open as it alerts you that the alarm system has been disarmed. Heart pounding at a mile a minute, you race to your car and can barely hit the unlock button before you look back and see the bedroom light cut on and your name being called.

Fuck......

"Dammit!" you cry as you accidentally drop the keys in your hand.

"Y/n?! Y/n?! Where the f*ck are you?!" You hear Joseph yell, sounding like he was rushing down the stairs.

You quickly pick up the keys and smash the unlock button as the locks finally unlock in your car. You jump in and lock the door before jamming the key into the ignition and starting your car.

You aren't even able to back out of the driveway before a large hand slams on the driver's window, startling you.

"Y/n! Y/n! Open the fucking door! Now!" Joe yells, angrier than you've ever seen him before.

"Stop it, Joseph! Stop it!" you cry as he yanks at the door handle but cannot open the door as you've locked the car.

"Y/n. Baby, what are you doing, huh? Why are you doing this? Come on. Get out of the car so we can talk, okay? You know I love you." He says as he momentarily stops banging on the window to stare at you, hoping you'll calm down.

There's no way you were attempting to leave him...right?

You look at him, your tears nearly blinding you, as your hand trembles over the unlock button. Was he being serious right now? Was he finally sorry for how he's been treating you? A part of you wanted to believe him.

"N-no....you don't love me, Joe. Y-you just want to hurt me." You cry, tears pouring down your face like a waterfall as it ironically begins to pour down rain.

"Baby come on. You know that's not true. I love you. I just don't want to lose you. Can't you see that? Can't you see that my cousin wants to take you from me? He doesn't want to see us happy. Baby please, open the door so we can go inside and talk. Unlock the door, Y/n." Joe says as he places a hand onto the window, wanting you to place your hand there.

You whimper, body shivering as you place a shaky hand across the glass window. You couldn't do this to him. You just couldn't.....

Don't do it Y/n. Don't do it! He's lying! He's a liar.

You could hear Jey's voice telling you in your mind as he retracted your hand from the cool glass window. You shake your head no, refusing to give into Joe again.

"N-no.......no......I can't. I can't. You're lying." You whisper, shaking your head as you turn away from him to put the car in reverse.

"Y/N!?! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR NOW! DON'T DO THIS! DON'T LEAVE ME! DON'T LEAVE ME!" Joe yells, banging angrily on the window as his hands begin to bleed.

You shake your head as you slam down on the pedal damn near jerking the car back. Joe falls forward onto the wet pavement as you back out of the driveway.

You cry as you see him rise to his feet, chasing after the car, not caring that he was getting soaked in the rain. You weren't going to get away from him. No way.

As the rain pours down heavier now, Joe's figure begins to fade into the night as you look out the window at him.

Soon, he's out of your sight and you're out of your familiar neighborhood, racing down the road.

You were a crying mess as you ran red lights and sped through the city, with no destination in mind. You just had to get away. Even if you didn't know where.

You squint your eyes as you try to make out the road in front of you, but the rain is so heavy you can't. Maybe if you pulled over, the rain would calm down enough for you to see where you were going.

You're about to slow down when suddenly bright headlights blind you and you swerve trying to avoid a truck.

"Ahhhhhh!" You scream as your car loses control and drives off the road into a ditch.

Everything goes black.........

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You begin to hear voices as you slowly awaken. Your head was pounding. You groaned in pain as you slowly opened your eyes, a bright light beaming in your face. Oh God.... were you dead?

"Uuuuugh, my head." You groan as you fully open your eyes to see you're in a hospital.

The two men to which the voices belonged immediately stopped talking, gazing over at you with wide eyes. One dressed in a black hoodie and black jeans, the other in white scrubs.

What the hell was going on?

"Oh my God, she's awake. Y/n. Look at me. Y/n?" the guy in the hoodie says, coming over to you, and staring deeply into your eyes. His eyes were red and swollen as if he'd been crying. Yet his brown eyes were gentle and beautiful.

You look at him confused, not knowing who in the hell he was. Or even what was happening.

"W-who are you?" you stutter, your voice barely coming out above a whisper.

The guy then looks over at the man in all white, who is clearly a doctor.

Had something terrible happened to you? Why were you in a hospital?

"I'm afraid she suffered a severe head injury. It appears she has some memory loss." The doctor says as he looks at you, concern written all over his face.

The guy in the hoodie looks back at you before gently grabbing your hands.

"Listen, Y/n.....you were in a terrible car wreck. You hurt your head and don't remember anything but-" you cut him off.

"W-who are you?" you question. You were beyond scared right now.

The guy looks back at the doctor before looking back at you. He takes a moment before he responds. Confliction written on his face.

"I'm......I'm Joshua Fatu.........your husband. And...and this is our daughter, Y/D/N." He answers, pointing over at a little girl that was sitting quietly next to a big window, staring at the rain.

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Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey Uso: Break The Rules For You, Pt. I

Author's Note: This is on Wattpad, however, I wanted to post it here too! Don't know why it took me so long to post this.

WARNING: Roman is an a**hole in this.

You smile at all the people around you as your husband introduces you to his colleagues and business partners. They were smiling in your face, but honestly, you couldn't care less. You wanted to be out of there. You just weren't in the mood to put up a facade for everyone at this stupid business dinner. You didn't even want to come, but then again you had no choice, not when it came to Joseph.

He held a tight grip around your waist, forbidding you to move more than an inch away from him. You slightly winced in pain as his fingers dug into your skin. You honestly didn't understand why he was being so overprotective. It wasn't like you were looking at any of the gentlemen here. You weren't allowed to.

That was rule number one.

No looking at another man. If even a man came around, you are to look at the floor. Never make direct eye contact......or else. Direct eye contact was considered flirting which Joseph would not tolerate. You were his and his only.

As everyone was talking, and laughing, you inwardly sighed, wanting nothing more than to go home and sleep. Yet here you were faking it for a bunch of your husband's business partners, just so he could get that promotion he'd been dying to get. You look over at your husband as he wows everyone in his expensive suit and charming smile.

Joseph was a man who took great pride in his appearance. He knew he was charming. He knew he was good-looking. He knew all the ladies wanted him. That's how it's always been with Mr. Anoa'i. He was born with a golden spoon up his ass. Coming from a strong family lineage had its perks. That's how you two crossed paths. His father Sika Anoa'i had come into your father's furniture store, demanding your father give him money that was owed to him.

You were only sixteen at the time, volunteering as a custodian for your father's store, so you didn't know much about the business. All you knew was that whenever the Anoa'i/Fatu family visited your father's store, it was never a good sign. Unfortunately, you ended up falling for Sika's undeniably handsome son Joseph Anoa'i who at the time was a schoolmate of yours. But you never made a move as you were too shy to ever talk to him. That was until you crossed paths again through his cousins whom you grew to become good friends. Little did you know what you'd get yourself into.......

"Joe, your wife is so beautiful! What's your name sweetie?" one of his female colleagues asked, smiling at you.

You look over at Joe as he slightly nods, giving you permission to speak.

Rule number two, don't speak unless spoken to.

"Introduce yourself, babe," he answered, a tight-lipped smile on his face.

Rule number three. Introduce yourself properly, and let everyone know you were his.

"Hello. I'm Joseph's wife. We've been together for over ten years... He's the love of my life, an amazing man he is. I'm so blessed to have him." you say, the words taste bitter as they leave your mouth.

You can't even count on your fingers how many times Joseph's made you rehearse those lines whenever someone asked about your identity. You swear you sounded like a robotic being every time you said it.

You weren't allowed to introduce yourself by name, he didn't want people to know your name. He felt if they knew your name, the men would try to flirt with you or memorize you. He felt if they knew your name and you did anything out of character, it might tarnish his reputation or image. And he was a man that cared deeply about his and his family's reputation. And as his wife, you should care just as must.

You were only able to introduce yourself as Joseph's wife. That's mostly what everyone knew you as. No one really knew you as anyone but "Joseph's wife". Whenever you went out in public and someone familiar saw you, "Hey Joseph's wife! How are you?" was all you would hear. As annoying as it was, you couldn't complain about it. If it's one thing that annoyed Joseph, it was anyone complaining too much.

"Aww, that's so sweet! Joseph, she's a beauty! And she's loyal, I see. You know how to pick them, don't you." one of Joseph's close friends, Colby grinned, nudging his friend slightly.

"Of course. I knew she was the one when I met her," he answered, kissing you softly.

You wanted so much to smack him in the face, but you couldn't. That would surely embarrass him.

Rule number four. Don't embarrass him whether in public or in private.

If you did, you'd be in a hell of a lot of trouble. He always got what he wanted. So, what was the point in fighting him anymore?

You kissed him back, putting on quite the show for everyone as they gawked at the "lovely couple". Well, all except one of Joseph's friends who just so happened to be his cousin as well......Joshua Fatu.

He knew the truth. You weren't fooling anyone. At least, not him. He clenched his jaw seeing Joseph kiss you, knowing you were inwardly suffering. His jaw clenched at the seemingly tight grip his cousin had on your waist, going unnoticed by everyone but him. He was very observant, and he could see the way you flinched whenever his cousin would hold you. He'd see the way you'd slightly flinch whenever his cousin raised his hand to caress your face. It was all an act. A stupid act. He knew the truth.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. You were the one that chose to be with Joseph instead of him. You were the one who rejected him to date the most popular guy in school, Joseph Anoa'i. Yes, throughout school, Joshua Fatu, or Jey as most knew him, was known as the nerdy guy, but he didn't care. You were a nerd too, which was something you two bonded over, becoming great friends. You two even bonded over the fact that you both worked at furniture stores. With you working at your father's and him working alongside his twin brother at their uncle Edward's furniture store.

However, all of that changed when he introduced you to his cousin. He never thought in a million years Joseph would've taken a liking to you, but then again he knew if Joseph wanted you, he'd have you. That's how it's always been. Joseph got everything and anything he wanted in life, girls, cars, money, literally everything.

For as long as he and Joseph have known each other, it's always been his girlfriends leaving him for Joseph. His first girlfriend had slept with Joseph and gotten pregnant. What hurt worse was that he'd caught them, but Joseph made up an excuse that the girl was no good for him anyway and that it was "bros before hoes". As much as that hurt Jey, Joseph was his cousin, his blood, his family, someone he'd grown up with, so he couldn't disown him.

Yet, the toxic pattern continued. Any girl Jey even thought he'd have a chance with Joseph took them, slept with them, and dumped them like trash. So, what did he do? He gave up on love. Or at least that was until you came along. You weren't popular like all the other girls he'd dated, so he assumed you'd be different. But boy was he wrong.

Technically, you two never dated, but he thought that you'd felt the spark he felt with you. But of course, Joseph's charms won you over. He regretted ever introducing you to his cousin as it turned out to be his biggest downfall. Now, he had to sit back and watch you be with a man that was undeserving of you. You were too good for an asshole like Joseph Anoa'i. But again, you chose Joseph over him. He'd thought that stupid proposal of his would prove to you that he loved you, but apparently, Joseph beat him to it.

He was so embarrassed when he pulled out the ring only to see one already occupying your finger. It broke his heart in two, but he couldn't do anything about it. Joseph was his family, and you were his best friend, and clearly, you didn't love him the way he loved you. He'd always heard horror stories about unrequited love, but never did he think he'd be in that position to say the woman he fell in love with fell in love with another man.

Fast forward, and he was left watching, teary-eyed, as you walked down the aisle, preparing to give your life to his cousin. You looked so beautiful in your white dress, smiling so brightly, looking perfect. His twin brother, Jonathan, had to hold him up to keep him from fainting at the sound of you and Joseph exchanging vows. Oh, how he'd wished he'd been the one you'd married. But he wasn't.

It wasn't until after you married Joseph that the fairytale relationship came to an end. He started becoming more and more abusive towards you. You didn't understand why though. You were a faithful woman. You loved him to death. You'd do anything for him. Yet, he treated you like crap. He started coming up with all of these rules you had to follow. At first, you didn't take his rules seriously, thinking he was just being a jealous/protective husband. But he wasn't. It wasn't until he hit you for the first time that you'd taken his rules seriously.

Ever since then, it's been the same routine. Follow his rules and don't get punished. Disobey his rules and get punished. Simple as that. And let's just say, disobeying him was not worth it. He'd have you half dead if you disobeyed him. Jey can't even count how many times you've shown up at his door battered and bruised because of Joe.

Jey remembers how you once showed up at his door with a bruised face, but you refused to go to the hospital. Joseph had beaten you because a male colleague dropped you off at home because your car had messed up and you needed a way home.

Joe had refused to answer his phone because he was "too busy", so what else were you supposed to do? Even so, when you showed up in another man's car, he was furious.

You went to Jey's house and stayed there too afraid to go home. He told you to call the police, but you refused, so he took care of you the entire night. He stripped you of your clothing, placed you in a warm bath, and cleaned you off. Then he fed you (knowing Joe didn't let you eat that entire day). And lastly, he let you sleep next to him in his bed.

He was so angry with Joseph that day, so much so that when you fell asleep, he snuck out of his house and paid a visit to Joseph. He beat the crap out of Joe before returning to his home to cuddle with you.

However, that sweet moment didn't last long because you were gone the next morning to lie in the arms of your husband as he fed you stupid apologies of how he'd never hurt you again. Ever since then, he and Jey haven't been the best of cousins, but they still keep in touch. They must. They both run a family business.

And now here you are again, putting on a facade for everyone to believe you and Joe were "couple goals". Jey sighed heavily before excusing himself and walking over to grab a drink. He needed to ease his mind. Seeing you like this broke his heart in two and he swore years ago he'd stop caring about you, but the lie detector test determined.... that was a lie. His heart ached and yearned for you. And he just didn't understand it. Why couldn't he get over you?

"Hey Joe, I just bought my new lambo. I wanna show you." Jon Moxley, Joe's other best friend says excitedly.

Joe looked at you, up and down, a warning to not misbehave while he was gone.

"Of course. Let's go gentlemen. I'll be back, baby. Behave...." he whispered the last part in your ear, sending a chill down your spine.

"Yes...." you mumble, he quirked his eyebrow at you.

"What was that?" he states, slightly glaring at you.

"Yes...sir," you mumbled as he rolled his eyes before walking away with his friends.

You were standing there awkwardly watching as everyone enjoyed themselves, but then your eyes landed on Joshua. He was over by the drink table, looking gorgeous as usual. Joshua was a beautiful man. Inside and out.

He was minding his business,drinking his wine, until he noticed you staring at him. He shook his head,rolling his eyes before turning his back to you.

Ow.....

You felt a small lump form in your throat. Why was he being so rude? He didn't even greet you when you and Joe showed up to the party. You weren't sure but you were going to find out. You knew it was against the rules, but you were going to talk to him. It's been a minute since you two have chatted. Hopefully, Joe will stay occupied a bit longer.

You look around, making sure your husband is nowhere in sight. After the coast was clear, you hurried over to Jey, tapping him on his shoulder gently. He slowly turns around to look at you.

"Hello Jey," you say quietly.

"I'm sorry but, I thought you weren't allowed to talk to other men?" he said with a slight attitude.

You sigh heavily, shrugging your shoulders as you play with your trembling fingers. Ever since you've been with Joe, your body reacts in ways you were ashamed to admit. You'd catch yourself shaking sometimes just at the thought of making him mad. You could be at the store grocery shopping and you'd be a shaking mess at the realization of returning home to that devil.

"I just wanted to talk to you," you answer quietly, scratching the back of your neck as you continue to look at the marble floor.

"Ha, I see my cousin still got you trained to look down at the floor. How sad. You still believe you're his property." he says without humor.

"Jey please, there's no need to be rude. I-" he cuts you off.

"Save it, Y/n. You're not even supposed to be talking to me. Don't talk to me unless it's to finally tell me you've divorced that asshole you call your husband. Have a good night." he says before leaving just as Joe comes back into the building, immediately scanning the crowd for you. His eyes looked angry. Oh boy......

When he found you, you hurried back to him as he latched onto your waist like a leech.

"Where the hell were you?" he asked, jaw clenched.  

"Getting us something to drink babe," you say, the two wine glasses in your hands that you grabbed on your way to him.

He nodded, taking one of the glasses from you. Gosh, you wish his glass was filled with poison.

"Come, I have more people to introduce you to," he says, grabbing your hand and leading you to meet more unimportant people.

You inwardly sigh as you see Jey settle at the piano that was in the near corner of the room. He was such a talented player when it came to instruments, something you loved about him. The man was a man of many talents.

He begins to play on the piano as he serenades the partygoers with Brian McKnight's "The Only One For Me". He looked so beautiful. So lovely. So majestic.

Oh, how you wish he were the one you were with...but he wasn't. You made that decision a long time ago, regretfully......

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Tribal Chief, Pt. II

Author's Note: It's been so long since I've written something for y'all. Life has been....lifin' xD

You were beyond excited for tonight. Why? Because you were opening this special episode of Smackdown up and you were in your hometown, so it made it even more special. You looked good, you felt good, everything was going great. You hope the stupid Bloodline and their Tribal Chief didn't ruin it. Roman's been on your ass ever since your backstage segment with him two weeks ago, and fans were eating up the unexpected interactions according to the millions of views your segment garnered.

"Y/n, we're ready for you in the ring."

"Let the show begin, people!"

••••

"I've set the record for the longest reigning Smackdown or Raw women's champion in WWE HISTORY!" The crowd begins to cheer loudly. "Year after year, I've come in this ring and fought some of the best, yet I still reigned superior. You see a long list of women in that locker room; I see a food chain!" You've put your blood, sweat, and tears into everything you do. And although you and your co-workers fought in the ring, you all respected each other immensely. "Week after week, I bless you people with the best of the best matches. I'm not just making history, but cinema! The best you've ever seen and will ever see! I've beaten possibly everyone in the back, and I promise you, I'm only just getting started. I'm in control of this thing! I've been at the bottom, and I'm never going back. It took me a long time to find myself and my self-worth, and I'm not going to be silent about it. You're looking at the Present and Future of this company! I'm the greatest in the world! THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME!" You hold up your championship as the crowd chants your name loudly, and you momentarily close your eyes and soak it all in.

That is until you hear the hauntingly familiar sound of Roman's theme song. Your eyes shoot open as the crowd stands on their feet, immediately throwing their ones high in the air. Your face automatically scrunches as you turn to the entrance and watch as the Bloodline themselves come walking out. Jimmy and Jey are on either side of Roman, Solo, and the Wiseman Paul Heyman, but they are not far behind. Roman stares ahead as he slowly walks to the ring with his family, and everyone acknowledges him. He gets to the stairs and rubs his hands with a smirk as Paul looks at him with admiration, like a proud father. He steps onto the ring apron and walks to the middle before turning to the crowd and throwing up his finger as everyone follows suit.

He soon steps into the ring and stands in front of you along with the Usos, Paul, and Solo. His music slowly dies as a mix of cheers and boos fills the arena. You fold your arms as you adjust your championship on your shoulder. How dare this man come out here and steal your shine. This was supposed to be your moment. He looks you up and down with that stupidly beautiful smirk before bursting into a light chuckle. He's handed a mic by Paul, who still has that stupid smile on his face as you shake your head in anger.

"You coming out here wasting an opening segment with your boring talks of conquering the women's locker room? What do you think you are some hometown hero? You're..you're a supporting character; I'M the main event!" You scoff as you glare daggers at him. "You really think these people came to see you? No! They came to see ME! The Tribal Chief, THEIR Tribal Chief! TOWN/NAME ACKNOWLEDGE ME!" His voice booms in the mic causing a mix of loud cheers and boos to erupt. You stand toe to toe with him as your anger boils in you.

"I am so sick and tired of the Bloodline thinking they're the authority of WWE. Thinking you run the place!" He shrugs with a smug look on his face. "The only thing you run is your big ass mouth!" His smile is instantly wiped off his face as he straightens his posture. "You call yourself a champ when really you're a chump that only wins because he has his family doing his dirty work!" The crowd ooo's as you begin walking back and forth. "Week in and week out you come out here with your same tired ass clothes yelling acknowledge meeee, acknowledge meee. SHUT THE HELL UP!" The crowd cheers as he snarls at you, just who the hell did you think you were talking to? "Trying to be the next Rock when really you're nothing but a damn pebble. Got damn, it must suck sitting at a table you didn't even build." The crowd ooo's as Roman's lip begins to twitch.

Paul is about to cut in when you point your finger threateningly. "You shut your mouth before you even open it before I take a biscuit and shove it up your fat ass!" He steps back behind Roman like the coward he portrays.

"I speak for everyone when I say we are tired of Roman Reigns and the Bloodline! You had your spotlight last week, but now it's mine. You're not a Tribal Chief, you're a TRIBAL BITCH!" The crowd goes wild as Roman looks at you like you've lost your mind. He bites down on his lip amused. He rubs his hand down his face as he steps straight into your face, almost touching chest to chest. The crowd begins to chant. That surely was going to go viral on social media. Even the Usos and Solo were surprised you said that.

TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH!

You smirk as you eye him up and down. You got him speechless. "You know what Roman, you can have my ring for a little while because we all know who the people truly acknowledge." You throw your mic at his chest and walk out. You catch Jey glancing back at you as you throw a little wink his way before strutting out of the ring. You look over your shoulder to see Roman having a damn internal war as your theme song plays. You blow a teasing kiss his way before disappearing behind the curtains.

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