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One.

I sat in the Divas locker room, my eyes glued to the screen. Of course the reason I was so into the screen was because of him.

Who is him you might be wondering? Well, I don't want to say any names, but let's just say I've been secretly sleeping with him for about 3 months. Yes, I've been having sex with a man that is in a committed relationship and has been for awhile.

I know what the next few questions going through your mind are. Paige? Sleeping around? Shouldn't she have more self respect for herself? I do, well, I guess I don't because this affair not only digust me, but would disgust everyone around me, but I can't help it.

And I mean I really can't help it. His facial features, his built, muscular body, and his voice.. Oh god, his voice it gets me so excited! He drives me insane with passion, lust!

Yes, he tells me he'll be with me on day, but I doubt it. I'm pretty much just his dirty little secret, like he's mine. And I should stop this, because it's been going on for way too long.. But it won't stop.. The urges we both share are too much to handle.

But let's move on to your next question. How did it all start? I bet you are all thinking that alcohol was involved, but nope. Both sober, both in control of our actions.

I looked at my locker, where my Divas title sat. I remember winning that title like it was yesterday. I defeated Nikki Bella for it at WrestleMania, about 3 months ago. How did that start an affair? Well, story time.

I sat on my bed, watching rhe latest episode of Total Divas. Of course I looked amazing. Suddenly, a knock on my door made me turn away from the television. I got up to answer it, and there stood him. He was in jeans, and a V- Neck. The man looked extremely hot. I've always had that fangirl type crush on him. "Hello, Paige. I wanted to congratulate you on your win. May I come in?" He asked, a geniume smile on his face. We sat on my bed, beginning to have a conversation. "Thank you, by the way. Means a lot to hear that come from you." I said , returning the genuine smile. Yes, on the inside, I was wondering did his significant other know he was here? Probably, but it's not like he can't come and congratulate me. We're all friends here. "You know, its about time having such a natural beautiful woman represent the Divas Division. Nikki was alright, but you are way more talented, beautiful, and might I dare add sexy." I choked on air. He can't call me sexy. He is in a realtionship! "Excuse me?" I asked, feeling a little awkward. "Saraya, I know you want me," What? How did he know that? "Just like I want you." Suddenly, his lips crashed into mine. I know it is wrong, but I immedialt kissed him back. Clothes were quickly exposed, kisses were left all over our boddies, and sex was the only thing on our minds.

Well, now you know that since that night, we've been sneaking around like teenagers. I quickly grabbed my title, heading out of the locker room. I had to get a bottle of water before heading out to ringside for the Divas battle royal to determine my next opponent for my title. I'm not worried about any of those Divas. Okay, maybe Naomi, but she's not that much of a challenge.

I walked down the hall, my Divas title sparkling on my shoulder. I saw some coworkers, offering a smile and wave. I also saw many backstage technichians running around, making sure segments were getting put up right, and everything went smoothly for the show.

Suddenly, I was pulled into a supply closet. "What the h-" I began speaking, until a pair of lips crashed into mine. I recognized those lips so well, and began to kiss back. He hoisted me up and put my back against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He pulled away. "I missed you, crumpet." He said, his voice sending tingles up my spine. "I missed you too, and I need you soon, and bad." I said, the lust taking over. "I know, babe, and I need you too. What about after the Smackdown taping?" He asked. I nodded, quickly crashing my lips back on his. I felt his hands wander around my chest, pulling down the zipper to my ring gear, exposing my breast. He let his hands roam around them, and I loved it. I softly moaned into our kiss. Next thing you know, his wands wandering into my bottoms, his hands romancing around my intimate area, which was getting wet from his touch. I couldn't help but to moan into the kiss. I bit his lip a little to conceal my pleasure.

Honestly, we couldn't went further right there in that closet, but my name was called on the intercom. He let me down. "Go out there and give me a show, my sweet little crumpet." He said, removing his hands from my bottoms while I zipped up my top. "Oh, believe me, I will. And I'll give you a even better one after the Smackdown tapings." I sent a wink towards him, picking up my title from the floor which I dropped.

I then left the supply closet, looking as if I didn't almost have sex in a supply closet. I quickly made my way to the goirrila, a smile on my face. I can't wait for tomorrow.

Okay, first chapter!

I hope you all liked it.

Who do you think Paige's mystery man is?

Leave your guesses in the comments below.

Don't hate me for not revealing the man, and don't expect it next chapter. I'm keeping it a secret for awhile, because that's the entire point.

But don't worry, I think you should all expect a little Paige crush on someone that will be revealed.

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- JohnCenaGuy