And Still | Rhea Ripley | Possessive and Smutty

Part 160 - Rhea Bloody Ripley

Ok... I've never been so happy, yet so annoyed in my life. Probably.

Well, getting shot was pretty annoying. Rhea proposing to me was also pretty happy.

But right now, Liv was stretching basically in front of my fiancé. Across the room, I was reading my script, Rhea was also stretching up and rehearsing her lines.

Liv was squat down low in front of her, stretching her hips out. Tight wrestling gear and everything. Yeah, so that annoyed me.

But I was happy because I don't think Rhea even noticed. She was engrossed with herself, and only looked up to me every now and then. She could know but just didn't care. Besides, she wasn't giving her any attention anyway.

That she was obviously after.

When Liv got into the splits, I got up from my chair and walked over towards Rhea.

"Hey, angel, what's-"

I kissed Rhea quickly, grabbing around her neck and kissing her so deeply.

She smirked as I pulled back. "And what was that for huh?"

I grinned. "Just a good luck kiss."

"Mmm, I reckon. You want something, what is it?" She tucked my hair behind my ear.

"No." I shook my head. "Can't I just kiss my fiancé when I want to."

"Soon you'll be kissing your wife, baby." Rhea said, and I didn't miss Liv turning to leave. She must have come into Rheas eyeline, because she finally looked at her walking away. Then she looked back at me, wide eyes. "I see. You're jealous, aren't you?"

"No." I scoffed. "I didn't even see her."

Rhea smirked and pulled me into her chest. "Didn't know you were so possessive."

"I'm not. That's you." I said against her chest.

"Definitely is." She agreed and pulled apart.

The show began and went as smoothly as ever.

By the time I got backstage, I could find Rhea. Nor Damien. Nor Dom.

After asking around, I got the general direction of where they went. Running into a Wwe worker, I asked them, and they said they were chatting to Isaac in the catering room.

Oh no...

Quickly finding the catering room, I scanned the mostly empty room, apart from Damien, Rhea and Dom basically cornered Isaac, talking deeply to him. What I imagine would be threatening the hell out of him with the video they'd got.

And by the looks of it, Isaac was nervous. He was swallowing, and he eventually nodded.

Isaac glanced at me behind all three of them, and Rhea turned to look. Then nudged Dom, who broke off and came towards me. "Hey, Flo." He whispered and put an arm around my shoulders, wanting to guide me out of the room. "Rhea didn't want you in here."

"Why?" I looked back at them still talking. Still threatening him. "Dom, I wanna go in there."

"Because Rhea thinks you could punch him if he says anything about your brother." Dom explained. "They don't wanna anger him."

"He needs to be arrested." I tell him.

"I know, Flo. He'll definitely end up there, if he keeps going the way he's going. Little thing called karma." He smiled a little at me.

I love Dom.

I turned in the hall and buried myself in his chest, in a big hug I really needed. Granted, I wished he was Rhea, but he'll do.