Brock Lesnar is the Beast Incarnate who hasn't been with anyone since his divorce three years ago and doesn't really care for anyone in the WWE.
She is the fearless Divas champion of the WWE whose life is a mess as she seems to push everyone who car...
"Don't start Paul" I rolled my eyes as I knew where this was heading.
"I asked you one thing.. Just one thing..leave Nikki Bella alone!" He whispered loudly.
"What makes you think I'm doing anything with your precious Nikki Bella?" I sighed as I sat down.
"She's still here?" He gestured to the kitchen.
"She's flying down with us on Tuesday..well actually we were going to fly together but I'm guessing since you are here you're tagging along"
I shrugged and I could see him about to pop a vein. He could be so dramatic at times..
"She's fragile right now. You can't do anything that will jeopardise this .." he shook his head as he paced up and down in front of me.
"There isn't any 'this' because she is not going to be a Heyman girl Paul okay? and I am not fucking her if that's what you are concerned about and she's anything but fragile.."
She wasn't some fragile thing. I didn't like that he said it cause she wasn't. Sure she was crying her eyes out yesterday but that didn't mean anything.
Everyone has their fucking moments and it was my fault for reminding her of that prick Cena.
I didn't know much of their relationship but I knew she did the dumping that's for sure so I wasn't concerned about her having any feelings for him..
It was just Ambrose..
"You're not thinking straight Brock.. Like I told you before.. She is the Divas champion if she decides she doesn't want you she can make up shit to The Authority and you are out"
I was really getting annoyed, normally he was pestering me about advertisements and appearances now he couldn't stop lecturing me about who to fuck.
"Can we just go outside and talk?"
I looked back at the kitchen as I didn't want her to hear any of this considering the last time I had spoken shit to him she heard and took it the wrong way, well the right way but yeah.
"Paul, you know you are my friend. I always appreciate your advice and all that shit. But that is my house and what goes on in my house is my business. So whether I am or am not doing anything with Nicole is not any of your business. You handle my career that's as far as your advice goes "
"But this influences your career.. She is not your type Brock.. Once John Cena comes back she'll.."
"What are you doing here ? Its Valentine's Day" I cut him off as I didn't wanna hear the rest.
"then.. What?" His eyes widened as I'm pretty sure he forgot like he did every year and he'd be in shit if he didn't get home in time.
"Its Vale.."
"Shit!" He began dialing numbers and immediately got into his car.
"This is not over Brock okay? " I rolled my eyes.
"Say hi to Marla for me" I shook my head as I walked in.
I walked into the kitchen and found her in some tights and a tank top sitting as she scrolled through her phone.
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