Chapter 8

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Myrna POV
I walked on the red carpet towards the end when I bumped into some one. Turning around I faced the Viper himself Mister Randy Orton. A big smile appeared on his face and I knew where he was going into flirt mode

“ Well hello lovely lady, I believe we never met. My name is Randy Orton, so what brings you here?”
“ We have never met sir, but it is a pleasure to meet you. I heard there some amazing items up for auction” Oh yeah I was so playing his game.
“ Yes that is true, so anything in particular you have your eyes on, I sure know I got my eyes on something”
“ Nothing in particular, although I heard about the shield being up for auction. That sounds pretty interesting. So on what do you have your eye on?” I said in my most flirty way I could.
“ Well not on something that I can bid on. But I have spotted some good company”
“ You always have good company, there are so many fans who would love to be your company”
“ I do but not all fans know how to keep their distance and it can be very annoying sometimes”
“ Sounds like you need a couple of good bodyguards to protect you?”
“ Well you look like a big girl, why don’t you stay close with me so you can protect me. And I bet you look better than those gorillas”
“ Well I have a lot of duties but being a bodyguard isn’t one of them I believe. How rude of me I have never introduced myself to you”
“ You have not but I think with that pretty face there is also a pretty name”
“ Well that’s up for you to judge. My name is Myrna Crowley sir, I am your new P.A”
“ You have to be kidding me, you are my P.A?”
“ Yes sir I am nice to meet you”
“ You are a feisty one Myrna, I like it welcome to WWE and it is nice to meet you too. Now if you excuse me I have an interview to do with Natalya

I just nodded and saw how Randy walked up to Natalya, she gave me a smile and a little nod before going back to work. Walking into the big event hall I saw all the Superstars and Diva’s.  I spotted Emma she was already talking to her clients the Funkadactelys. Taking in my surroundings I felt a soft tap on my shoulder. Turning around I was faced by Sheamus, I must admit he looked great in his suit, hair all spiked up and a beautiful smile. He handed me a glass of orange juice since I didn’t drink any alcohol

Stephen/Sheamus POV
I saw her standing watching the surroundings. I couldn’t help but smile at her. She just looked so beautiful in her dress who hugged her curves in all the right places.  Iknow she didn’t drink any alcohol so I grabbed two glasses of orange juice before tapping her on the shoulder.

“ Here you go my lassie, you must be thirsty after all the talking you have already done”
“ Are you spying on my Sheamus?”
“ No… well maybe a bit. Just wanted to make sure all the superstars don’t overwhelm you”
“ That is very sweet of you to think about that, but I have worked with big clients before. And I still see them as normal people, We all pull up our pants the same way”

I couldn’t help it but laugh she was down to earth. Refreshing to me since all the other people we meet as Superstars always put us on a peddle stone like we are some type of gods.

“ So is there anything from you that’s been auction off ?”
“ Yes the crown and cape of King Sheamus are being auctioned off”
“ you didn’t want to keep it?”
“ There 2 of everything, I have my own crown and cape already safe at home”

We continued our small talk and I loved it, the way she would smile when I say something funny. But when she nudged my arm gently I could feel the electricity running through my body. Great Irish Gods help me out, I am falling for this woman. I was approached by Chris one off the guys that helped at the auction.

“ Sir I have to ask you to join me, they want you on stage wearing the crown and cape for the auction”
“ Sure Chris, Myrna excuse me”
“ You are excused, take good care of my client Chris”

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