Going Through The Motions

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Two Weeks Later

Violet's POV

A lot has happened in the past two weeks, honestly it felt like someone pressed the fast forward button on my life. After mine and Roman's official break up, I managed to find an apartment to rent. Andrade has offered numerous times to let me live with him but I keep saying no. I spent majority of my nights there but truth be told I didn't want to move in with anyone again. I made that mistake once already.

I didn't love Andrade, I appreciated him and was definitely attracted to him but we were bonded by physically chemistry to one another and we both knew that. I had heard through the wrestling grapevine, that Nikki and Roman were actually dating now. Okay, it wasn't through the grapevine but instead from Dean and Seth. I still kept in contact with them since they didn't do anything to me and they weren't picking sides so I saw no reason to cut them from my life.

You would think after two weeks, I'd hurt less but I didn't. My heart was still broken, I replayed the last thing I said to Roman over and over again in my head like a broken record. All he had to do was pick up the phone and call Vince. If he had done that, I would've stayed and talked to him. I was tired of being his secret, every fight we've ever had was caused by the fact that our relationship wasn't public. That we were in fake relationships while our real relationship was suffering. It wasn't healthy for either of us truth be told.

"You okay hermosa?" Andrade asked looking down at me. We were laying in his bed naked, snuggled together while watching FRIENDS. My head was rested against his chest and he was running his hand through my hair soothingly which was finally growing again thankfully. If WWE tried to cut it again, I would kill them and I'm not joking.

"Sì papi, just a bit tired from last night since someone kept me up all night." I teased since I didn't want to talk about what was actually bothering me.

"You weren't complaining when you were screaming my name mami." He teased while kissing my forehead." ¿Por qué no descansas y nos harás el desayuno antes de salir?" He suggested saying why don't I get some rest and he'll cook us breakfast before we have to head out.

"Un hombre que sabe follar y cocinar. ¿No tengo suerte?" I said with a playful smirk saying wasn't I lucky to have a man who can fuck well and cook well.

"And don't you forget it." He teased and smacked my ass before giving me a firm kiss. He then stood up and headed to the kitchen to cook us breakfast leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I picked up my phone and opened Roman's contact, I hit call and then quickly hung up before the first ring. I couldn't do it, maybe our break up was better for the both of us. We never got to see each other, we constantly argued. Yet my heart still yearned for him because while the bad times were bad, he still had been there when I thought the world had given up on me.

I sighed softly and set my phone back on the bedside table then decided to head down to the kitchen where Andrade was cooking breakfast. Anything was better than being alone with my thoughts right now.

"Well isn't this a sexy sight." I said with a smirk as Andrade was cooking breakfast in nothing but an apron.

"Well you can always pay me with dessert after breakfast." Andrade said with a wink as he flipped eggs.

"Dessert after breakfast, what a naughty boy." I teased in a seductive tone as I hopped on the counter beside where he was cooking.

"Would you prefer dessert before breakfast?" He asked with a smirk as he turned his attention to me and kissed me roughly and passionately as his hands roamed my bare body.

"I prefer you anytime, papi." I said ripping his apron off him then wrapping my legs around his waist as our tongues battled for dominance.

Andrade quickly reached over and turned off the stove as he slid me all the way down his length causing us both to moan in pleasure. He began thrusting his hips fast and rough causing me to arch my back against the counter and moan in pleasure.

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