Zander

Chapter 2

Tiffany: 😉 @Playboy

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ZanderAnoai: Work Hard, Train Harder

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Sierra. Hotel. Echo. Lima. Delta... Shield!

"THEY'RE HERE!" I barely register the huge pop that we receive as The Shield walk down the stairs. We have recently reunited again due to me being out of action.

I faked an injury because I got suspended. The company was waiting for me to clean up my act before they would let this moment happen. I didn't really care if they brought the group back together or not, I just wanted another title opportunity.

"THE SHIELD HAVE REUNITED!"

I almost snicker as Ambrose rips his arm away from a fan. This is the part that I hate about the walking down the stairs, everybody wants to touch you.

Once we jump over the barricade, I look into the crowd and I spot my sister in the crowd. She smiles over at me but I roll my eyes as I make my way into the ring.

Whatever relationship that I had with my sister ended long ago. Once Zaria started working in TV, she dragged my name through the mud just to capitalise off me. Her career is built off the fact that she is my sister, we grew up together and the whole world wanted to know what Zander Anoa'i was like growing up.

"THE SHIELD IS BACK!" Seth Rollins shouts into the microphone and the whole arena goes crazy. "This has been long overdue but I'm so happy to be back in the ring with my brothers."

I stare at the back of his head as he makes a speech about brotherhood and restoring WWE to what is was when we ran the show.

If only he know.

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"You doing Playboy again?" I grab Tiffany by the throat, pulling her up. "When the fuck did I give you permission to?"

"Joe, you're hurting me." I let go of her and she falls on the bed. "I received an opportunity to grace the covers again so I accepted."

"Are you stupid?" I glare down at her. "After you left Playboy, we agreed that you would give up that part of your life. I was at work when the guys in the locker room started talking about your latest shoot. Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"When you met me, you knew that I modelled for Playboy." She hisses as she tries to stand up but I push her back down. "You're not my fucking dad."

"No, I'm better than the piece of shit that didn't even raise you right." I snap at her and her mouth falls slack.

"You're a fucking asshole for that." She stands to her feet and pushes past me. "You have done nothing but hold me back. I gave up my whole life to be with you only to have to deal with you cheating and disrespecting me like I'm nothing but a cheap whore."

"You offered yourself to me." I remind her. "I didn't come looking for you, remember that."

"6 years." She scoffs as she shakes her head. "I've given you 6 years of my life."

I lean against the dresser as I watch her pace around the room. 

Tiffany was a Playboy model when we first met, it was initially what attracted me to her. Once we started dating, I expressed that I wasn't comfortable with her posing nude. I didn't tell her to quit her job, I told her to cover her assets but she chose to quit the job.

"You've never even told me that you love me." She crosses her arms which makes her boobs look bigger. 

"That's because I don't." I say to her boobs.

"FUCK YOU!" Tiffany runs up to me but I stop her before she can hit me. I keep her hands restrained as she tries fighting me and I can't help but roll my eyes at the dramatics.

"Stop embarrassing yourself." I push her down onto the bed. "Just pack your stuff and leave."

"You're kicking me out?" She looks at me in disbelief and I scrunch my face up.

"It wouldn't be the first time."

I know that she won't fuck up my room so I leave the room and I head downstairs to catch up on the game. I have my phone out so I can watch her through the camera's that I have installed all over my house.

Once I hear her coming down the stairs, I pause the game to help her with her luggage.

"I hate you." She fights back tears and I kiss her cheek. "You never treated me right."

"I told you not to fall in love." I pull her in for a final hug and she just stands there. "You can keep all the shit I got you."

"Screw you." She pushes me back and starts rolling her suitcase down the driveway. I watch as she gets into the car that  got her and I chuckle as she flips me off.

I don't bother watching as she peels out of the driveway, that's way to dramatic for me. I just head back inside to resume the game.