“OHMYGOD HI! This is your captain speaking, well not really, I’m move of the voice over gal, that’s going to help you navigate yourself through the well overdue, long awaited, highly anticipated return to the ring for DAANNNNNNNIIIIIIIII WWWWWWWEEEEEEEEESSSSSTTTTOOOOON.”
The sweet sound of the voice over girl stopped for a moment in time to clear her throat and let the audience appreciate the impending return of a crowd favourite in Dani Weston. Once enough time ticked by the sound of the sweet angel like voice piped up once more.
“Now, I could tell you my name, but like, where’s the fun in that? So, over the next few weeks, you can like piece it all together and pretend to know who I was all along, when the big reveal happens… Woo so icy. Because half of you can’t handle being shocked and surprised, you know who you are, you’re the reason why authors now have to give out trigger warnings on books that contain a cliff hanger ending… you, unexcitable party poopers.”
A stiff nasal sigh was required, and no vision was essential to capture the eyeroll that was evident in the female’s tone.
“Now, anyways, where was I? Oh yes that’s right, the return of one Danielle Mae Weston to Sin City Wrestling, well my little butterflies, do I have a story for you… now come gather round, pull up a bit of carpet and take your seats as I unpack the returning mind of young Westeros.”
A little bit of silence followed, before the sound of a two glossed lips parting brought the story to life.
“Once upon and time… oh, wait, scratch that, Dani doesn’t like Disney Princess, I blame you for this Fenris… anyway, it has been sixteen months since Danielle Weston has been inside a Sin City Wrestling ring and to say that she was feeling a little bit nervous about her upcoming return would be a disgustingly gross understatement. Yet, she felt like she had the world cheering her on, from the warm reception her return brought to the land of Twitter. I mean, it isn’t every day you have Christina and Mercedes sing your praises, it isn’t every day you have a bounty of interactions on the old blue bird. I do know however, it definitely gave Dani the warm fussy feeling that she had missed. It also highlighted to the young Westie that Sin City Wrestling, did have a hole in the Bombshell’s division that maybe, just maybe she could fill.
Aww! Cuteeeee!
The only trouble Dani had to overcome was the niggling feeling that maybe, just maybe she wasn’t one hundred percent ring ready when she signed on the dotted line and entered the wrestling world once more. Sure, her body was a temple, she had trained the whole time, not only in the ring but outside of it. Her spot at the GO Gym hadn’t been replaced and she had taken advantage of every training session she could attend to stay on the top of her game. Danielle knew there was a difference from being fit and ring fit and there wasn’t a bone, fibre or nerve in her body that wanted to go through the pain of starting in ring training up from scratch. She had been there and done that, had the memories etched in her brain what it was like to start from bottom…
it burned… it humbled… it killed.
It wasn’t her body that was clouding Danielle’s judgement about coming back to the six-sided circle, it was her mind. The female talent in Sin City Wrestling has always been the best in the world, but right now, it seemed to be the best it’s ever been. How could Dani fair against the likes of Roxi, Alicia, Keira, Bobbie, Andrea and Amber? It wasn’t going to be easy, it wasn’t going to be a walk in the park, Dani just had to reassure herself that she was coming back into Sin City Wrestling in the best shape of her life physically and there wasn’t a woman on the roster who could stop her when she was firing all cylinders.
Unless of course you’re me and well, then my little butterfly would have her work cut out for her, but this isn’t about me, it’s about Dani and well let’s get back to that.
Dani was excited to be jumping back into the ranks of Sin City Wrestling and well why wouldn’t she? She had a golden goose of an opportunity right before her eyes…a return match with Roxi Johnson’s plus one and a tournament to scale her way through towards becoming a champion. Who wouldn’t jump at the chance to become the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Champion? Only an idiot would let that opportunity slip through their fingers and well if Dani was going to return, she was going to make it worth her while, she was going to pursue the gold regardless of how selfish that made her appear. You see, people might complain that people only come out of the wood works for a chance to win something shiny, but the fact of the matter is, Dani was once the World Bombshell Champion in Sin City Wrestling, she started from the bottom, round after round of losses but she worked her way to pinnacle and ever since then she made a promise to herself to never ever settle for anything less than the best again.
For now, Amber could keep her World Bombshell Championship, because let’s face it, recently it had been handed around like a packet of cigarettes at a school dance, what Dani had set her sights on was the prestigious Internet Championship that Myra Rivers has put on the map. Dani was coming back to cash in on that legacy, not so she could bask in the glory of a path already forged, but she could continue to carry the Internet Championship to new heights, and well if that meant taking Myra’s record run with the Bombshell Internet Championship and lapping it, then so be it, that would be the icing on the cake for Danielle Weston.
That would be everything and more.
Now, mark my words the rest of the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell’s should be shaking in their cheap Walmart boots, because at the end of the tournament you’re all going to bear witness to the same outcome… and what is already written in stone will sound like this… AND NEW SIN CITY WRESTLING BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPION…. DANNNNIII WESSSSSTTTON.
You heard it here first folks, you can bank on that… now speaking of Dani maybe it’s time we catch up with the lovely brunette and find out exactly what she is up to?”
The scene opened up inside the lush apartment that belonged to Danielle Weston, it was located in Las Vegas, right next door to the very attractive, very protective, and very, very, very aggressive Fenris so if you felt like stalking her, maybe rethink your plans. The morning light was just starting to peer between the gaps in the curtains, as the wild night from before disappeared. You could tell the night was a wild one, as empty bottles of alcohol were placed messily around the living room, they lined the kitchen counter, not to forget the trail of clothes that led from the doorway towards the master bedroom.
“Of course, it would be so rude of me not to follow a basic cookie trail.”
Danielle could be found, fast asleep inside the mountain of pillows and covers on her bed, her right foot extended out of the sheets to maintain her body temperate. Her long brown hair was a tangled mess around her face. As she softly snored in her deep sleep, the mound of blankets rustled beside her as the person beneath them was trying to find his way out of the fabric clouds, probably trying to gasp for air as he was being smother to death by material. A large muscular arm reached out from underneath the blankets and made its way to the outside, thankful for freedom. It didn’t take the arm to reach the top of the blanket and rip it away from his face, his dirty blonde hair covered his face like a mop.
“I mean get a haircut Nicky, I’m sure you of all people can afford it. Sheesh.”
A masculine groan left his lips as his arm reached out, searching for Danielle however as soon as his skin touched hers, his hand retreated back, coiling like a snake in fear. His head lifted from the pillow to look towards his left to see her, a panicked rush flooded his body as with in a swift roll he exited the bed as if he were late for his own birthday. His hands automatically reached down to his package covering it as he tippy toed across the tiled floor looking his clothes. As the gentleman stumbled around the room gathering up his belongings, he quickly turned back on the heels of his feet to look towards Dani. A wild untamed smirk danced across his face in pride as he was satisfied with whom he had shared the night with. As he juggled all his belongs to his right hand, he used his free left hand to sweep his long blondish brownish locks out of his eyes to get a better look…
“AND WHAT THE FUDGE, THAT AIN’T NICKY? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?”
He wasted no time in slipping his tightie whities up his legs and over his buttocks, followed by the pair of skin-tight sun stressed jeans, his white tank top slipped on with ease even if it looked like it was compressing the life out of his muscles, before swooping a red and black tartan cowboy long sleeve over his mountain like shoulder. He made his way back over towards the bed and with a satisfied smirk on his face, he reached down to stroke a couple of messy strains of hair out of Danielle’s face as he looped them behind her ear. His hand moved from her face to her bare shoulder, which he gave a delicate little squeeze.
“I’MA SAY IT AGAIN, THAT AIN’T NICKY GEORGE… WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?”
The hunk of man meat was quick to turn on the balls of his feet, making his way from Danielle’s bedroom and into the living room. He didn’t stay for breakfast and had no intentions of making any either as he bypassed the kitchen as if it were on fire. He did stop however to grab his wrangler boots and his wide brimmed black Stetson, before reaching for the door and making his graceful but distasteful exit.
“DID THAT CHEEKY MOFO, JUST NAIL AND BAIL OUR LITTLE BUTTERFLY?
…
I’m going to need a moment; did he skip out on her or does he know that Nicky’s going to be home any minute now? Either way, I’ve got Aron AND Fenris on speed dial… That man right there... is one hundred percent fooked.”
The scene quietly faded on Danielle’s messy made-up face as she slept through the entire encounter, which in turn is a little creepy, but like you know sometimes you have to try a different style and step out of your comfort zones OKAY? Sheesh.
~~
Two months prior:
It was an average day at the Golden Ring Casino, even in the middle of a global pandemic people still poured through the front doors and risked their life’s savings at the tables. All the while lining their stomachs with some of the finest cocktails and beers on the Las Vegas strip. You would have thought that business would have slowed down for Daniel and his crew during this time, but if today was anything to go by it clearly hadn’t changed. Hour after hour money poured into the London Underground account as people fed the slot machines, stacked the tables all while wining and dining. The GRC really was a release for people, a place they could go to feel at ease with the craziness that was happening around the world, not only that there was always the appeal of running into your favourite Sin City Wrestler and to the local wrestling fans that offer was too much to pass up on.
Dani had completed the day shift, it wasn’t unlike her to swap each week from day to night, however this week stung as she would be working days while Nicky had been placed on the night roster. Danielle wouldn’t complain about it though, she was lucky enough to have a boss who rarely had the two on separate shifts. Still, it was going to suck tonight being apart for the first time in months. The young brunette cleaned down her station, gave a quick rundown the night bar manager Josie, before she made her way up the forbidden staircase towards the bosses offices.
Only certain staff had access pass this point. Danielle being one of the very lucky few as she made her way up the steps, taking one by one, it finally stuck her that she had been on her feet all day, in pinpoint heels behind the bar. She didn’t have to wear them, but she wanted to come across as professional in her management position, plus the extra height they gave her dominance, it made her feel like a powerful woman who could take on the world, all in her powerful stride. The last thing she wanted was to come across as weak, so she needed to fill the shoes of the job she was given.
As Danielle reached the top of the staircase she rolled her head from side to side, releasing a loud crack to scream out from her bones. She was exhausted, the day shift was only like seventy percent of what the nightshift was, but still she had spent the day ensuring that the bar was well and truly ready for the rush that was about to hit the casino. She set off along the hallway, directly in front of her was Daniel’s office that was also known as the observation deck, it was the room that hide behind the two-way mirrors at the top of the casino. It gave an amazing bird’s eye view of the casino floor, so there was no chance of anyone getting away with murder without him knowing. Nicky’s office was a little smaller than Daniel’s but still had the observation deck that lined one wall, it also contained a fully operational kitchen, bathroom and bedroom considering this is where Nicky had lived when he first came to America.
Danielle made a bee line towards Nicky’s door and just as she was about to reach up to knock, the door swung away from her, she didn’t get a chance to step inside as Nicky moved pass her to exit his office in a rush. Reaching out Nicky caught his future wife in his arms as she rocked forward from the speed of which the door was swung out from Infront of her. He had that typical trademark white toothy smile on his face, as Dani looked up at him already lost in his beautiful blue eyes.
“You’re heading out now, yeah?” Nicky questioned.
Dani just nodded as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck before her line of sight travelled down his arms towards his watch. Nicky didn’t have to be on the floor for another twenty minutes.
“Well, I was going to, but I’ve noticed we’ve got a few minutes to look over some wedding plans…” Danielle beamed with excitement.
She moved her hand away from the back of his neck, before she turned in his arms and headed towards the door of his office, reaching out she went to grab onto the handle to enter, but her hand was quickly shooed away by Nicky’s gigantic hand. Danielle looked up at Nicky, her eyebrows coming together in shock as she questioned him.
“What’s going on?” Her voice was a whisper.
“Nothing’s going on.” Nicky snapped back.
His tone sounded defensive, but Danielle chose to ignore it, maybe he was just tired. Nicky had been working odd hours lately and she knew that the first day of switching from day to night shift was always the worse for him as it put him in a mood. Nicky could sense that Danielle was over thinking things, so he quickly brought his hands up to the side of her face, cupping her cheeks before pressing his lips onto her hers.
“Nothing is going on I promise, I just don’t have time right now… and I know that if we go in there, we won’t be coming out for well over an hour and I have to start work in eighteen minutes.” He spoke so coolly.
Danielle playfully slapped his chest, before she rested her open palm on his black buttoned up business shirt. Her fingers slid across the fabric making their way towards the top button. She looped the black button into the buttonhole, closing the gap between his shirt, to hide the very nape of his neck, choking him a little.
“Okay fine… but you owe me.” Dani sighed. “I’ll see you at home yeah, for breakfast?” She questioned.
Her tone trying to be a little more upbeat as she knew this week was going to be hell for her. Nicky just reached over to her and wrapped her up in his arms, before kissing the top of her head.
“Love, I wouldn’t miss your pancakes for anything in this world.” Nicky swooned.
Danielle wrapped her arms around Nicky’s waist and held on for a long as she could in this hug, she never wanted to let him go but she couldn’t get to greedy she was lucky enough to work with her future husband, she didn’t need to give Daniel any reason to fire her for distracting one of the bosses. Even with heels on Danielle had to rock herself forward onto her tippy toes to reach Nick’s face to steal a little kiss from him before she took a step back.
“Stay safe tonight, I love you…” Danielle shyly spoke.
“I love you too Danielle.” He replied.
His bad boy British accent still sent chills down her spine whenever he spoke sweetly to her. Danielle couldn’t believe how lucky she was to have Nick as her future husband, but she wasn’t going to question it. Nicky just draped his right arm over her shoulders before he walked with Danielle towards the staircase. Leading her down step by step. Once they reached the bottom, Dani moved away from Nicky, as she made her way towards the exit. She was too busy smiling replaying the “I love you too Danielle” over and over in her head to realise that Nicky didn’t even bother to watch her leave, he had turned on the soles of his shoes and made a calm yet rushed dash back upstairs.
~~
“Hold up, hold up… HOLD UP… are you trying to say that Nicky George is cheating on Danielle Weston? I mean that was some major sketchy arse moves from that tall meaty blonde dreamy biker. Maybe I’m reading into this a little too much, I’m going to need MORE evidence before I cast an evil spell on his stupidly good-looking arse. Continue with the story please, flashback guru.”
~~
It was a long night for Dani, as stupid at that sounds. Danielle had found a safe place being with Nicky each and every night. You see with an awful past like hers, it was only natural to feel on edge when she was alone at night, the thoughts of her abusive past would always come back to haunt her. Danielle couldn’t even venture next door as Fenris and Aron where off doing their own things, it was still a little icy between the two of them but they sure as hell were being the best big brother’s to Dani checking in on her, whenever they got a spare moment. Fenris would often pop over to watch movies or drag Dani out of bed to go on stupid runs at God knows what hour in the morning. Yet even that wasn’t in the wood works for this morning.
During the night Dani held onto her iPhone with a sense of desperation, she knew Nicky would always send her a goodnight text to reassure her that he was still thinking of her and that everything would be alright. However tonight was different, no message from Nick came through it was just silence on his end, even after Dani had sent him an onslaught of messages all in a row. She could be a little over the top at times, but she needed to hear from him before resting her eyes and going to bed. Though the more she tried to fight sleep this time round, the more she was met with harsh thuds of her eyes lids slamming shut in defiance.
It didn’t take long for morning to break and after waking up in a cold sweat, the first thing Danielle did was roll over to check her phone. There was no messages, no missed calls, nothing just silence. There was a hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach, that she was desperate to shake, maybe Nicky had been slammed last night at work and didn’t get a spare second to fire off a message her way. It had to be that. There was no other reason, why he wouldn’t check in with her? As Danielle tried to shake the horrible feeling she rolled out of bed and completed her morning routine, make the bed, shower, get dressed and head into the kitchen to make breakfast.
Making her way into the kitchen Dani moved towards the fridge, reaching in to grab on to the orange juice. Nick was due home any minute now as the night shift was replaced with the morning cover and cleaners before the day shift workers made their way in little later in the morning. By habit alone she poured two glasses of OJ, before she moved towards the pantry reaching in a grabbing a remade pancake shaker that only required half a cup of water to make. Dani wasn’t good in the kitchen, but since living with Nicky she was trying her hardest to the be the happy home wife that he deserved. That didn’t mean Nicky wasn’t helpful around the house, he did his fair share of jobs, but cooking was Dani’s thing she had taken with both hands and was trying her best to run with. The twenty or so minutes it took to cook up some pancakes, bacon and eggs seemed like forever as usually Nick would walk through the door halfway through the mess that was being made in their kitchen and yet, this morning there was nothing but eerie silence.
The only noise that was being made what the thoughts inside Dani’s mind. Maybe he was injured? Maybe something happened at the casino? Maybe he was in a car accident? Maybe the building fell down on top of him and crushed him? All those irrational fears started to bubble away inside Dani’s mind, rushing towards her phone she quickly dialled his number, but it didn’t even ring, just went straight to voicemail. Danielle knew this was crazy, but she just felt as if something wasn’t right, she scrolled through her contacts looking for Mackenzie’s number she quickly dialled and yet, no answer. Danielle tried the same for Osbourne, Charlotte before gulping down her pride and trying to reach Daniel all of her calls ended the same, voicemail after voicemail. There was never time in a million years would all of them not answer their phones, they were glues to their phones. The feeling in the pit of Danielle’s stomach didn’t just feel like a crazy girlfriend second guessing her partner, it felt like the real fucking deal.
Danielle flicked everything off in the kitchen before she ran back into the bedroom, she quickly changed out of her comfy tracksuit pants and loose-fitting t-shirt and slipped on a pair of tight-fitting blue jeans, a pair of black boots, a skin-tight black shirt that she covered with a denim jacket. Danielle made a mad rush towards her front door, grabbing her purse, phone, and keys and before she could even collect her thoughts, she was racing down the staircase towards the underground carpark. She didn’t have the time of the patience to wait for the slow lift this morning, something wasn’t right, and she needed to get to the bottom of it.
The drive from her home to the Casino was fifteen minutes but Danielle was able to make it in twelve with the lack of traffic on the roads in the early hours of a Las Vegas morning. Soon enough she was parking in the staff carpark. Danielle rushed towards the backdoor of the casino, she reached for the handles to find that it was locked. Of course, it was locked, she just wasn’t thinking straight this morning. Moving towards the keypad she punched in her numbers allocated to her as she was part of the management team and with a buzz the door unlocked, and she was inside the building. As she moved through the back hallways, she noticed that the casino seemed to be closed. She couldn’t hear the kitchen staff getting ready for breakfast rush at the restaurant, she couldn’t hear any slot machines playing or even paying out to was just an eerie silence. Had Dani forgotten that today was the day the whole building was sanitised for COVID-19? Had Dani missed a memo about today being a crazy public holiday in London Land that Daniel was enforcing here in America? None of this made sense to her, Danielle rushed across the games floor before she stood frozen at the bottom of the steps.
Before she took off on and dramatic charge up the staircase Dani stopped herself. What if she rushed up them only to find all of London Underground in a meeting and she barrels in like a complete crazy person, Cassian already thought she was fruit loop, the last thing she needed was to give him actual evidence of that. Danielle went to turn on her heels and walk away from the stairs, maybe she just needed coffee and she could wait for Nicky to walk down the stairs and surprise him with breakfast at work this morning? She knew London Underground were secretive at times, she knew they had their own thing going on the last thing she wanted to do was encroach on that special family bond they all had. It wasn’t until she made her way halfway across the gaming floor that she heard and almighty thud.
With her guard up Dani spun around to see a body roll down the stairs before it piled up in a heap at the bottom. The person was still breathing, maybe they tripped? Dani went to rush over to see whom it was, but she didn’t get a chance as her feet refused to move. The sound of more footsteps were heard and suddenly the whole London Underground was now standing behind the limp body. Danielle watched as Osbourne scooped it up like it was nothing before he draped the body up over his shoulder as if he was taking out the trash. Osbourne and Cassian left the area, after getting instructions spoken to them by Daniel. Mackenzie and Charlotte were standing beside Daniel with wicked smiles on their faces, as they turned to face back up the stairs. That’s when Dani saw the long slender legs of a woman she had never met before. She was drop dead stunning with her long blonde hair, that cascaded down her chest. The small red dress was leaving very little to the imagination. The more Dani focused on the woman, the more she missed on what was being said between the group.
The Blonde shook hands with Mackenzie and Charlotte before throwing her arms around them for a hug, before she turned to look at Nicky and with all the confidence in the world she raised up to her tippy toes and pressed her lips against Nicky’s face, right on the side of his mouth to thank him. From this angle however it looked like a full-blown lip on lip kiss, the Blonde did the same to Daniel, but Dani had missed that, she was to focused on trying to breathe. Danielle could fell her heart being ripped out of her chest, no wonder Nicky was being so sheepish last night he had company. He was with HER! OF COURSE, HE WAS WITH HER, SHE WAS STUNNING. Dani couldn’t speak she just gathered all the courage she could to run away but in true Danielle Weston style it wasn’t a graceful exit, as she ran straight smack back into a table that was stacked high with glasses. The table rocked capturing the groups attention before the sound of breaking glass brought them all into the room at once, after all they were on high alert.
Daniel was in the room first and he witnessed the glass that was shattered on his floor, before Nicky rushed up beside him both men looking up at the same time to see the back of Dani’s head rushing through the kitchen area to get to the backdoor.
“FUCK!” Nick screamed.
It was the only thing he could think of before he set out after Dani. Daniel just shook his head from side to side, this was the last thing he ever wanted someone knowing their business that wasn’t in their family. To him, his brother David, and the rest of London Underground this was a killable offence. Dani was able to make it to her car, she slammed the door shut behind her locking it. Nick made it just in time to slam into the side if the car and Dani ripped it into drive and high tailed it out of the carpark, tears streaming down her face.
~~
“Um EXCUSE ME… what the actual fudge sticks? I never saw that coming… What an actual prickly pear of a hunky man that guy is. I’m furious for our little butterfly, poor Danielle… YOU DESERVE BETTER THAN HIM HONEY!!! I’m all of a sudden on team Fenris, he never liked Nicky from the beginning and now I know why… disgusting… cheater… yuck.
I’m pretty sure if you listen very carefully you can hear the faint chants of “Fenris is going to kill you” over and over again, but even more chilling “Aron’s gonna kill you.” That Nicky boys sure WAS good to look out, but like he dead now…
Dead to me, but also dead dead...
ANYWAYS, now it makes sense why a cowboy was sneaking out of Danielle’s apartment I mean, surely, it’s a little bit of revenge for this a little tit for tat… these new age relationships are hard to follow, but I’m going to need a little more closure on this ground breaking development in Danielle’s story.”
~~
Two weeks had passed since the ordeal at the Golden Ring Casino and even if Danielle didn’t know exactly what had happened, she was smart enough to keep her lips sealed. She did however refuse to turn up work, leaving the bar staff down a member in a time of need. Dani felt like shit for that, she loved her job at the bar, but she just couldn’t brave it. Had everything she ever known about London Underground been a lie? But then again what did she even know about them? All she knew is that they had taken her under her wing, given her a job when no one else would, supported her in the early days of her wrestling career, helped fund her mother expensive MS treatments, hell Daniel even picked her up off the side of the road when her car broke down, there was also that time she was being abused by Eli that Fenris had beaten the living shit out of him, wound up in jail and yet Daniel was able to talk the police down from charging Fenris with any sort of crime.
It had been selfish of Danielle to just walk away from her job, but she didn’t know how she could just walk back in and act like nothing had happened. For the two weeks she was away, she had missed serval calls from Mackenzie and Charlotte, she had even hidden in her own house when they came over to see her. it’s not like they could see her through the wooden door, but Dani still hid under the covers of her blanket on the couch and acted as if she was dead. For all she knew, they were coming to take her back to the Casino and do the same to her as that man who was tossed down a flight of stairs. Shockingly that wasn’t the one thing that was haunting her dreams, she had almost forgotten the sickening sound of his body piling up in a heap and all his bones crumpling under his own pressure.
Maybe there was something wrong with Danielle after all if it was so easy to dismiss that whole encounter. The one thing that haunted her was the image of the hot blonde kissing Nicky and if Danielle wasn’t mistaken, she swore she notice Nick pout his lips to return the favour. That could have been all in her head also, but she didn’t even see the blonde kiss Daniel on the night, so maybe she just had her wife to be blinkers on. It was the fact that she couldn’t trust Nick that was troubling her. I mean he had given her no reason to doubt him in the past and yet at the first moment of toughness instead of tackling the problem head on, Danielle thought it would be best to cut all contact from him. I mean it made sense to her, if Nick wasn’t going to share his whole life with her, even if that meant telling her the shocking details of his double life, why should she even give him the time of day to explain this?
As more days past, the more the messages increased but it wasn’t until she received one from Daniel Morgan, demanding her attendance for a meeting the following day. Danielle knew this wasn’t going to be good, she feared Daniel when he was like this, but for good reason, because obviously he was a very scary guy and now, she had proof of it.
Even with all those thoughts tumbling in her mind, like clothes in a dryer on laundry day, Danielle found herself at the bottom of the staircase at the Golden Ring Casino once more. She wasn’t dressed for work, she had mustered up the cutest outfit she could find in her closet, hoping that if Nicky did happen to see her, he could eat his heart out and witness what he would be missing for the rest of his life. Dressed to kill in a tight blue dress, with cute white heels Danielle made her way up the stairs, her long brown hair bouncing with each step as she wanted to get in and out before she had to speak with anyone. In her right hand was her phone while in her left hand was a large black bag. Dani made it to the top of the stairs, and she made a beeline for Daniel’s office she knocked on the door, she didn’t have to wait for an answer as the door swung forward as Mackenzie opened it awaiting her arrival.
Dani stepped into the room and instead of just seeing Daniel for a one-on-one meeting she noticed that the whole room was filled with the entirety of London Underground, well at least the members she knew about anyways. Cassian was standing by the observation glass, watching over the movements on the casino floor like a hawk. Mackenzie and Charlotte welcomed Dani with a smile that she couldn’t help but return. Osbourne looked at Dani from behind the desk as she stood behind Daniel who was seated behind his large timber desk. Her eyes scanned the room, in search of the one person she was dreading to see the most and there he was. Nicky had his back turned to Danielle, as if he was disappointed in her. He rested up against the back of chair, refusing to look back at her. Daniel pointed at the chair across from him and instructed Dani to take a seat, he didn’t even have to use words, his eyes said enough.
Dani took a seat, as a nervous lump formed in the pit of her throat that she was desperate to get rid of, with a forced swallow she looked around the room, was this going to be her last day on earth? Because is surely felt like it. Before Danielle could say anything the silence in the room was broken by the sound of Daniel’s voice.
“Nice of you to join us in the land of the living.” Daniel chuckled.
Dani just smiled shyly, for some reason she thought she was the one in trouble, even though she had witnessed their strange activity. Still Dani didn’t question what happened that night, she figured it wasn’t any of her business but now she just had to dump her stuff and run away from the only people that have made her feel welcomed in Vegas.
“I figure since there isn’t any plastic on the floor, I’ll get to leave with my life also?” Danielle nervously replied.
The group let out a little chuckle, if Dani had jokes it must have been a good sign. Well, everyone laughed apart from Nicky who still refused to acknowledge her presence in the room.
“I think we all need to have a little chat about what happened the other day?” Daniel started.
Before he could finish Danielle had cut him off.
“I really don’t think we do, I mean… I have a really bad memory, I mean I didn’t see a guy get tossed down the stairs, I saw a guy tumble and then I saw Os and Cass, be heroes and rush him off for medical attention… then I saw like just a group of girl pals all hanging out and hugging, followed by some guy getting kissed on the lips by some hot blonde.” Danielle’s tone dropped.
She moved back in her chair, trying to distract herself from the tears that were now welling up in her eyes.
“I didn’t see any of that… I mean I saw the obvious cheating of that guy.” She pointed at Nicky. “But everything else… seems like a normal Friday night in the casino.” Dani brushed it off.
Nicky moved his head back to look at her, Danielle could see his two black eyes that she figured was from lack of sleep, but it wasn’t until her eyes trailed down to his lips that she noticed it had been busted open. She was to furious to care, but the way the tears fell from her eyes was evidence enough to know that she was hurting because of him. As soon as Nick saw the tears stream down her face, he moved his head back to face the white wall in front of him. He couldn’t look at her, not like this, not after losing all control the morning after she had stormed out of his life. Nicholas was a violent man before Dani walked into his life, and since meeting her he had been doing everything in his power to put those urges to bed. Yet, as soon as he thought it was over for them, he lashed out and fell straight back into his old ways. Classic Nicky. Dani turned her attention back to Daniel who was glaring at her with fear provoking look.
“Look, I don’t want to know… I don’t need to know… I just came here today to say, I really appreciate everything you have ever done for me. From housing me, to picking me up on the side of the road, from the whole crap with Eli, giving me this job, helping me with my mom… I owe you all the world, you guys are my best friends and sure, I’m scared as hell right now about what is going to happen to me… but please let me explain that I will never tell a single sole about what happened here that night… it’s the least I could do for all of you.” Her voice broke. “I... I… I… just need a little time to process everything and I really don’t think I can do that, while still working here.” Danielle sighed.
She wasn’t giving Daniel a moment to speak, but he looked amused as he rocked back in his chair. Danielle lifted the black duffle bag up onto the table, it contained her uniforms and security badge and anything else she thought she had to give back to a job she was leaving. Standing up she looked down at her left hand at her ring finger and without a second thought she slid her engagement ring off her finger, placing it on Daniel’s desk beside her bag. Danielle just wanted to leave, she could feel the air in her lungs starting to boil over as if she was going to stop breathing at any second. She was scared, she thought she was trying to bargain for her freedom. There was no way Daniel was going to let Danielle just know a little bit of his story without ending the chapter before it started. Still Dani was going to make a run for it, getting up from her spot she turned on her heels and full knowing that the odds were against her she made her way towards the door.
“You can have two more weeks off, to sort your shit out… but we all expect you back to work in a fortnight.” Daniel started. “We didn’t build up one of the fastest rising casinos on the strip for nothing, I didn’t pick you as our bar manager and train you up to be the best in Vegas so you can run when things get a little prickly. Sure, there is somethings we need to work out, but if you’re willing to keep our secret Danielle… I’m willing to keep investing in you and your mother’s care.” He spoke directly.
There it was the slight little threat that Daniel had to enforce to ensure Danielle would keep her mouth closed.
“Take a break for the next two weeks, because when you return to work, everything will be as normal.” Daniel said sternly.
He was keeping her close, until he knew for sure Danielle wouldn’t rat them out to the police. Although when Danielle looked back, she thought for sure she saw a little bit of pain behind his eyes, as if he hated speaking to her this way but it was all he knew. Threats or murder if there was someone with intel to bring down his empire. Daniel couldn’t just have Dani killed, well he could, but when he looked around the room, he saw that everyone was wrestling with this. They had all become the closest friends and it seemed that Daniel was willing to give Danielle the benefit of the doubt. After all she was family.
Before Dani could speak, Mackenzie picked up her black bag from the table and threw it back at Dani who quickly caught it. Charlotte gave her a little wink before Dani smiled at them all, truth be told she loved each and every single one of them in the room, apart from Cassian he was a dick to her but everyone else held a special place in her heart. The thought of leaving them behind had killed her, but she didn’t know what to expect in a time like this. Dani just dropped her gaze down to the floor before she turned on her heels and made her way towards the doorway. It wasn’t until she was gone that Nick turned around and saw the engagement ring that he had brought for Dani on the table. Sealing the deal that she would be coming back to the Golden Ring Casino, but she wouldn’t be a part of his life anymore.
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“All I’m going to say is that I need tissues… and I still ship team Dicky or is it team Nanielle? I don’t know but my heart is bleeding right now… and I have some strange sort of liquid coming from my eyes… shut up you’re crying too.
And ohhh fiddle sticks, I forgot to press play so like you missed all of the footage ahhh well, looks like you guys won’t know what London Underground’s dirty secret is…
HAHA loopholes my friend.
LOOOOP HOLEESS!
Anyways, let get on with some focus, I think we have travelled down memory lane enough this week.”
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WOW!
I can’t believe that this Sunday night I will be back in front of the fans in the sunny state of California, inside the world known six-sided Sin City Wrestling ring. To say that I’m excited, well that would be a crazy understatement. I have been looking forward to my return to wrestling for a while now, but I never knew when the right time would be… so being the cheeky devil that I am I left my return in the hands of Fenris. I mean if he was willing to watch the Notebook for me to get my butt off the couch and back in the ring, then maybe just maybe I still had what it took to be a world know Sin City Wrestler?
I mean time will tell and if you haven’t guessed it, time was ticking away until this Sunday night where I would head back to the ring to face off against the on and only Keira Johnson. Not only is she the wife of my friend Roxi Johnson, but she is also a highly decorated, celebrated, and esteemed wrestler in her own right. Keira is pioneer in this sport, she has been doing it long enough to know the ins and outs of the ring, she knows all the moves, all the counters and all the stops it takes to be a champion and to be honest some matches she complete dominates and calls all the shots, so to think my return match is against someone with her calibre…
PINCH ME
I must be dreaming.
Talk about a challenge right off the bat, I mean I have either done something right with Christian and Mark with my return, hell maybe Candy is a fan of my work… or maybe just maybe this is a little bit of punishment for taking my sweet ass time to get back into the ring and back performing for the Sin City Wrestling fans. Who knows? And well I’ll never know… all I can do is lace my boots, put on my game face and head out to the ring this Sunday night and do what I do best… proving the world wrong.
I get it, many people will have me counted out this week… I mean the match is very high pressure and when it comes to my track record, I’ve been know to crack and crumble under the pressure… look at my debut into Sin City Wrestling, it took me four losses in a row to find my footing, it took me months to find my place in the crazy talented female roster that SCW has to offer, but if my memory serves me correctly once I found my place, once my feet hit the ground, I started running I became one of the best of the best, climbing towards the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship… a championship that I held with pride and was able to safely defend for one hundred and fourteen days.
I even beat the unbeatable Alicia Lukas…
Early in her career when everyone else was struggling to say her name without fear, I looked her dead in the eye and took her to hell and back.
All in the name of friendly competition. All in the nae of glory and all for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship.
It wasn’t easy but nothing in life worth having is, so rest assured to all the doubters out there I will be coming back this Sunday night at Climax Control with my boxing gloves on. I’ll have my war paint on, my theme song pumping and once I enter that arena, you can bet your last penny that all eyes will be on me.
No to sound stuck up or anything, but lets be real, half of you will want to see me drown the rest of you will be praying I swim and trust me, I plan on swimming an Olympic mile just to prove to everyone that I earnt my spot back on the Sin City Wrestling bombshell roster.
I didn’t just flip a coin when I asked Fenris to watch the Notebook, that was all tongue in cheek, that was me being the little brat princess sister he is used to. Truth is I have been working my arse off for months to get back into ring form, I’ve lusting for this moment for weeks, I’ve been sweating it out in the gym just so I can learn more tricks, more moves, and more counters so I knew when I came back, I would give the fans the rides of their lives. So, I could put on a show and prove to them, that I left for a reason and that reason was to better myself… because the better I can be in the ring, the better show they get to witness every time I step foot inside it.
Now let’s get down to business and by business, I mean one the reasons behind my return, you see it was presented to me that my return would coincide with the Bombshell Internet Championship and at first, I was a little ruffled about what type of message that would send, having to come back only to throw myself towards a golden opportunity, but then again… I figured what the heck? Everyone else is doing it, why not dip my toe back into he water by going after the Gold, I mean if it’s good enough for J2H it’s good enough for all of us am I right?
My climb towards the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Championship won’t be stopping in round one, I don’t care how good Keira Johnson is inside the ring, because I refuse to give up, I refuse to bow to pressure, and I refuse to let my return to Sin City Wrestling be clouded with a loss. I started my career with back-to-back failures and believe me that’s a pain I never want to experience again, I refuse to be plagued by doubt, I refuse to be overshadowed by my fears and that is why this Sunday night I will look you dead in the eyes Keira and I will bring everything I have to the ring. I will run circles around you if I have to just to wear you down, I will blindside you with new moves and I will send you packing, I will send you scrambling, and I will have you second guessing your next move in Sin City Wrestling.
I’d like to say it’s not personal and this is all business the truth is, my return match this Sunday night is very personal to me, and I refuse to be crippled by defeat so early into my comeback tour. So, Keira, Climax Control is going to be a very teachable moment for you, it’s just sadly like all the other matches you have you won’t be the ring master, you’ll be one sat down, benched, put in time out… as you’re forced to watch my hand be raised in victory… because this is my time, this is my moment in the sun. I have to make up for lost time and while you have still been in Sin City Wrestling while I’ve been gone, you have your moments, you have had countless chances, hell you even became the World Bombshell Champion… you’ve had your time and no I’m not calling you old, nor am I saying your past your prime… I’m just saying you had opportunities, while I’ve been slogging it out, begging for in ring clearance. You’d had magic moments and it’s time for me to step up and once again have mine.
I want to feel the burn of all the spotlights on me. I’ve worked my fingers to the bone for this. I’ve bled for this, and I will deny anyone who thinks they can take this new chance away from me.
It took a long time to heal my shoulder, it took even longer to heal my heart when it came to the heart break this career served me with in my last run in Sin City Wrestling…
I had everything ripped away from my grasps, I had my dreams shattered, I’ve had endless nights of pain and I don’t want to suffer anymore.
Your legacy will always shine in Sin City Wrestling, your path you have blazed will always be an inspiration to me and that’s why when I’m forced to beat you this Sunday it will be a bitter sweet moment for me. Tears of sorrow will stream down my face because I know that beating you, means that I have to take out one of my biggest muses in this world... but forgive me Keira tears of joy will course down my cheeks also, because I know deep down, I can beat you and not just that I simply must beat you.
No ifs, no buts about it.
There is no other outcome for me this Sunday.
It’s not do or die a Climax Control…
Its win or win for me.
