I looked out the window of my suite at the hotel and smiled to myself. I never imagined running a hotel in my life, but it just happened suddenly.

My dad, Ric Flair was a multi-millionaire and a world wide hotel owner. He owned hotels in New York, Los Angeles, and other major cities. However, my heart belonged to the one in Las Vegas.

Recently, my dad had been diagnosed with a heart condition, and the doctor told him to stop all business endeavors.

So, that left me in charge of running the hotel for a few months. My sister, Meghan had no interest, neither did my brother David. That left me to defend the Legacy Hotel in Las Vegas.

I had always been told to fight for what I thought for what was right, and the hotel was no exception. The hotel inspector was supposed to be coming next month, and I needed to get my staff under control.

The hotel was most famous for our dining experience. The staff that my dad had hired were all my friends in high school, which sometimes made things a bit awkward.

I felt bad sometimes for bossing them around, but that was my job. Becky Lynch, Dean Ambrose, Sasha Banks, Alexa Bliss, and Seth Rollins were all employed at the Legacy Hotel.

My only friend missing from childhood was Bobby Roode.

Our parents were business partners for the majority of our lives, so Bobby and I would always hang out together at business meetings.

However, one year, Sebastian Roode decided to not be partners with my father anymore and became the owner of Glorious Enterprises.

I won't lie, it hurt me.

Bobby went with his father, as any loyal son would, and I haven't spoken to him in five years.

Over the past five years, however, the hotel had boomed in business, and I couldn't have been happier.

I grew up in this hotel, and seeing how it had grown, made me smile. The hotel was like a part of me, and it always will be.

Suddenly, I heard my room being buzzed.

"Miss Flair, you're needed in the lobby, a fight has broken out," I heard Becky state from the front desk.

I sighed and threw my head back in frustration. I figured it was probably Dean Ambrose, as he was always getting in fights with the people of the hotel.

I put on a black dress, and took my hair down. My long blonde hair fell past my shoulders and down my back, flowing just how I liked it.

I took the elevator down, and was greeted by familiar faces who were regulars at the hotel. Some of them had watched me grow up.

"Charlotte, good to see you this morning. If you ever need help, call me," Hunter told me as I grabbed my coffee.

Hunter and my dad had been friends for what seemed like forever. When my dad was first starting out, he formed a group of men who have paved the way of the Legacy.

Randy Orton, Triple H; or Hunter as he liked to be called, and Dave Batista.

They have all been like Uncles to me ever since I was younger. They've helped mold me into who I am today.

"Thanks Hunter, I will. You take care," I said as he waved goodbye.

I remembered that Becky said something about a fight, but I hadn't even witnessed any traces of a fight. The hotel looked and seemed normal to me.

All of a sudden, I heard a glass shatter.

"I thought I told you whiskey you son of a bitch!" I heard a familiar voice tell.

Sebastian Roode.

"Sir, with all do respect, I can't serve you alcohol until twelve P.M.," I heard Dean answer.

I knew this wasn't going to end well. Sebastian Roode never took no for an answer.

Especially from a waiter.

"Get me that damn whiskey, or I will have you fired."

I was about to interfere, when I saw another familiar face walk through the doors of the hotel.

Bobby Roode.

Man, he hadn't lost his looks. He was in a suit, as usual, and his muscles were very visible through the jacket he wore. He went to his father and pulled him back.

"Dad, the waiter said no."

"Son, shut your mouth before I do it for you."

I walked over to them. I had butterflies in my stomach, as Sebastian Roode had always scared me.

"Gentleman, I'm sorry to disturb you, but my waiter here said no, and we don't start serving alcohol until noon, so if you'd like some, you'll have to come back then," I said as I looked over at Dean.

I looked over at Bobby, who had made eye contact with me. He flashed me a smile and I just blushed a little.

"Seeing that we're all finished here, I have other matters to attend to," I said as I turned on my heel, but Bobby grabbed my hand.

"Charlotte, are you just going to act like you don't know me?" Bobby asked once I was facing him.

"No, but your father just made an abrupt scene in my hotel," I told him as I put my coffee on the bar top behind me.

"I know, and I'm sorry about that, but you know how he is," he started. "Let me make it up to you to lunch later."

I sighed and then agreed to his lunch outing.

I was going to talk to Bobby Roode for the first time in five years.

This was going to be interesting.

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