A/N I love you guys hope you love the story as much as I do.

After Monday Night Raw, Monday, June 4th, 2014.

Randy's POV

God he was so perfect. His hair, his eyes, his tattoos, his ass. The way it fit into my hands like it was made to be mine. And it would be very soon.

It was not secret his marriage was falling apart. Divorce rumors were everywhere, and even though I didn't believe them, it was completely obvious they were true. The man practically melted in my hands and I knew he hadn't been getting the sexual release he so desperately needed, the release he deserved.

Honestly after my marriage went downhill the only thing keeping me from getting drunk every day was Alana. I needed something to relieve stress, anything. Hunter noticed this and brought me to a club he often went to when he needed to get away from Stephanie. Well imagine my surprise when I find out this guy was taking me to a gay bar, not just that but a gay bar with a BDSM area sectioned off. They even had a dungeon in the basement and rooms for the members to carry their subs off to.

I had no idea how he knew about the place or what he did there but I didn't care. I lost myself in subs, did dom training every time I was in the city, and now everyone there knows my name. Then I found a place similar too it in St. Louis, only difference was that everyone knew it was a BDSM club, they didn't even try to hide it. I became a head dom there and life was good. Everytime I went home I spent time with my daughter during the day then got my fill during the night.

Soon though I realised I didn't like seeing all the other doms with one sub that they could call their own. I wanted my own sub whose sole purpose in life was to serve me and me only. But I also had this constant need for control every second of everyday and I couldn't have that with a new sub every night. All the subs at the club were far too boring for me to be with them full time. There were a few that I would hit twice maybe even three times but none that would satisfy me for a lifetime.

Then the perkiest ass I'd ever seen shows up on the TV and I realise it belongs to none other than Roman Fucking Reigns. The man was a total asshat with a horrible attitude. At first I hated the guy but then I thought back to my predicament. And I thought to myself, 'Breaking him would be so much fun'. Ever since then he was on my mind 24/7.

Now I had him. He was in my grasp and I was not about to let him go. When he walked past me with Ambrose under his arm his eyes met mine. Not his real eyes, although the contacts didn't make them any less beautiful. He stopped moving and he didn't even realize it. He stared me down and all I could do was smirk feeling how tense he was from my seat. Ambrose pulled on his shirt and the two of them walked away.

"Fucking bastard needs to learn to keep his hands to himself" my attention was turned to the grumpy man sitting across from me. Seth Rollins. He'd been bitching and complaining about his boy toy ever since we got backstage after he hit him in the back with a chair. It was so obvious those two were together I don't get why no one else believes it. I've talked to Seth about it but the kid always denies it.

"Stalking Ambrose again are we" I teased making Seth turn his glare towards me. I only smiled, I enjoyed angering him, his angry face was nothing. "So you weren't just having a staring contest with Reigns. You're just as obsessed as I am" he leaned back in his seat folding his arms across his chest, a stupid smug look on his face. What an ass.

Obsessed. No I wasn't obsessed. I didn't need to be. Reigns was mine even if he didn't know it yet. He was. I knew Ambrose was no threat to me. His reaction told to what Seth had just done told me he was in love and there was no changing that. I also knew that Roman saw Dean as nothing more than a brother. But Seth, Seth was too stubborn to believe that. He glared at anyone who spoke Ambrose's name like somehow lasers would come from them and desintigraten someone.

"The difference between you and me Rollins. I get what I want you sit around and mope while you watch what you want walk away. It's sad really. You want him Rollins? Take him. Make him yours. He needs to know his place and unless he goes all safe word on you then you need to stop being such a pussy" I said bluntly stealing the bag of chips from his hands. I ignored the shocked look on his face and finished the bag before throwing it into the trash can. "Come on we're riding partners now and I need to be at the hotel ten minutes ago" standing up, I grabbed my water walking away from him.

Seth was ranting to me then entire ride to the hotel and I honestly just wanted to punch him in the throat. It was amusing at first now I just hated him. We arrived at the hotel and I got out with my bags so Seth could go pick up food. I walked into the hotel and saw Reigns standing next to the elevator, on his phone, alone.

Perfect.

I grabbed a bell boy by the arm and told him to watch my stuff before making my way over to the distracted samoan. "Tough night?" I spoke with my signature smirk just to piss him off even more. When he looked up at me I could tell he was still flustered from the moments before. Honestly it was hot as hell, especially with the anger in his eyes. That angered would be turned to lust very soon.

"Fuck off Orton. If we weren't in public I'd kick your ass right here" He spat at me with a growl. His tough act was cute but getting old. I just shook my head at me and put my hand on the wall beside his head. "You've got a mouth on you Reigns. Maybe I should put it to better use" I whispered just loud enough for him to here. I could tell he wanted to look disgusted as his body tensed up, but failed miserably. "Why so quiet? You like that idea? I'd make your mouth so sore you wouldn't want to talk to anyone for days" the elevator dinged making me look towards it, "That's my cue. Enjoy the rest of your night."

As Ambrose came out of the elevator I started towards the bell boy watching my things. I could hear him ask Reigns what happened and I couldn't help but smirk when it took him a while to respond. He was wrapped around my finger already. Now all I had to do was get him alone. Which might be hard since Ambrose is being all mopey and probably won't let him go. But I've got Rollins to help with that. He's not really a bad guy. Maybe I could teach him a thing or two.

Another chapter yay! I love this ship tbh guys plus a little Ambrollins here and there. Hope you guys are loving it. Comment or vote if you are!! Love yas!