hey gals and guys,

So here's a fresh, new story for all of youse. Well, to be honest, I actually wrote this story a little while ago and just recently decided to share it and publish it. This one won't involve too much wrestling/combat action, sorry. However, the genre's Romance and not Action so...that explains why there will be a lack of wrestling action.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy it as much as my other works. If you're a Shakespeare-nerd, the title might be a little familiar but rest assured, this will be nothing like a good old Elizabethan play ;-) This will be about Dean Ambrose (DISCLAIMER : unfortunately, I don't own him)

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The old Toyota sedan's air conditioning did very little to compensate for the humid summer atmosphere. The sun, like a fiery fireball embraced the surroundings with the third, consecutive one-hundred-something degrees weather for the week. The old car's tires screeched when the driver stepped on the brake just in time for the red light. Inside the car, Joan Jett's 'Bad Reputation,' played loudly in maximum volume, it left the old car in a trembling state from the vibration of the bass.

"I don't give a damn about my reputation! You're living in the past it's a new generation!" enthusiastically, the group inside the car sang together in unison at the top of their lungs. Randi stepped down on the gas and raced through the road the minute the traffic lights turned green, the girls with her giggled as reaction from the sudden turn of speed before they continued to sing along with Joan Jett at the top of their lungs. Three years with the Levesque girls and Randi has fallen in love with them more than ever. She was given the task today to pick the girls up since the school year just finished, now the best part of her job is yet to come and that is when she reunite the girls with their parents.

"Randi, Murphy licked my ice cream!" the four year old Vaughn complained from the backseat of the car while she pointed her finger at her six year old sister, Murphy in accusation. Randi slowed her speed down as she followed the GPS's instruction through the noisy bickering between Vaughn and Murphy which their eight year old older sister, Rory soon joined.

"Girls! Stop," through the noise, Randi raised her voice in the car. "We're almost there, please, just wait for a few more minutes, okay? We'll get some more ice cream once we get to the arena," she informed the girls and Vaughn seemed assured by it the most. "So who's excited to see Mommy and Daddy" she wondered out loud while she turned the car towards another street under the GPS's instruction. From the rear view mirror, she saw Vaughn raise her hand enthusiastically.

"Me! Me! Me!" the little girl exclaimed and Randi chuckled at the little one's excitement.

From her years of service as the secretary of one of the Principal Owner of one of the top pro-wrestling companies in the country, Randi has done a lot of task for Stephanie McMahon Levesque and her husband Hunter. One of them was her all-time favourite and that's when she reunite the children with their parents whenever the children were able to. "Soon, Vaughny, very soon," she assured the little one. Over the past three years that she had been working for Stephanie, she had proven her boss her flexibility and ability to adapt to all sorts of situation, she proved Steph that she was able to manage corporate meetings while paying the kids' school fees at the same time over the years. That was the reason why Randi Sinclair had been greatly valued by her boss.

Vaughn had fallen fast asleep by the time they arrived at the arena. Randi was left with the task to carry the little girl in her arms while Rory and Murphy followed her inside. It was only four in the afternoon and the show was hours away but the crew was kept occupied and busy with the preparation for it. With Vaughn's drool acting as the culprit for the dampness of Randi's shoulder, she securely carried the little girl while she answered Murphy's demands for food. "We'll get the ice cream soon, first we have to meet up with Mommy and Daddy," she informed the little girl who pouted at her, impatient and in need of her ice cream.

"Randi, are you watching the show with us later?" out loud, Rory next to her asked. "Please tell me you are, I don't like sitting there with Vaughn and Murphy by ourselves," quickly, the girl added as a sigh escaped Randi's lips.

"I wasn't really told about watching the show, Rory," she admitted, the look of dismay on the eight year old's face was obvious. "Hey, cheer up, if your Mom and Dad won't need me for the evening, I'll try to find a seat near you and the girls, okay?" she tried to assure the girl.

"I'll tell Mom that I need you, she'll allow you to be with us for sure," Rory grinned up at her upon expressing the idea that bubbled in her mind. They headed further into the arena, through the path that led backstage. Vaughn slept soundly in Randi's arms and as they walked past a few familiar faces of the company's famous superstars, Randi didn't missed the look of intrigue that crossed their faces. She walked past them with the girls, well aware that they talked about her behind her back and the smiles they sent her way was nothing but phony. She was a real life heel as they deemed her, ever since she made that report about a superstar called Drew Mcintyre and filed a complaint to the authority about his rude behaviour towards her, a day later and he was released from his contract under Stephanie's orders. It didn't end there, she also filed reports about the diva the public knew as Aksana concerning her appearance on other wrestling companies while still using her copyrighted name and the superstar, Theodore Long concerning his questionable luxurious expenditure that left him with mountains of debt from his credit card interest, both had been released also. Because of that and many of her other actions, many had been cautious of her. She was a snitch but that's why her boss valued her, she was best to have for business.

They stopped in front one of the dressing room and since her hands were occupied with the task of holding Vaughn, Randi allowed the excited Murphy to open the door. The conversation in the room immediately stopped when Murphy, in excitement to see her parents for the first time in weeks leaped into her father's arms. "Daddy I missed you!" Murphy exclaimed and a soft chuckle escaped her father, Hunter's lips as he picked his little girl up.

"I missed you too baby," he replied before he turned his attention to Randi and Rory who both stood by the doorway. Rory did the same as Murphy and ran up to her Dad, embracing him tight. Hunter's companion, a trio of superstars watched the interaction quietly. "Did she fell asleep on the way again?" Hunter turned towards Randi who carried Vaughn.

"I think she ate a little too much for lunch," it was Rory who came up with the answer for Randi that made not only her Dad but the group of men with him chuckle.

"She was too excited last night, she hardly slept," Randi replied as she handed the sleeping Vaughn to her keen father. It's been a while since he held his youngest daughter and Hunter smiled at the sleeping girl in his arms.

"Daddy, can Randi watch the show with us tonight?" pleadingly, Rory came to her Dad to beg. "Please, please, please," the little girl pleaded. It was almost surprising for the three staff member who stood quietly in the room. Since when did anyone ever begged to have Randi's company? That was the question that they curiously wondered. Hunter nodded towards the direction of the door in response and when Rory turned to look, she saw her Mom who stood next to Randi. "Mommy!" happily, both Murphy and Rory ran up to their mother for the heart-warming reunion. "Mommy, can Randi watch the show with us? We need Randi with us tonight," again, Rory asked.

Stephanie chuckled as she turned to look at her secretary. "They love you too much, Randi, they won't even ask me to watch the show with them, instead, they want you," chuckled Stephanie before looking back down at her girls. "Okay, okay, Randi will be with you girls tonight, alright? Now enough with the puppy eyes."

With his youngest daughter still fast asleep in his arms, Hunter turned to look at the trio who were still in the room. "Sorry about that boys, you guys can go ahead and enjoy your afternoon, we'll see you tonight," he nodded at the trio. Randi avoided eye contact as much as she possibly could as the group of three walked past her on their way out of the office but upon hearing Steph call her name, she looked up and as result, her hazel eyes met a pair of baby blue eyes focused her way. Immediately, she turned away and shifted her attention to Stephanie.

Jonathan Good followed his comrades out of the office and into the corridors that led out of the arena. He listened to the two-tone haired man, Colby comment about the dreaded employee that the company has, Randi Sinclair. Unlike a number of the staff, they don't really hate Stephanie's secretary due to her snitching and wretched ways, the three of them are nothing but new to the company's main roster and right now, all they heard about Stephanie's secretary was nothing but stories that left them cautious of her, very cautious. She's a shrew, apparently, and was responsible for not only making women cry but men too.

"Hey Jon, I dare you to tame the supposedly shrew," offered Colby and it earned a chuckle from the Samoan, Joe who obviously considered the challenge as nothing but ridiculous.

"Sorry, I'm not interested," Jon responded back lazily. He recalled the brunette secretary, a pretty face, nice body but he can find many of those in the local bar, he doesn't need to go through so much trouble to get his cock sucked.

"If I offer you a yearlong supply of beer, would you do it?" offered Colby with a chuckle.

"When do I start?" responded Jon with a grin.