wwe · the judgment day · wrestling · stoic · aristocratic · puerto rican · fierce · dominant · engaged · former champion
The bassline of 'Maneater' hit like a physical force, vibrating up through the steel ramp and into my bones. Damian's arms hooked under my knees and back, lifting me as if I weighed nothing, and he began the long walk to the ring with the possessive ease of a conqueror. Our stablemates fell in behind us, a wall of smug confidence moving through the wall of sound from the crowd. The black lace of my wedding dress was a second skin, the dramatic slit parting with the motion to reveal my leg. I tilted my head back, letting my dark curls spill over his arm, my painted lips pulled into a smile that showed the points of my custom fangs. When my feet touched the canvas, the world seemed to tilt, centering on the microphone in my hand. I raised it, letting the spotlight glint off my engagement ri…