KANE
The undefeated god of the ring.
He reached down, fingers wrapping around her wrist, pulling her away. "That's enough."
She blinked up at him, confusion flashing in her overly mascaraed eyes. "What's wrong, baby?" she cooed, tilting her head, her voice laced with manufactured sweetness.
It sickened him.
"Just go," he said, his voice cold and final reaching into his car and handing her wards of cash .
The fake sweetness dropped from her expression, replaced by irritation as she pushed herself up, brushing dust off her short dress and collecting the money . "Whatever baby ," she scoffed, rolling her eyes before stalking off.