Chloe
The one thing I never expected was for Joe to ask me to marry him in front of millions of people at WrestleMania. It felt like a dream. Although the ordeal with Galina and Joshua wandering around had me anxious, I needed to stop caring about them and focusing more on Joe and our baby.

After hearing everyone congratulating us on our engagement, I was feeling like the luckiest woman alive. How could I not feel lucky?

"Hey babe." Joe says, "Would you wanna go out to dinner and celebrate our engagement?"

"I'd love that!"

He smiles, "Then it's settled, and Chloe?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm paying for the entire meal, no questions asked."

I laughed, "Alright, I'll let you pay for everything."

"Good. Because I was planning on doing that anyways."

Joe and I finally left the arena and made our way to the nearest Dallas restaurant. Sadly, the fans were beginning to swarm us and I felt more annoyed than anxious.

We were suddenly bombarded by the paparazzi and TMZ.

"Hello! We are from TMZ." A cameraman said.

"Congratulations, Roman Reigns and Chloe, on your engagement. Are you both planning to have a baby?"

The one thing I kept quiet about was my pregnancy with our child. Not only would it draw attention, but also make its way back to Galina and Joshua and I didn't need them finding out I was pregnant.

"Who knows what the future holds? We're just more than excited to become husband and wife." I said.

"How adorable! Mind if we..."

"No, we don't want anymore questions and we'd like to be left alone." Joe says, gently grabbing my hand.

"Let's get out of here baby."

We finally escaped TMZ and the entire paparazzi. We decided to skip our planned dinner for the night due to the paparazzi and crazy fans.

Joe
When we made it back to the nearest hotel and checked-in for the night, I looked to my side and seen Chloe sitting at a chair all alone. Confused, I walked over towards her after getting our hotel key.

"Hey baby. Are you okay?"

She nods, "Yeah."

"I know when you're lying to me."

"Can we talk about it when we're in our room?"

"Yeah, sure." I replied, "We can talk about it in a few minutes."

Chloe and I spent the next few minutes finding our hotel room for the night and when we did, she walked over to the couch and sat down.

"Now that we're here." I say, sitting next to her, "What's wrong?"

"It's the whole paparazzi thing and I don't like it. I don't know how you do it and I don't want our baby to be involved with it either."

"I know baby." I sighed, "I hate it too, but..."

"We couldn't even celebrate our engagement dinner together because of them."

I felt defeated and looked down at the ground for a moment, "I'll make up for this, Chloe."

She paused, "No, none of this was your fault. You don't have to make up for anything. It's because you're a famous wrestler; and I'm your fiancée so they're gonna focus on your lifestyle because that's what the media wants. They want to know every little detail about someone's life and I hate it!" She sighs, "And Joe, I'm just worried that Galina and Joshua will see our engagement video and they'll be out for blood."

"Let those bitches try. I'm not allowing anyone to touch you or our baby."

"Are you sure? I know you're always busy and I'm afraid of what could..."

I looked down at Chloe's stomach as the bump began to look bigger than before. I silenced myself and ran my hand around her stomach and felt a small kick.

"Did you feel that, babe?"

"Feel what?"

"The baby. It's kicking."

"It is?"

"Yeah." I replied, taking Chloe's hand in mine and pressing it gently against her stomach until she could feel it, "You should feel it in a second."

After a moment passed, another kick happened and I couldn't stop flashing a smile.

"Oh my gosh, Joe..."

Chloe started becoming emotional and the tears began to well-up in her eyes as she fell into my embrace.

My voice deepened, "Ou te puipuia oe."

She looked up with confusion.

"It's Samoan for I'll protect you and our baby."

"You're the best, babe." She presses her lips against mine, "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I'll always be here for you both. As a future husband and a father, it's my duty to make sure you both are always safe with me."

She wrapped me in her embrace and I held her close to my body without hesitation.

"However Chloe, I'm so sorry that TMZ and the paparazzi are causing issues with the both of us. I couldn't help myself; and I wanted to show the entire world the woman of my dreams." I apologized.

"I loved that and don't apologize! I've never had anyone go out of their way to make me feel special before."

"Really?" I replied, "At least I'm the first man to make you feel special because you deserve it."

"Thank you, Joe." She says.

"You're welcome."

We both crawled into bed and we were exhausted from escaping the paparazzi. We weren't in the mood to have anything to eat for the night after that small altercation.

A few hours passed and I wrapped my arms around Chloe carefully. She rolled over and I could feel the top of her head brushed up against my beard. She looked so beautiful and I couldn't wait to officially become her husband someday.

Before I closed my eyes for the night, I leaned closer to Chloe and whispered, "Oute alofa ia oe."

Galina
It's been a few weeks ever since Joshua and I were planning to come up with a better game plan to take out both Joe and Chloe. But how?

"What are we going to do?" I asked.

"I don't know, you tell me."

As the small, beaten up television struggled to find a signal, we noticed two familiar figures on the screen.

"It was a beautiful ending to WrestleMania as two lovers became engaged. Nope, not from the crowd! Roman Reigns and his beloved girlfriend, Chloe Levine, have officially become engaged after Roman's title match against the Beast Incarnate, Brock Lesnar!"

Joshua and I listened to the whole thing and looked at each other with disgust.

"Are you fucking kidding me? They're engaged?"

"Joe was so damn quick to hook up with that little bitch. He was supposed to be all mine!"

"And Chloe was supposed to be all mine." Joshua said through his teeth.

My eyebrows began to furrow and my nose wrinkled at the disgusting sight of my ex-husband and his girlfriend sharing a kiss on the screen.

"What do you propose we do, Joshua?"

He scoffed, "We're gonna kill them. If we can't have them, nobody can."

"Exactly. Let's find a strategy and take their asses out."