Joe was more than determined to know who this mysterious woman was. The fact he managed to finally get her attention made him even more infatuated with her. She had the body of a goddess and her smile was infectious. This woman had him staring her down like a hawk.

However, this mysterious woman escorted him into a private room inside of the strip club and sat on his lap. She looked deep into his eyes that were full of excitement. She was gorgeous in his eyes. Her long, black curly hair was cascaded down to her shoulders and her gaze was sultry.

"What would you want me to do, handsome?" She asks, twirling her finger around a small strand of his long, jet black hair with a seductive tone of voice, "I'll be more than glad to give you a little dance."

Joe's eyes shifted towards her face and he cocked a smile, "I appreciate that you'd wanna give me a little lap dance," he began, his voice soft yet firm, "but I'd rather get to know you better first and foremost."

The woman arched an eyebrow in surprise, her gaze studying him intently, "You're different," she replied with a hint of admiration in her voice, "Most men don't come here for conversation."

He chuckled, "I'm more of a silent observer than a talker, baby."

His playful attitude made this woman nervously bite her lip while still insisting on giving Joe a dance, one that he'd never forget. But to her surprise, he denied her and focused more on who she was as a person instead of some ordinary stripper.

Joe then offered her a small smile, his eyes sincere, "I'm not like most men. I know they wanna come in here and get a little dance from you and probably wanting some pussy, but I'd rather get to know you more importantly."

And so, instead of the usual exchange of money for entertainment, they embarked on a different kind of dance; a dance of words and shared secrets. As they talked, Joe discovered layers to the woman that he never would have imagined, each revelation drawing him further into her orbit.

By the time their conversation came to an end, Joe realized he had learned more about her in those moments than he ever could have through a mere lap dance. And as they parted ways a half hour later, he couldn't help but to feel grateful for the unexpected connection they had forged in the most unlikely of places.

"Come back whenever you can, Joe." She says in a sensual tone.

"You know I will." He chuckled softly, "Before I leave, what's your name, beautiful?"

"It's Jasmine."

"What a beautiful name for a beautiful woman. I'm Joe."

"Joe, huh?" She chuckled, "I love that. What's a man like you doing inside of the club tonight?"

"I just wanted a night out to myself since I'm currently in town from work. I sadly have to head back to work starting tomorrow." He then looked into her eyes, "But the fact I'm in a room all alone with a beautiful woman such as yourself has definitely lifted some weight off my shoulders." He flashed a smile.

As Joe and Jasmine conversed in the private room of the strip club for awhile longer than expected, there was an undeniable spark between them. Jasmine's laughter was like music to his ears, her flirtatious banter drawing him in like a moth to a flame. And as they exchanged witty remarks and shared moments of genuine connection, Joe couldn't help but to feel a growing attraction to the enigmatic woman before him.

"Joe... I really hate that I have to do this, but I have to get back to work or else my boss is going to fire me."

He chuckled, "I understand. I don't want to cause you any trouble, Jasmine. It was nice getting to know you and I will be back sooner or later. That, is a promise that I'm willing to keep."

"I'll be looking forward to it." Jasmine responded, curving a smile.

While the two parted ways, Joe couldn't help but to keep a smile on his face as he heard the clicking of her heels leaving the room. He felt as if he were on cloud nine with the excitement that he was feeling. He could feel himself falling for her once more. While he was still stuck on his ex-girlfriend, Serena, he was also infatuated with this mystery of a woman named Jasmine. He never understood why a mere stripper caught his attention when he only attended the strip club to drown out the thoughts of his past lover that had broken his heart, but he felt drawn to her as if she were a magnet.

Eventually, Joe exited the strip club headed back to the nearest hotel and crashed into his bed once again. His biggest regret, however, was that he forgot to ask for her phone number in attempt to keep in touch with her, but he was too lost in the moment.

When the next day approached, Joe was tired and groggy after last nights encounter. He was hoping to meet with Jasmine again in the future after the excitement of last night. Unfortunately for him, he had to focus on working inside of the ring and cutting segments with his three cousins at his side, along with his fellow Wiseman.

As he managed to crawl out from the bed and finished his morning routine, he drove just a couple of hours longer to the next city. Joe found himself replaying their conversation over and over again inside of his mind every time he stopped at a red light, each word etched into his memory like a cherished melody. He couldn't shake the feeling that their encounter had been more than just a chance meeting, that there was something deeper, something worth exploring between them. Deep down, it felt like he knew her from somewhere in the past, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

However, Joe proceeded to drive with both hands on the wheel while music played in the background. The music in question? His favorite artist, Drake, the one people also call Champagne Papi.

But as the miles stretched on and the city lights faded into the distance, Joe knew he had to focus on the task at hand. Wrestling matches awaited him, crowds eager for his performance, and he couldn't afford to let his thoughts stray too far from the ring. WWE was the one thing he was passionate about, along with American Football known as the NFL.

While he had to work an episode of Friday Night SmackDown for the night, his thoughts still wandered towards Jasmine as their interaction from last night as it couldn't escape his mind. Although Joe was still struggling with his past regarding Serena, something about Jasmine struck him in a way that most women couldn't. But what?

As he stepped into the arena that night, the echo of Jasmine's laughter and the warmth of her smile lingered in his heart, a reminder of the unexpected connection he had found in the most unlikely of places. And as he stepped into the spotlight, ready to dazzle the crowd with his athleticism, skill, and charm just by being on the screen alone if he wasn't wrestling a match, he couldn't help but wonder if fate would ever bring him back to Jasmine's side once again.

Joe stepped into his private locker room and focused on nothing more but his upcoming segment against Cody Rhodes. WrestleMania was around the corner and he had to focus strictly on work in the WWE. He stood around and took out his black hoodie that worded, "Levels Above" and tied his hair into a low bun. Even though he didn't have to work any matches tonight or step foot in the ring, he had a small segment inside of his locker room from with his colleague, Grayson Waller, his cousins, and Paul Heyman.

While Joe was sitting on a plush leather couch inside of his fancy locker room, his attention went immediately towards the door as someone was knocking on it. Confused, he approached the door to seeing his one of his cousins standing right in front of him.

"Hey Uce! You have a second?" Asked his cousin, Jonathan.

"I guess, sure." He replied, "Come in."

Jonathan stepped in with a smile that spread across his face. His black and red-dyed hair was cascading against his broad, tattooed shoulders as he rubbed his hands together.

"What's the move tonight, Uce?"

"Eh, I don't know. We're still in preparations for WrestleMania and I'm not sure what we're going to do from there. All I know is that I'm supposed to be defending this title right here against Cody in a couple of months."

"I heard we have a small segment involving Grayson later tonight. What's happening?"

"Shit man, I don't know. I..."

As Joe and Jonathan were conversing, Joseph walked into the room; Jonathan's brother and Joe's other cousin.

"What's going on, Joe?"

"Nothing much, Joseph." Joe sighs, "Just getting ready for work like usual."

"Well, I came in here to ask if we were gonna have a strategy for WrestleMania, man."

"Yeah, you're absolutely right, Uce." Joe replied, scratching his side of his beard. He always did this when he was deep into thought.

The three then huddled together, strategizing a plan for WrestleMania after discussing tonight's SmackDown segment; the excitement in the air was palpable. With the event just two months away, every moment counted, and Joe was determined to make his mark once again as the undisputed champion.

With WrestleMania looming on the horizon in April and the weight of expectation resting squarely on his shoulders, Joe knew that every decision he made could impact the outcome of the match. And as he prepared to face Cody Rhodes and defend his undisputed championship on the biggest show in all of professional wrestling; he drew strength from the memory of shared moments with his cousins and the Wiseman, fueling his determination to emerge victorious once again.