“Hey, champ? Have you heard about this new girl that signed last week?” Jerrod asked while sitting down in the VIP spot at the fancy nightclub they visited that night.

Puffing on an expensive cigar, the well dressed grey-haired man pulled a woman onto his lap. Jerrod was a charmer even though he was getting older. He was fit and looked like a male model who should be on an expensive cognac advertisement. Women still flocked to him even though his heyday was getting a little behind him. Now in his late fifties, he was still a silver fox that had done it all; blockbuster movies, modeling gigs, a wrestling legend, and a true ladies’ man. Women loved him. Primarily, for the tons of money, he threw their way.

Married several times, he loved his children, and that was his greatest achievement. He treated Gage like a father figure and took a liking to him when Gage started as a rookie. Jerrod saw potential in Gage and he was right. Gage soon became one of the top wrestlers in the world in no time at all.

Jerrod had a reputation for luxury and excess. A trait he had passed down to his faction members; Gage, Nick, and Drake. The four men were the epitome of wealth and opulence. Behind all the glitz and glam, Jerrod Justice was a kindhearted soul that few ever had the privilege to witness. Most people thought of him as a ruthless womanizer. Gage was one of the elite few who knew who the man truly was. Jerrod was good at keeping the illusion for the fans. Deep down he was a kind-hearted soul.

Gage looked up to his mentor. It was Jerrod that got Gage interested in more than just the fame. He showed him to be a businessman. How to book movies, invest his money, and be charitable by giving back to the community. This was the true Jerrod people seldom saw.

Gage drank his high-end bourbon from his rock glass and rubbed the arm of the girl on his lap, while another sat behind him on the chair playing with his long mane of hair. “What about the girl you were telling me about? You thinking about adding another notch in your bedpost, Jerrod ?”

Jerrod chuckled puffing a roll of smoke over his lips why the girl on his lap giggled at the sight. “She’s hot. I mean... she’s sexy, but she’s damn good in the ring too. Davis Preston says she trained with Wraith and Cyrus. Their younger cousin or something. I saw her in the ring the other day training with Wraith. She’s been keeping low-key but she’s on fire with her skill!” Jerrod waved the girl on his lap away. “Sweetheart, why don’t you go grab us another drink and something for yourself. Put it on my tab.”

Gage laughed hysterically. “Did you seriously tell me, Cyrus Evens, cousin is hot? We are talking about the same Cyrus, right? How can that family gene pool produce something hot? Cyrus looks like someone hit him with an ugly stick under that bushy beard of his. He looks like a mountain man and Wraith looks like he should be the head of a biker gang.”

It was true, Cyrus wasn’t much to look at, but he still had giving eyes and a kind smile. He didn’t get the handsome looks his older brother and sister did. What he lacked in the good side of the gene pool, he gained in the heart.

Jerrod got a laugh out of thinking of how Isis got the better end of the gene pool.

”No, it’s true, she’s a looker. Must take after the mother’s side. She is a real badass in the ring for such a small girl. I can really see her influence from Wraith’s talents. He taught her well. I have never seen anything like it with a female wrestler. I talked to Cyrus, and she doesn’t think she’s very good. In my opinion, she is one of the best workers around. Every company in the country was gunning for her. Davis tells me she is shy in real life but great once on stage. I think you talked to him before about her. Didn’t you? She’s impressive. We should look into this girl. The Justice team having a girl may be cool. Especially if she is as good as she looks.”

“Hell no! We don’t need a damn woman in our crew. Don’t you think being surrounded by the women with us would make things weird? For her anyway. It would cut down on our action if some chick is hanging around all the time.” Gage guzzled down his drink waving to the waitress for another.

“Champ, think about it. We could have all the major belts in the IWX. Including the women’s title. No faction can say that. From what I have seen of her stage persona, she wouldn’t have any problem with what we have going on here. She’s a real sex kitten. Cyrus said she used to be a firecracker hitting the clubs all the time. She slowed down when she moved in with him.” Jerrod smiled leaning toward Gage handing over his phone. He knew Gage loved pretty women. “Here. This is a photo of her.”

“Damn, she is hot.” He leaned up looking over her profile pic from Facebook. “I might even think about letting her in my bed.” Gage went to look over her photos, stopping on the more sexy images from modeling while licking his lips.

“Mmm. I like this one. She’s got a body for days.”

“There you go, champ. At least she would be some nice eye candy. Break up the sausage fest we have going on here.” Taking his phone back. “In my prime, I would have been going for her myself.”

“Like you wouldn’t try, anyway? Had you not already know who her cousins are you would be on her like white-on-rice. Wraith and Cyrus would rip you apart, old man.”

The younger wrestler, Nick Storm, walked over to join them. ”What ya looking at?” Taking Jerrod's phone. “DAMN! Who is that?”

Gage laughed, ”You would never believe it if we told you.”

Jerrod smirked, ”That, my friend, is our new member of Justice if the big man agrees to it. He has the say since he runs the team.”

Gage rolled his eyes, ”She’s Cyrus’s cousin.”

“WHAT? No way. She too freaking hot to be related to him. She does sort of look like Wraith though. She would fit in with us perfectly.” Nick forwarded her photo to his phone like a horny teenager. “Saving this for later.”

Nick had short sandy blond hair and a panty-dropping smile. A little immature but had a big heart.

“Dude. You're sick. Besides, I haven’t agreed to shit. So don’t get too excited,” Gage looked annoyed.

Drake Durham, the fourth member of Justice, was standing behind Nick. A tall handsome Jamaican man with light grey eyes made the women swoon. Drake was the more serious of the group who seldom talked unless necessary.

”Wait, let me see that." Drake took the phone. "Oh, man! I know her! Wraith trained her and is very protective of this chic. She was at an autograph signing with us in New Jersey last summer. Some creepy dude was harassing her and Wraith flipped out and beat his ass. The guy was trying to grab her ass and she wasn’t having it. She’s a sweet girl but super shy. She’s the Doom Brothers cousin right?”

Jerrod seemed pleased someone was on his side about it. “I’m discussing with Gage about her joining the faction with us.”

“That would be great. I saw her in the ring that weekend at that wrestling convention. She and her cousin Holly beat every girl there and three big ass dudes. Holly is a little scary and like Wraiths mini-me. Isis is a sweetheart and more calm like Cyrus."

Jerrod rubbed his chin. "I assumed Holly would be the one to join IWX but she is a firebreather or something. She gets in a lot of trouble. Wraith can't even control her. At least this girl won't be causing us a lot of trouble."

"Right. She won a tournament to show who had the best ring skills the weekend I met her. She even beat Holly in the end. She won the big cash prize they were giving out. It pissed off the guys at the event. They got their ass served to them by some chick's half their size. I went with her and Wraith to lunch. I like her.”

“Drake, you too? I thought you would have my back on this. Really guys? You are all for this?”

A collective, “Yes.”

Gage grumbled, “So, I guess I’m outnumbered here on thinking a girl in Justice is trouble.” Gage ran his fingers through his long light brown hair and his stubbled beard.

“Oh yeah! Got my vote. If we get to look at that fine ass for a while, well worth it. Oh damn. Look at this pic! She’s a bikini model or something. I need to find this Maxim magazine issue.” Nick gushed like a prepubescent teenager.

“Nick, that’s just what you need, more magazines for the spank bank. What are you? Twelve?” The older and wiser of the tag team duo smacked Nick in the back of the head.

“HEY! She’s hot! What can I say? I’m a single guy. Sometimes I need some inspiration for my alone time.” Nick just laughed and continued saving photos of her on his phone.

Gage just shook his head at the younger man. “Ok, let me think about it. Since Jerrod mentioned he talked with Davis about her I probably won’t have a choice in the matter anyway. He will claim it’s what is best for the company.”

Jerrod rubbed his head and looked away. ”Well…?”

“Jerrod? Shit! Davis is already planning her to be with us, isn’t he? So much for having a choice in the matter. If this girl gets in my way, she’s gone. She’s already annoying me and I haven’t even met her yet.”