The Proposal

As she heard that name, Lisa blushed, and her before calm expression, turned to a frown. Kent Quick... the man who gave the Italian brunette a hellish match, torturing the girl's back around the ring, and then taking her as a prize in front of Tension's audience.

He was damn strong, but back there Lisa was fresh, more inexperienced, even naive... the girl was now training harder, improving her skills, and would not be a nice girl to psychos like Kent.

"So, you're not only giving me a title shot, but also an opportunity to beat that bastard as well? Great! Just watch when I become Tension's Champion!"

Melissa smiled confidently as she eased back into the leather cushioned seat of the limo, taking another sip of her wine.

"Indeed deary... Well, it would seem that we are on the same page now.. Annnnnd it looks like this is your stop." The limo slowed down and pulled up on the curb.

"I look forwards to the crowning of a brand new Tension World Champion."

Lisa heard Melissa's words, but her head was beggining to drift away... a Champion... she remembered all that she went through, her first steps into Tension as a fresh girl, her matches, the great wins, the terrible defeats, all that hours spent in the gym and the mats to improve her skills...

...And the figure of Kent, who she would have to face again, this time not just for money or for victory, but also for revenge and for glory!

As the limo stopped, after a while the driver opened the door for Lisa. The tall brunette smiled and said:

"Of course. And I'll be the one who will wear the crown...and the belt!" the Italian said. "Thanks, Ms Sellers!" and left the limo to head for her apartment. She would need to take some rest and then train hard to face her opponent... but maybe she wouldn't even sleep, in excitement for her first Title shoot.

"Look forwards to seeing you at the match deary.." Melissa said as Lisa exited the limo. The driver closed the door and re-entered the front, driving away for a few seconds before saying..

"Mama... A question if you will..?"

"Hmm.. depends on if you intend to ask the right kind of question.."

"Well.. I just noticed that you never set a 'what if she loses' scenario... and I was wondering why" Melissa smiled knowingly

"Eaves dropping were we?"

"My appologies mama.."

"Hmm.. That is the right question... however, one that you won't be privy an answer to I'm afraid"