Title: The mystery of justice

By: ItReignsJustice-619

Rating: NC-17, sexual content, adult themes, language

Characters: Roman Reigns x OC, Dean Ambrose x OC, Seth Rollins x OC

Summary: A few years have passed by and monotony has taken over for Roman & Karo, Dean & Shannon as well as Seth & Maxine. How will each individual deal with the situation? And what does the future hold for them all? – Sequel to "Please protect me from injustice", "The eye of justice is always watching", "Will justice prevail?!", "Justice has been served", "The sweet taste of justice" , "Justice always wins" and "What's mine is yours".

Disclaimer: I do not know or own any of the people in this story who are not born of my imagination. The characters of the WWE superstars are based off of their TV personas. I actually use their gimmick names and not their real-life names as I personally think that this seems to be easier for everyone to read.

Here you can find the links to the original stories:

"Please protect me from injustice" ( s/9046424/1/Please-protect-me-from-injustice),

"The eye of justice is always watching" ( s/9483245/1/The-eye-of-justice-is-always-watching)

"Will justice prevail?!" ( s/9572393/1/Will-justice-prevail)

"Justice has been served" ( s/9856895/1/Justice-has-been-served)

"The sweet taste of justice" ( s/10139709/1/The-sweet-taste-of-justice)

"Justice always wins" (s/10274034/1/Justice-always-wins) and "What's mine is yours" ( s/10877443/1/What-s-mine-is-yours)

Thanks so much for the support you've given me for all the stories of this series. I hope you stick with me through this one as well ;-) You know I always give you my best :)

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I'm bahaaaack. To be honest, I've had the urge to write for quite some time now, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. That probably doesn't make sense, but well…never mind ;-)

Maybe some of you think I should finally let go of Roman and Karolina, Seth and Maxine as well as Dean and Shannon (let's not forget about their beautiful kids), but I just can't help it. So, here we go with another sequel about our favourite couples. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. And prepare yourselves for yet another rollercoaster ride!

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Chapter 1: A mystery to be revealed

The moment he finally made her cum was the very moment he slipped out of her, making quick work of freeing himself of the used condom, tossing it into the trash can that was right next to her bed.

That was how it always went by. They would meet at her place, get rid of their clothes in the fastest way possible and simply make each other cum. No foreplay, no cuddling, no nothing. It was a sad reality. She would lie if she said it didn't hurt how he treated her. But she knew she had no right to reproach him for it. She made a pact with the devil when she started seeing him. And she knew it. Yet she still couldn't help but fight for his affection over and over again.

"Don't you think you can stay a little longer today? Just this once?" she asked with hope shining in her brown eyes, the bed sheet wrapped tightly around her body while he was picking up his clothes that were spread all over the floor.

"You know I can't. How many times do I need to tell you that I have family waiting for me at home?" he asked slightly annoyed, hating himself for once again becoming weak, taking it out on his lover when he knew very well that it was his own fault.

He was a cheater. A man who betrayed his wife, his family.

"If you cared so much about your family, you wouldn't be here in the first place," she replied defiantly, trying very hard to suppress the tears that were about to escape her eyes. But she didn't want to cry in front of him. She wouldn't show him just how much he really meant to her.

His lips were in a thin line now, his breathing shallow. He hated to be reminded of what a big asshole he was. He very well knew it himself.

"Cassie, I swear to God…just drop it, ok? I'll call you whenever I get the chance to. Don't even think about sending me a text, aight?" he more ordered than asked, pulling the blue shirt over his head after having slipped into his jeans just a few seconds before.

He turned around when he heard her sob, sighing heavily when he noticed that she had lost her inner battle, tears streaming down her face now.

"Babe, don't do this now…please…don't cry," he pleaded desperately, sitting down next to her on the bed, running a hand through her long black hair, sincerely hating to see her cry. "I'm sorry for barking at you like that. But you need to understand that…"

"Stop…I…I don't wanna fight with you right now. Just…just leave and be with them. I understand…I promise," she lied, wiping away the tears and giving him a fake smile. Like she always did when he was about to leave her.

She knew she needed to be understanding if she wanted him to come back to her again. If she made him feel guilty, he would possibly have a change of heart, and most likely leave her for good. He meant too much to her already. Being without him wasn't an option to her anymore.

"Are you sure?" he asked concerned, not sure if he could believe her or not. He wasn't trying to be an asshole on purpose, but he was so confused by the mess he put himself into that he just couldn't help it.

When she nodded her head with a small smile on her face, he decided to believe her, quickly pecking her cheek before grabbing his wallet and keys.

"So, will you call me whenever you get back from the road next week?" she asked him curiously, getting up to follow him to the front door.

"You know I will," he answered confidently, smirking at her mischievously before once again kissing her cheek. "See ya, babe. Go and get some sleep."

And with that he was gone, heading back home to be with his family, leaving her behind, all by herself. She knew that this would happen. She would always only be the concubine. His wife would always be his number one. He had no idea how much it hurt when he once again told her that he loved her, that he couldn't leave her. That he didn't want to leave her. But that was what they had agreed on in the beginning. Sex, nothing else. He had told her in all honesty that he needed a change, that he needed to get away from his hectic everyday life. And at first it was okay with her. That was what she wanted from him as well, nothing else. Back then, she had no idea she would develop feelings for him. How could she?

She had no idea how much longer she could continue doing this. But she also knew that she didn't want to give up on him just yet. It was a vicious circle.

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"For fuck's sake…relax…I'm on my way," Dean yelled, only reluctantly getting off of the couch, annoyed that somebody was bugging him when for once he had the whole place to himself.

The doorbell had already rung twice, not to mention the never-ending knocks that his front door had to endure. One thing was for sure: the person on the other side of the door definitely had an ass-kicking coming his or her way.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" he grumbled the moment he had opened the door, rolling his eyes in irritation when he realized it was Seth.

"Mommy always tells us not to curse, Uncle Dean. You owe us a dollar now," Joan said, looking at her twin sister Hayley expectantly before nodding her head, both of them continuing simultaneously. "Each."

"I swear to God, Rollins. You'd better have a damn good reason for turning up here just like that," Dean scoffed, gritting his teeth when Seth's daughters once again asked him for yet another dollar, reminding him that he had cursed again.

"I'm sorry, dude. I really need your help," Seth said with desperation shining in his eyes, softly shoving his little girls into Dean's house, not even caring that his best friend didn't even invite them in. "Can you keep them for a few hours? I need to get something done really urgently."

"What? No! Why don't you go ask Karo or whoever the fuck is around?" Dean asked, not even closing the front door to show Seth that he wasn't in the mood to watch the kids.

"Uncle Deeeean," Joan and Hayley admonished in a sweet voice, both of them holding up their hands expectantly, smiling when Dean took out his wallet in annoyance, and inattentively giving them both a 20 dollar bill.

"She's home with Siaki, he's sick. Roman is helping Sika with gardening or something. And with Maxi and Shan being in the gym, you're the only one that could help me…come on, man. It's just the two of them," Seth pleaded, knowing that both Leni and Dylan were in kindergarten.

"Where are you even going, dude? Can't you take them with you?" he wondered, still hoping to find another solution so that he could keep enjoying his 'free' afternoon.

"I definitely can't. Please Dean…just this once," he begged, grinning when he realized that Dean was finally about to give in.

"How long will you be gone?" he asked with a sigh, following Seth who was slowly making his way back to the open front door.

"About two hours, I guess. I owe you, man. Big time. Thanks," he said with a genuine smile on his face, fist-bumping his best friend before waving at his girls, blowing them a kiss. "I love you, girls. Behave and be good for Uncle Dean, you hear me?"

"We love you too, daddy," they answered in unison, waving back at him with big smiles on their faces.

When Dean turned around after closing the door, both Joan and Hayley were standing side by side, looking at him in anticipation.

"So…first of all…," Dean started with a sigh, looking back and forth between the twin sisters, squinting his eyes in concentration. "Who's who?"

Although Joan and Hayley were not identical twins, Dean had a hard time telling them apart. Obviously, he was the only one out of all of their friends that was having trouble. It was needless to say it made him the target of countless jokes.

"I'm Hayley," Hayley said, unnoticeably nudging her sister's arm with hers.

"So you are Hayley," he pointed to the girl that had just answered him.

"No, I'm Hayley," Joan claimed, trying very hard to suppress the urge to laugh when Dean looked at her confused, scratching the back of his head.

"But she just said she's Hayley," Dean retorted, pointing to the other girl.

"But I'm Joan," Hayley said, giggling when Dean closed his eyes in despair, sighing heavily.

"You know what? I don't care! You…," he pointed to Joan (or whoever she really was), nodding his head to convince himself. "You are kid 1, and you are kid 2."

"So I'm kid 2?" Joan asked, once again confusing the short-haired man. The little girl needed to pay close attention to what her uncle said before she mixed everything up herself.

"Ahhhh," Dean shouted, losing his patience with the twins, mentally slapping himself for even opening the door in the first place. "I don't care…I don't fucking care. Both of you, get over to the couch. You can watch cartoons…you can watch whatever you want. Here, take all my money... take it."

He literally shoved a few dollar bills into their tiny hands, paying them in advance for all the swearing he knew he was about to do, hoping deep down that they would just sit still and watch TV until Seth finally picked them up again.

…

"I really think Dean and I need to get away for a few days. I know all this media stuff is exhausting him…but hey, that's the price you have to pay when you're the World Heavyweight Champion. And I keep telling him that each and every time," Shannon sighed, looking over at Maxine who was on the treadmill next to her.

"Are you guys still fighting so much?" the auburn-haired woman asked concerned, breathing heavily.

"Well, we finally managed to talk about it all, and I told him that I understand that he is stressed out from being on the road so much, but that he still needs to spend time with Dylan when he's home. We can't keep fighting in front of him either, and I think Dean gets it now. It's still tense sometimes though," Shannon replied, taking a sip of her water.

"I really think you shouldn't worry about it that much. Seth and I had a rough patch as well, especially when he had that knee injury again. He was such a pain in the ass that I was about to send him over to Karo and Roman's. But you know that in the end we love these dumbasses and we don't want to be without them anymore. We ask a lot of them by being there for us 24/7 on their few days off," Maxine explained, always being the most understanding of them all.

"That's what Karo said as well. So she just lets Roman do his golfing thingy whenever he feels the need to relax a little. Although I'll never understand how playing golf relaxes you. Roman is one of the finest examples of showing us that we're getting old," the brown-haired girl said, making Maxine chuckle.

"Speaking of getting old…," Maxine started after a few moments of silence, looking over at her friend, hesitation shining in her light green eyes.

"Spill the beans, honey. I'm all up for some gossip," the slightly older woman stated, wiggling her eyebrows, a mischievous smile on her face.

"Well, I don't know about you and Dean, but…God…I just miss those good old days where Seth and I made love for hours. It's just not happening anymore," Maxine whined, wiping off the sweat on her forehead with a towel.

"I would lie if I said I missed Dean making love to me for hours if we hardly ever make love," Shannon teased, very well aware of the fact that it was well-known to their friends that her husband and she were more into the rough and kinky stuff when it came to the bedroom. "But well, what can I say? It's definitely not the boobies' fault."

Shortly after Dean and Shannon's wedding as well as Siaki's birth about three years ago, Maxine finally got her boob job done. The breast implants had definitely given her an ego boost, making her more self-confident than she ever thought she could be. At the same time it had revived her relationship and marriage with Seth, ultimately making him happy as well.

"Shannon…I'm serious…," Maxine groaned, rolling her eyes when her friend giggled.

"I know, I know…I'm sorry," Shannon apologized, holding up her hands in defeat. "I just don't think it means anything. Don't you think you should take your own advice right here? I mean, as you already said, the boys are exhausted from being on the road so much, the kids want to spend every single second with them as soon as they are home. Do you think Dean and I spend that much quality time with each other? We definitely don't. It's the same with Roman and Karo. Just yesterday Karo told me they squeezed in a quickie between Leni watching her favorite cartoon and Siaki taking a nap."

"She must hate not being able to be vocal then," Maxine said mockingly, knowing from her own experience by having a hotel room next to them a couple of times that Karolina was having a hard time keeping her mouth shut whenever she reached that peak.

"She told me that Roman had to throw a pillow at her a while ago so that she could scream into it when he was eating her out," Shannon laughed, slowing down on the treadmill a little. "But in all seriousness, don't worry, sweetie. We're all in the same boat. It will get better as soon as the guys have their Christmas break. They definitely need it this year."

Maxine really hoped that Shannon was right. But knowing that her friends were making the same experiences somehow made her feel slightly better about the whole situation. She knew that being married to a wrestler wouldn't be easy, and up until now they had overcome every obstacle put in their way. She was sure things would get back to normal soon again.

…

"Hey…you're back early," Karolina said with a smile, carefully folding one of Roman's shirts before stuffing it into their closet.

"Yeah, dad was a little tired today. We'll continue next week," Roman replied with a smile of his own, pecking Karo's lips sweetly. "How's Siaki doing?"

"His fever is going down, but he's still cranky," she replied with a sigh, turning around to watch her husband take off his clothes now. "Have you hurt yourself, baby?"

Karolina slowly made her way over to where Roman was standing, softly grabbing his biceps, checking out the red bruise that was forming on there.

"I swear to God, I will never ever let my dad have me help him with those damn roses again. I don't get why he wants them in his garden anyways," Roman mumbled in annoyance, a smile immediately gracing his lips when his wife kissed the bruise cautiously.

"Well, maybe he wants to be a good husband and give some to Patty once in a while," she winked at him, picking up his shirt and shorts. "Let me put them in the washer. It looks as if you rolled around in the flowerbed again."

Roman quickly followed her into the bathroom, stuffing his boxershorts into the washer as well, before turning around and turning on the shower, a yawn escaping his lips.

"My poor baby, I know you must be so tired. How about I join you in the shower and rub your back? And maybe something else too…," she whispered seductively, wrapping her arms around his naked body from behind, placing soft kisses up and down his spine.

"Babygirl…," he said in a low voice, taking both of her hands into his softly, turning around. "What if Siaki catches us?"

"He's fast asleep…" she replied with a mischievous smile on her face, her big blue eyes looking into his grey ones deeply. "I'm sure he won't disturb us this time."

Roman seemed to think for a few moments, before finally nodding his head, a smirk on his face.

"You know what? Be a good girl and go lock the bedroom door. Get out of your clothes and lay down on the bed. I'll have a quick shower, and when I come back to the bedroom, I wanna see your legs spread wide open for me. Daddy wants to have a taste of that sweet pussy of yours," he whispered into her ear, eagerly attacking her soft spot right underneath her ear. "It's all about you today, babygirl."

"But Roman…you don't have to. I can a…," she started but he immediately cut her off with a heated kiss, leaving her breathless.

"No buts. Do as you're told and don't argue with me," he said in a dominant voice, making Karo shiver in excitement. She loved when he talked to her like that.

She hurriedly made her way out of the bathroom that was adjacent to their bedroom, hastily locking the door. She couldn't wait for her husband to get out of the shower, his hair all wet, his body glistening from the water that just cascaded down his well-toned body minutes ago. She couldn't get enough of him.

It was merely a few minutes later that she finally spread her legs, hearing his footsteps coming closer and closer to the bedroom, her heart pounding fast in her chest. She knew he would spank her shouldn't she follow his instructions, and as much as she would enjoy his punishment, she wanted to be in his good books today.

"What a sight for sore eyes," he mused, licking his bottom lip in anticipation, winking at her when she blushed.

"Well, I can't help but only return the compliment, Mr Reigns," she panted, swallowing hard, her eyes following his every movement.

When he was standing opposite of her in front of the bed, he looked her over from head to toe, grinning to himself when he noticed her hard nipples. He wasn't sure if she played with them while he was in the shower, or if she was just excited of what was about to happen. But one thing was for sure: he enjoyed the view he was given in that very moment.

"Neatly shaved…I like it…," he said after kneeling down on the bed in between her legs, one of his long smooth fingers running up and down her slit. "Hmm…you're already wet for me, babygirl."

Karo wasn't even able to say anything. She couldn't form a coherent sentence, it just wasn't possible. So she just nodded, making him chuckle deeply.

In silence she watched him bend down slowly, his eyes fixed on hers, his finger still teasing her wet entrance playfully. The sexual tension in the room was thick. It was exciting.

Goosebumps covered her whole body when he took a deep breath as soon as his head disappeared in between her legs, as if he was inhaling her scent deeply.

"Mmm, I wonder if you taste as good as you smell," he mumbled to himself, grabbing both of her calves to spread her legs even wider, her ass now in the air slightly. "I guess it's time for a little snack, don't you think'?"

He didn't expect her to answer. He wasn't even directing his question at anyone. Because just a few seconds later, his mouth was on her.

He immediately sucked her clit in between his lips, sending her a warning with his eyes when she moaned out loud. He wanted to make his woman enjoy this, he wanted to make her cum. They wouldn't be able to make it that far if she waked their son with her cries of pleasure.

"God…Roman…fuck…," she whispered almost inaudibly when his tongue licked its way from her slit up to her swollen nub, over and over again, agonizingly slow. He just loved teasing her.

The way he slurped up her juices as if it was water that would still his thirst and the way he let her clit go with a wet pop, the smacking noises the friction of his fingers pumping into her pussy made…it was almost too much for her to handle. It was pleasure and torture all at the same time.

"Don't you dare say a word, Karolina," he once again warned her, now furiously licking her wet folds. "I want you to cum now, you hear me? You're gonna cum all over my tongue and I don't want you to make a damn noise."

Karo swallowed hard, closing her eyes tightly to process his words. He wasn't playing fair when he let go of her legs completely, spreading her pussy lips with his fingers, only to suck her sensitive nub into his mouth, letting his tongue swirl around it frantically.

Suddenly her whole body tensed up, her hand gripping his hair tightly. She bit her bottom lip to keep herself from screaming, her chest rising up and down rapidly, and the very moment her juices flowed into his mouth, her clit throbbing frantically, was the moment he knew he made his wife cum.

He immediately let go of her, knowing that she was extremely sensitive after experiencing an orgasm, and he definitely didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

"Hmm, now I can't wait for dinner," he moaned, kissing her inner thighs softly before looking up at her with that sexy half smirk that he knew would make her wet all over again.

A/N: Well, here we go with the first chapter...with some smut at the end lol I hope you liked it. Please let me know what you think :)