Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2015 22:42:41 GMT -6
The Art of Seduction.
The Buchannan Compound was more like a base of operations disguised as a mansion. It sat on a sprawling 10 acre property which included an indoor and outdoor swimming pool, golf course, tennis court, hot tub and grotto. The house itself boasted 10 bedrooms and six bathrooms, a banquet hall for hosting events, two kitchens, and a home theater among other rooms for entertaining. In it’s entirety the house was decorated to mimic the Palace of Versailles, home to the most infamous Queen of France, Marie Antoinette.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne purchased the compound for her mother and business manager, Denise Buchannan, as a gift during the height of her fame. Since then, however, Blair had experienced varying degrees of success and failures alike which made it slightly difficult to afford the upkeep a residence of this magnitude required. This, compiled with the unfortunate even that saw Roger Wright cleaning out Blair’s bank account like a lil bitch, resulted in a rather unpredictable financial situation.
So the women were forced to downsize a little. This meant letting go of their wait staff and having to do everyday things like laundry and cleaning ‘themselves’; a reality that did not sit well with either of them. To remedy this little inconvenience, Denise and Blair regularly made time to meet at their ‘home base.’ It’s here that they would discuss strategy on ways to both increase their star power as well as their net worth.
This evening, that very meeting was taking place in one of the Buchannan Compounds many bathrooms. Blair was lounging in a luxurious tub filled to the brim with warm water and essential oils of french lavender and rose. Denise sat on a bench in front of the nearby vanity table, and the two were going over their various business affairs while Blair soaked in the tub.
Denise Buchannan: “Now, about your match…I already have the camera crew set up downstairs so you can cut a promo for it this week. They’re waiting as we speak. You’re going to be facing..”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Actually that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I know that i’m in a tag match with Chris and that’s not a problem…I mean, I fully expected that to happen when we decided that he was our next target…”
She said, referring to the plan that she and her mother came up with weeks ago. Chris Styles, younger brother of NEW Owner and Ignite GM Jesse Styles, had recently come back into the fold. This time, however, as an actual competitor it would seem.
Denise, who once served as director of public relations for NEW, was privy to some insider information; The information being that Chris, unbeknownst to him, was actually a shareholder in NEW. Denise knew that if her daughter could make Chris fall in love with her that their financial future would be secured, putting Blair once again in the familiar position of having her mother pulling all the strings.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “...but...Sasha Foote? Seth Lawless? These are our opponents?”
Denise Buchannan: “Yes, what’s the problem?”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Well for starters, Sasha Foote is an arrogant little rookie who thinks she has the right to even HAVE an opinion let alone respect in this business. Plus she smells like fish. And don’t get me started on her partner. Seth Lawless is even MORE generic than she is. Honestly the whole situation is just far too beneath me. I’m sorry mama but it must be said. The problem is that i’m a Hall of Fame Inductee...former World Champion...former-..”
Denise Buchannan: “I’m gonna stop you right there honey because I’m pretty sure I know where you’re goin with this. You think you’re too good to be in this match?”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Well...yes.”
Denise Buchannan: “You sure are somethin’ else...only you would be able to lose every match since you lost the world title and then have the nerve...no...the AUDACITY to be picky about your opponents. Sugar, you should be glad you’re even being booked to begin with! You betta take whatever paycheck you can get from N.E.W because newsflash, sweetie...the ratings of OUR show ain’t doin so good anymore so these matches are our bread and butter for the time being.”
Blair sighed, tossing her head back. Her dark red and auburn tresses cascading over the rim of the tub.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “What’s going on with the ratings? Why aren’t people watching Brushing Up With The Buchannans like they used to? I’m still doing outrageous stuff. I posted a naked photo of myself on twitter a few days ago for goodness sake!”
Denise Buchannan: “Because, shugga, our show has been on for four years now. Your audience is growing up. They’re all getting married and settling down...and you’re out there partying in Miami Beach still like you’re 22. You’re not relatable to them anymore. THAT’s why they’re not watching. They wanna see you settle down too...which, by the way, is another reason why we need to make sure Chris Styles falls in love with you FAST so he puts a ring on it. This whole dating while married to Hunter thing could rub fans the wrong way.”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Well don’t YOU worry about THAT. I know what i’m doing. Besides, we’re going on a date tonight. In fact, he’s picking me up in an hour.”
Denise Buchannan: “Oh is he now? I noticed that you two have been spending an awful lot of time together lately. I hope you’re thinking clearly on this one. You better not develop any real feelings for this guy. I don’t need you getting a conscience all of a sudden and blowing our chance at millions.”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Trust me, i’m not. It’s just nice to be having a little fun after two super serious relationships back to back.”
Denise Buchannan: “Well that’s good. I was worried after that stunt he pulled...coming to your rescue at Ignite, that you would begin to have a little change of heart.”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “I said I have it under control. Drop it.”
Denise Buchannan: “Fine, fine…So what are you going to wear?”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “The naked dress…”
For those of who don’t know, the ‘Naked Dress’ should be a staple in every single woman’s wardrobe like the Little Black Dress. It’s usually nude in color and made of some sort of thin material like satin or silk and vary in length. Where the dresses differ is their purpose.
The little black dress is the go to for a girl who wants to add a little class and mystery to her smart cocktail parties and business dinners. However, the sole purpose of the naked dress is to make everyone who looks at the woman wearing it think of only one thing: Sex. It’s basically the Little Black Dress’ slutty sister: Mandatory for a successful seduction.
Denise Buchannan: “No. Too sexy. You want to leave a little to the imagination. “
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “That’s exactly why i’m wearing it. Chris and I have already had sex...Cat’s outta the bag. There’s no need to play coy. That ship has sailed. Now I need to keep him interested.”
Denise Buchannan: “I still don’t think it’s a good idea. Let me pick something out for you.”
She hands a towel to Blair, who is getting out of the tub. She takes it and begins to pat herself dry before dropping the towel and heading out of the bathroom. Denise follows her into the adjoining bedroom and sits on another bench, this one at the foot of the bed. Blair opens a door in the room, revealing a massive walk in closet. She then begins to search for the dress.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Nice try. When you learn how to keep a man, who isn’t Chris Shields, then mayyyyybe i’ll let you pick out my clothes for the date.”
Denise Buchannan: “Look who’s talking. Anyway, i’ll have you know that there actually is someone on the horizon. His name is Simon Taylor. He’s Tegan Taylor’s father...we met at the Demented Pay Per View…”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “I was there.”
Denise Buchannan: “We met for drinks the next day. He’s very handsome.”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Gross…” She says, cutting Denise off. “Nobody wants to hear about old people doin’ it.”
Denise looks completely unamused and like she’s about to shatter Blair’s entire being with an epic comeback but is cut off before she gets the chance.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Anyway, I figure the naked dress is the safest bet. It’s dressy but casual so it should work wherever we go.” She says, slipping on a tight lace nude strapless bra and a black thong.
Denise Buchannan: “You mean you don’t know where you’re going?”
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Well, I assumed he wanted to make it a surprise but to be honest with everything that’s been going on I just forgot to ask. Do you think I should call him?”
Denise Buchannan: “Better idea. FaceTime him...Give him a little preview of the coming attractions.” She says, slowly walking toward the door. “I’ll go let the camera crew for the promo know that you’ll be a minute.”
With that, Denise walks out of the room leaving Blair alone. She walks over to her bed and picks up her cell phone. After scrolling through the contacts, she presses down on Chris’s name and starts the FaceTime call. Holding the phone at the perfect angle, under perfect lighting, Blair strikes a pose and waits for Chris to answer.
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Call Failed.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Ugh..what??? Let me try this again…”
She attempts the call once more, this time growing slightly impatient. She stands there awkwardly posing so that she looks good on the screen of her phone all the while waiting for Chris to pick up.
…….Beepbeepbeepbeepbeep…..
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Chris Styles:" Hello holy crap do you ever look sexy."
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: "Thanks!" She says, nonchalantly flipping her hair. "Why didn't you answer just now? And where are you???"
Chris Styles: "Can't you see I'm just sitting in the middle of this field drinking a beer that's all just a field getting my uh thoughts together for our date."
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: "Oookayyy...Well...speaking of our date, that's why I called. I'm having the hardest time deciding what to wear. I was thinking, maybe if you told me where we were going I would have a better idea on what to pick out."
Chris Styles: "Oh, wear whatever you want hell wear nothing that would work just fine for me. But, enough about our date I mean that will come soon enough. We also have tag match coming up and that girl Sasha really makes me want to punch a hole in a wall like fifty times over you know?"
Blair furrows her brow a little bit, feeling unsatisfied by the change of subject.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: "Yeah I know what you mean...she's super annoying and that Seth Lawless guy, you know...her partner? Well he's shaping out to be just as aggravating as she is. But i'm not worried...they aren't the first loud mouth rookies to strut into a NEW Edge Arena and they won't be the last i'll have to send packing. With your help of course....Now, I really need to know where we're going. Should I bring a jacket? Is it gonna be cold? Are we gonna be inside or outside?"
Chris Styles:" A light jacket perhaps. But, anyways yeah speaking of that guy you know that guy Seth Lawless is it me or does he seem like the bitch of that tag team? I mean shoot he carries her bags, his bags, her friends bags and even her dog I bet. So naturally he will be having to do most of the work on there team in this match I bet and it's obvious he's got a thing for Miss Sasha the bad nose job."
Foiled Again. She sighs a bit, getting more annoyed at his refusal to give her any concrete details about their date but smiles through it.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: "Uhhh yeahhh...I mean, I guess that's kind of odd. To be honest i'm just soooo irritated that I'm even booked in this match. No experience to you or anything but I mean i'm a living legend in this business. One of the highest paid females in NEW. It looks funny that I have to face these clowns. I mean, do I look like the garbage man to you?"
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: "Anyway...Onto happier things. I'm super excited for this date by the way. what should I expect for tonight? Are we going dancing? Dinner? Maybe a little mechanical bull action?"
Chris Styles:" Dinner maybe, dancing maybe, riding something maybe but mechanical bull no. Anyways, I agree you are a living legend and this match might be below you. But, my dear look on the bright side we get to team together, kick ass together and walk out as winners together over Sasha and her bitch boy Seth it should be fun. I mean you remember fun right? If you don't well beautiful I intend to remind you of what fun is that's a promise in and out of the ring."
She had to hand it to the guy: He was pretty smooth. Not many people can keep something from Blair when she really wants it. So she decided to quit while she was ahead.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: "Alright, well fun is fabulous. We like fun. Okay then...well i'll let you get back to your beer and i'll finish getting ready. Pick me up in about an hour?"
Suddenly a loud sound like something is getting torn to shreds is heard and Chris quickly gets a nervous look on his face then shifts his face to looking up in the sky.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: "What on earth was that? Sounds like a bomb went off or something!"
Chris Styles:" Oh that? It was kind of crazy these two big ass planes above me almost flew right into each other holy cow that made me nervous. But. uh anyways yeah I will pick you up in an air or so and I promise tonight will be a night you will never forget."
Chris’s face suddenly disappears from the screen and the call is ended abruptly. Blair is standing there with a ‘wtf’ expression on her face for a moment, but then shakes her head and tosses the phone back onto the bed before continuing to get ready for the night.
About an hour later, Blair finally emerges from her bedroom and makes her appearance atop the grand staircase leading into the foyer of the house. At the bottom of the staircase is a very aggravated camera crew who have grown impatient waiting for Blair to come out and record her promotional spot for her match this week.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Roll it, boys.”
Blair declares and waits for the crew to snap into action. For a moment it looks like they’re going to let Blair have a piece of their mind for making them wait so long, but when they turn to look at her it’s a completely different story.
She was walking sex. Dressed in a skin tight slip dress made out of silk and trimmed with lace was Blair in her version of the naked dress. It was help up by two skinny little spaghetti straps, one of which had fallen off the shoulder. She slowly stepped down the staircase in a pair of black high heeled platform pumps that had a single strap over her toes and one around each ankle.
For a moment, there is complete silence from everyone in the room including Denise who had just entered the room. Then, the cameraman signals that they are recording and Blair begins her slow, sexy descent down the steps, looking into the camera as she speaks.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “Sasha Foote and Seth Lawless talk some big game. They’re no doubt coming into this match with guns a blazing, or blazing saddles or whatever the expression is. But neither of them have the slightest idea of what they’re in for.”
She stops halfway down the stairs and leans against the bannister. Arching her back and lifting up her leg, Blair tosses her hair out of her face dramatically before speaking.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “I know better than anyone that the real way to win a war? It’s all about the art of seduction.”
She continues down the steps.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “It’s all about the luring your victim into a false state of security and then...when they least expect it...make them realize that everything they thought they knew is wrong….”
“...So they better be ready for a night they’ll never forget because this week Chris Styles and I are gonna perform a sweet seduction on them like they’ve never seen before...when it’s all done? They won’t know what hit them. Because on Ignite….we’ll be the ones coming out on top.”
The cameraman cuts as Blair reaches the landing. They all applaud her but she just breezes past them and out through the front door of the house.
Once outside, Blair smiles wide as she sets her eyes on Chris Styles who is waiting in the driveway. Chris is stunned for a moment but then quickly a smile replaces that expression. He is leaning against a tiffany blue painted limo and carrying a single red rose.
Blair saunters down to Chris and greets him with a simple kiss on the cheek. He hands her the rose and smirks.
Blair Buchannan-Valentyne: “How did you know Tiffany blue was my favorite color?”
Chris Styles: “I have my ways...I hope you’re ready for a night you won’t forget.”
With that, Chris opens the door to the limo for Blair and she gets in. Once she’s inside, Chris playfully dives into the limo after her which causes Blair to let out a genuine laugh. The door shuts and the limo begins to pull off.
The key to winning any war is all about the seduction…
XOXO