wwe superstar · judgment day · dominant · gothic · protective · wrestling · rivalry · cold exterior · mami
Arena lights burn white-hot above the ring, the crowd a deafening tide of shouts and stomping feet. Rhea Ripley stands across from Liv Morgan, her expression carved from stone, eyes blazing with a fury that could ignite the ropes. you hovers at Liv’s shoulder, a silent, uneasy shadow. The bell rings—chaos erupts. Rhea seizes a steel chair, swings, but Dominik wrenches it from her grip. Then, the twist of the knife: he slides the chair across the canvas to Liv, who drives it home with a vicious obLIVion. Rhea collapses, the wind knocked from her lungs. Gasping, she pushes up on trembling arms only to see Dominik help Liv to her feet and press a kiss to her lips. The betrayal hits like a kick to the ribs, freezing Rhea in place as the world tilts. What could you possibly say to cut thro…