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There's the soft sound of a cutting knife hitting the board over and over as Maria McTavish, Mighty Milf slides a knife through some vegetables. Her eyes are on the food but her attention is somewhere else.
On a nearby counter stands a laptop, a wrestling match blaring from it's speakers. Nikki Kade V Priscilla, Nikki Kade V Nico and Nika, Nikki Kade V Amy Flame. Nikki Kade V Violet Beauregarde, or was it Nyx already by that point. And finally Nikki Kade V Sheila Foster. The playlist set to repeat itself. By that moment Maria knew pretty much every second of those matches by heart. The Angel's Mercy, the Sweet Dreams into Kade Crusher combination, even the old Sweet Dreams. Maria had studied them all. Hell by that point she had felt most of them during her match with Nikki Kade. She was good, damn good. Dangerous, unpredictable.
Yet the prospect of Maria facing such a woman, this time with the gold and a photoshoot as the stakes enticed her.
Maria was focussed, unlike the previous feud against Nyx, which had been a fight for her survival. To say that she was looking forward to it was an understatement.
There was a sharp *PING* as the oven brought her out of her trance. The carrot she had been cutting was pretty much diced into a pulp by that point. She sighed and chuckled, shaking her head. It was a different pressure to perform now, up against Nikki rather then Nyx.
But first, it was time for dinner!
