Stella POV:
I was walking backstage furious, i couldn't believe it, everything i worked for was taken from me. All my work went down the drain, and it pissed me off. It was like my mind was in a blur, i barely remember what happened after but it felt good. With all the monologue going off in my head i barely see Paul better known as triple H coming up to me. He sighed disappointed which did make me feel a little guilty, he helped me get my place in the WWE but i was still fueled with anger i couldn't even apologize,
He sighed "Look im just as angry as you about this situation, it wasn't planned and it wasn't necessary" he breathed out before carrying on " It was the belt you earned rightfully so but you did kick the boss in the face" he added on still keeping his gaze at me "no matter how proud i am that you defended your own rights it has been taken out of my hands" he paused a little but the dread started to feel my body and then i knew I wasn't going to like what i hear. "From here on until you have proved yourself, you are suspended from any wwe arenas"
It was like a slap on the face as I watched him walk away before slowly pulling my phone out with a smile as the cameras turned off.
MR MCMAHON
well done on your first big promo now sort yourself out before your debut on Monday night raw in a few weeks.
The plan worked I finally got my big heel turn, and the move up I've been working for years for.