Helen Andronike vs Rianne Evans II

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Sexy Diva

Rianne

The opening notes of “Sexy Diva” blasted through the arena, drawing an immediate chorus of boos as Rianne Evans strutted through the curtain.

“Oi, keep it comin’, loves! I know ya can’t get enough of me!”

Rianne flashed a smug grin, slowly running a hand through her hair before sauntering down the ramp like the entire arena belonged to her. She swayed her hips with every step, occasionally blowing a mocking kiss toward the jeering crowd.

Reaching ringside, Rianne climbed onto the apron and slipped between the ropes, taking her sweet time before rising and throwing her arms out.

“Go on, then! Get a proper look while ya can!”

With a cocky little smirk, Rianne settled into her corner, looking completely convinced that tonight was going to be all about her.

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Helen Andronike’s music played. She ran out junpikg in the air and striking one of her usual divine poses. But upon doing that, she winced in pain. Helen slowly walked to the ring, staring daggers as she approached. She got in the ring and faced off with Rianne as the announcer introduced them.
”I know what you did, bitch.”

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Rianne merely raised an eyebrow, placing a hand against her chest with mock innocence.

“Dunno what you’re on about, love. Already makin’ excuses before I’ve even kicked your arse?”

She gave Helen a smug little smirk before the referee stepped between them, forcing both women back toward their respective corners.

Once they were separated, the bell finally rang.

DING! DING! DING!

Rianne immediately stepped forward toward the center of the ring, hands raised and ready to wrestle, that same cocky grin still plastered across her face.