You pull into Sasha's driveway and get out of your car, slamming the door behind you. Sasha opens the front door curiously and seems happy to see you.

"It's been a while, (Y/N)," she says cheerfully, eyeing you up and down hungrily. As much as you'd love to spend the night with her, there are more important things to deal with.

"Charlotte knows."

"How? Only you and a few others know." Sasha sounds confident in her friends' loyalty, so it's going to break her heart to hear what you have to say next:

"Bayley snitched."

"That can't be right. She would never turn on me like that."

"I wouldn't have believed it either, but it came out of her own mouth."

"If she really does know, that means you'll have to take her down tonight. If not, she's gonna silence all of us. You, me, your housemates, and anyone else involved." The mention of the girls causes your fists to instinctively clench. You're protective of all of them... each of them is more than just a friend to you. You have a unique and very personal relationship with all of them. The idea of any of them getting hurt because of you is enough to fuel what you need to do now.

"I need your help."

"Even if I could, I wouldn't. It was supposed to be me and Bayley at the top, but it's pretty clear I'm not cut out for the role. I can't even keep my friends."

"So what do I do? We can't just let Charlotte stay in power."

"She's cocky enough to let you back into her home. She probably thinks she can still win you over. Get close and take her out, or we're all fucked. Good luck, (Y/N)." She kisses you gently and sends you on your way, so you head back to Charlotte's house. It's the middle of the night now; as long as you're sneaky, you can get back into the mansion without any resistance.

You park the car silently outside the gate and get out. You notice Dana sitting there, looking a little battered and bruised.

"What happened?" you ask, bending down to inspect her wounds. She swats you away and uses your arm to pull herself up.

"Once I found out your cover was blown, I helped Becky and Taynara escape. Charlotte found out, so she and Bayley kicked my ass and kicked me to the curb. I called an Uber."

"Help me take her down, Dana," you say, pointing towards the gate, :We can end this madness together. No one else has to get hurt."

"No. I did you one favor, (Y/N), and look where it got me. I'm done."

"Dana..."

"I don't even want to be queen anymore. It's not worth all this suffering... good luck." You kiss her passionately and enter through the gate, looking at the mansion with disgust. Waiting inside is everything you want to destroy. You look off to the side and see someone sitting on the lawn. You over to them and discover it's Candice, dressed normally.

"What did you do?" she asks with a smile, looking towards the gate. Dana was never nice to Candice, so it's no surprise that she's not upset that Dana got kicked out.

"You know Charlotte's the bad guy, right?" you ask cautiously, and she looks at you with an offended look on her face.

"I knew the whole time; I just didn't have anywhere else to go."

"Help me take her down and you can come live with me." Desperate times call for desperate measures... and besides, she's better now. Before all the bullshit went down, the two of you were really good friends.

"Wait, really?!"

"I swear it on my fucking life," you say confidently, your expression unfaltering. Candice seems convinced and squeals excitedly before kissing you passionately. You embrace her and hold her in your arms for a few minutes.

"Wait, what about the others?" Candice asked, her joy fading. "After what I did, there's no way they'll accept me."

"After what happened, it'll definitely take them some time... but I'll vouch for you. They'll believe me when I say it wasn't your fault and you got better. Even if they don't, I'll remind them whose house they all live in."

"Okay, okay... anyways, we should get rid of one of the people inside first. There's three of them and two of us; I don't like our odds if we're outnumbered like that," Candice notes. Okay, so that is a problem. If Bayley had not turned on Sasha, you and Candice would be enough to take over the house. It doesn't matter how good of a fighter you are when you're put up against the two of the Horsewomen and Carmella. That's not a winning fight.

"It has to be Carmella, then. There's no way we could get the drop on Charlotte, and Bayley knows there's no turning back from where she's gone. She'll be too violent and loud for us to deal with without alerting the others."

"Then Mella it is. How do we get rid of her?" she asks as the two of you walk towards the mansion. You aren't worried about being seen; Charlotte is likely waiting around in her living room waiting for you. She probably thinks that you believe that Bayley won't fight you, so when she calls for Carmella she'll take you down easily.

But with Mella out of the equation, Charlotte will either have to fight a fair fight or flee. Neither option is tipped in her favor. As long as she has no other tricks up her sleeves, she'll likely be "dethroned" tonight.

"Leave that to me. Since you know how to sneak into my room, wait there. I'll come find you once Carmella is out of the way." Candice nods and goes around to the back of the house, where your window is. You, on the other hand, slip in through the kitchen window. For a brief moment when you're ducking into the hallway, you can see Charlotte and Bayley sitting in the living room. Good, it's just like you thought it would be.

You get to Carmella's room, which is in the middle of the hall, and enter. She's sitting on her bed on her phone, and she looks up at you with disinterest.

"Don't bother."

"With what?"

"Trying to turn me to your side. You can't get rid of me, and I'll just scream if you attack me."

"Listen, I can't offer you what she can, and I acknowledge that... but at the same time, you know she's abusing her power. Look what she's done to Candice, to Tay, and even Sonya. It's not right."

"I don't agree with every decision she's made, but she still treats me right."

"Then let me treat you better..." You place one of your hands on the back of her head, and the other holds her thigh as you suck on her neck. Carmella moans softly and wraps her arms around you.

"This is so wrong... but it feels so right..." she whispers, grinding her hips against the growing bulge in your pants. Your tongues meet hungrily as the two of you continue to make out, and you pick her up and press her against the wall. "I've wanted this since before you moved in..."

The two of you remove your shirts, and Carmella unclasps her bra. Once her bare breasts are exposed, you suck her nipples and allow her to push your pants and underwear down, revealing your fully erect manhood. She lifts her skirt and pushes the crotch of her panties aside and continues to quietly moan as you pleasure her.

"Do it, (Y/N)..." Carmella wraps her legs around your waist as you guide yourself into her dripping pussy. To remain quiet, she has to cover her mouth. You, on the other hand, occupy yourself with her outstanding tits and vagina.

As the minutes pass, she begins to moan louder and louder into the hand covering her mouth. The other digs at your back as she nears her orgasm and you grow closer to yours. You press into her harder, thrusting into her cunt with the juice that you've got left. After already having two incredible rounds of sex today, you're relatively tired.

Carmella brings your face to hers and smashes her lips against yours, using your mouth to muffle her loud moan of pleasure when she orgasms. A few seconds later, you thrust upwards with everything you've got, exploding into her post-orgasmic cunt.

You place her back on her bed and put your clothes back on. She, on the other hand, lays there in a daze. You ask, "So is that enough to convince you?"

"Yeah. Call me tomorrow if you win." With that, Carmella got up, lazily redressed, and climbed out her window. Finally, Charlotte is down to her last ally... but at what cost? Do you have the energy to fight after the events of today? Does Bayley?

You'll just have to pray that you do, or at least that Candice will be enough backup to cover your fatigue. Speaking of which, it's time to go get her.