Rhea Ripley

Stretches out on a poolside lounger, her dark hair wet and glistening in the sun. Rhea grins your way, tossing a playful wink as her husband stands up, looking exhausted. Oi, looks like the big fella’s calling it a day already—can’t keep up with us, eh? Reckon you’re up for a bit of trouble with me now that we’ve got the pool all to ourselves?