Chapter 11

As the night wore on, Amy got more and more furious. At this point she pretty much hated all men, and now she wanted to get back at both Adam and Shane. How dare they try to control her life by using the Women's Championship title as bait. She would be no part of their little game.

The stage had already been set for the night. At the beginning of the show, Trish Stratus had challenged Lita to a match and Lita accepted as had been laid out by the "last minute" changes to the script.

Now it was time for Amy to put on a performance of a lifetime. As her music filled the arena, Lita walked down the ramp to a chorus of boos. Even though this time she entered the ring without the accompanyment of Edge, she could still hear the hallowing echoes of "slut, slut, slut" chanted in her direction. She had to admit, she never could get used to hearing people call her that, even though she knew it was just all part of what is known as sports entertainment. Vince McMahon prided himself on making sure the audience played a role in every storyline, and if they weren't hating you or loving you, then something was wrong. Regardless, Amy despised the undeserved chant.

Backstage, Adam was glued to a monitor. He watched as Amy strutted down the ramp in preparation for the title changing match. Although this should have been one of the happiest moments of both their lives, it was one of the worst. Adam knew he had betrayed Amy and the glory of holding the Women's belt would pale in comparison to the way Amy felt betrayed by not only her lover, but her best friend. At this point, Adam could care less about the men's title. What he wanted most in the world now was to have Amy in his arms.

Shane, on the other hand sat in a production booth watching as his plan unfolded before a worldwide television audience. Shane leaned back in his chair full of contempt. The way he figured it, Adam was now out of the way, Amy would be getting the women's title and she would have no choice but to come running to him with all her happiness and gratitude. Even Shane had to admit his actions were a little dirty, but he truly felt that Amy deserved the title. It just so happens that timing is everything and right now Shane needed to use whatever power he had to be with the woman he couldn't seem to get out of his mind.

As Lita rolled into the ring the ref called for the bell and the match was on. The way it was planned was for Lita to gain the upper hand for a majority of the match, then Trish would make a valiant comeback until Lita would attack her from behind first with a vicious hair pull and then with a chair. The woman played everything out as planned until the moment when Lita was supposed to kick out at the last second setting up the chair shot and ultimate cover-up. Instead of kicking out of the pin Trish laid on her, Lita simply did nothing. As the ref counted, he had no choice but to count to three for the pin fall. The crowd went crazy after they realized Trish had successfully defended her title, but as the crowd cheered a dumbfounded Trish Stratus rose to her feet not exactly sure what to do. She looked over at the ref who shrugged his shoulders and then grabbed her hand and raised it in victory. Trish decided she'd better play along and ask questions later. So as Trish stood in the middle of the ring the victor once again, Lita lay on the mat withering in pain, but inside Amy Dumas was smiling from ear to ear saying to herself, "take that you sons of bitches."

Backstage Adam couldn't help but to smile just a little. "That's my girl", he thought. He certainly didn't expect anything less from Amy and he wished to God he could tell her how proud of her he was.

Shane on the other hand was pissed. He had handed Amy the title on a silver platter and she just threw it away. Amy's stubbornness was all at once sexy and annoying to Shane. Right now he was annoyed. No one, especially not an employee, was at liberty to change the result of a match when it had already been predetermined by a McMahon. Amy would have to learn that just because she had slept with the boss's son, she would not be given preferential treatment when it came to consequences for breaking the rules.

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As Amy exited the shower located in the woman's locker room there was a loud pounding on the door. From the other side a voice called out, "You girls decent?"

All at once the women got clothed and then opened the door for the man on the other side.

As a stagehand entered first, the women in the locker room were surprised to see Shane McMahon follow from behind. His words were direct as he spotted Amy immediately.

"Amy I need to have a word with you. The rest of you ladies will have to excuse us."

Trish looked over at Amy with a bit of concern. She knew that Amy was supposed to be the winner that night, but for whatever reason, Amy did not kick out. It was very rare for anyone to see Shane McMahon in a bad mood. If anyone was raising their voice or walking around screaming profanities, it was usually Vince. Even Stephanie McMahon had been known to throw tantrums every now and then, but not Shane. Shane was Mr. Happy Go Lucky. So, before Trish exited, she placed a comforting hand on Amy's arm.

"Nice match hon. We'll talk later okay?" She said, hoping to offer Amy some comfort.

Little did Trish know though that Amy needed anything but comfort. What she needed right now was restraint. The last thing she was about to let happen was for a spoiled little rich boy like Shane McMahon push her around. She knew in her heart that what she had done night was right thing to do.

"Okay Amy what gives? Why did you do it?" Shane asked trying hard to stay calm.

"Do what, ruin your precious little plans for me?" Amy retaliated. "If you wanted me to have the belt Shane why didn't you just tell me? Why go through Adam? Why all the underhandedness?"

Amy folded her arms across her chest and waited for a response, but just as Shane was about to open his mouth she cut him off.

"Oh I know, because you're an asshole!" She practically shouted at him.

As Amy grabbed her bagged and started marching away, Shane grabbed her by the arm.

"You going somewhere young lady?" He asked.

At this point Shane tried desperately to resist how sexy Amy looked right now. She had just gotten out of the shower, she smelled like a bed of roses, and best of all she was super pissed. Shane was in heaven. How in the hell could he possibly stay focused on the reason he was there in the first place when his out of control libido was now running the show.

Amy tried hard to release Shane's grasp, but his hold just got tighter.

"Okay Shane, if you don't let go of my arm you'll be pissing blood for the next two weeks." Amy threatened.

Shane wasn't stupid. He knew he had pushed her beyond all reason and if she did indeed make true on her threat, he wasn't about to have to explain any kind of "complication" in the "manhood" area to his wife Marissa. So, he let go of her arm, but not before giving Amy a little smirk.

"Smart choice" Amy said as she rubbed her arm.

"It's too bad I have to suspend you Amy for breaking the rules. You really are a sexy woman you know that?" Shane said playfully.

At this point Shane had lost all power. Shortly after entering the ladies locker room his itinerary had completely changed. He couldn't stay mad at Amy, she was just too hot. Besides, he could care less who held the women's title, what he wanted was to make love to Amy in the worst way. He had to exercise the demons in his mind so to speak. What had been missing for so long in the bedroom at home was now right here in front of him. He could almost smell victory, because the more Amy got mad at him, the more things were starting to heat up, and with heat there's fire.

"Fuck you Shane." Amy said, but then laughed to herself. "Of course this is what it's all about isn't it. You're quest for a good fuck?"

Shane shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"You have to admit Amy, me and you are good together in a bad way. Hell, at least I'm honest." Shane said offering up puppy dog eyes.

"Well there's a first." Amy responded.

By now Amy's temper had simmered a bit. Sure she was still pissed at Shane, but what could she expect from a guy like that? He had played her before and was doing it again. It was part of his charm. Part of the reason his image kept popping up in her head, even when she was with the man that made her smile time and time again, Adam. As unfair as it may be, Amy was angrier at Adam than she could ever be with Shane. With Shane, she would expect something like this, but with Adam, she expected more. Adam had deceived her and broke her trust. To be honest, she wasn't sure if things would ever be the same or repairable between the two. On the other hand, here was Shane, being the arrogant son of a bitch she fell for so many months ago.

"Tell you what, let me kiss you and I'll stay out of your life for good." Shane offered.

The proposition was a joke to Amy. She just couldn't get over how many games Shane liked to play. She supposed it was probably his way of hearing himself talk and patting himself on the back for how clever he thought he was. As Amy laughed to herself, Shane took her chin in his hand and shifter her face toward his. Then slowly he went in to meet his lips with hers. But before Shane could even feel how truly hot Amy's breath was getting, she turned away.

"No deal Shane. I know how you're deal's work. The only one who will benefit from anything is you." Amy said and then took a step backward biting the lower part of her lip in frustration.

Shane smiled back at Amy. Despite her defiance, he could sense he was close to getting what he wanted.

"Not true and you know it. But, if you don't want to deal that's fine, no deal. Guess I'll just have to kiss you anyway and be part of your life forever." Shane said with a smirk.

Amy haphazardly took another step back as Shane moved toward her. He reached out almost aggressively and grabbed both her arms, pulling her close to his body. Before Amy had time to react, their lips were sealed in a passionate kiss.