Chapter 3

As Stephanie left her office, Shane closed the door behind her, telling the secretary to make sure they are not disturbed. He turns to Tomoko and gentlemanly offers her a seat on one of the guest chairs. He then leans back on the edge of Stephanie's desk with his arms folded across his chest.

"Okay, so the first thing I have to ask is what the hell are you doing here?" Shane asks directly, not interested in small talk of any kind.

"I need to speak to you." Tomoko replies.

Shane laughs to himself, but is not amused. "So you came all the way to the United States, because you need to talk to me?" He said sarcastically.

"I from here, Los Angeles to be exact. I only moved to Japan 2 years ago for the money."

"Okay, so where do I fit in?" Shane replies getting more and more aggravated with the whole mystery.

Tomoko takes a deep breath, then starts.

"I lost my job when the club found out I was pregnant." Shane raises an eyebrow at the mention of the word 'pregnant'. Tomoko looks to the floor, recalling the moment in her mind when she was fired. Her whole livelihood taken from her in an instant.

"Shit happens." Shane says coldly, and then continues. "I'm still waiting to find out why you're here."

"I was pregnant with your child Mr. McMahon. I lost the baby a few weeks ago, but the club refuses to hire me back. Word spread fast, now I can't find a job anywhere in Tokyo."

Shane starts to pace, pushing a hand through his dark hair.

"Wow, did you say pregnant with my baby? Fucking impossible. How do you know it was mine?"

"I was exclusive to you. When I got pregnant you were my only client. Mr. Ishihi ordered me not to 'entertain' any other patrons, or I'd lose my job. I assumed you two had made some kind of arrangement."

Tomoko was right, Shane had made her his exclusive whore, so to speak. At the time, he didn't like the idea of 'his woman' sleeping around with other men. Therefore, he paid Mr. Ishihi, the owner of the club, a healthy sum of money to make sure Tomoko entertained only him, when he wanted it and how it wanted it.

Shane continued to pace. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. If anyone were to find out he got another woman pregnant, and a prostitute at that, he'd be a dead man.

"Unfucking believable. I want you out of here right now. Don't you ever show up here or anywhere near me again." Shane turned away from Tomoko coldly. Before heading out the door, Tomoko made one last plea.

"Mr. Mahon, I need your help. If you could just help me out with the medical bills from the miscarriage, that's all I'm asking. I have no job and nowhere else to go."

Shane turned to look at Tomoko, a dark expression crossing his face.

"You want money huh, well you weren't exactly a cheap fuck. You've got plenty of my money as it is. The only way I'd give you another dime is if you blow me right here and now." A look of surprise crossed Tomoko's face. Shane continued.

"Since this isn't exactly my office, and since you're nothing but a manipulative bitch, that's not going to happen." Shane finished with a smirk, which quickly turned to a scowl.

Tomoko was devastated and humiliated by Shane's harsh words. For whatever reason, she thought the man who had slept with her time and again, every time treating her with more respect than any of her previous clients, might actually show her some kind of sympathy. She was wrong. Unable to bear a second more in Shane's presence, she hurried out the door covering her tear stained face with her hands.

Before reaching the elevators, Stephanie called out Tomoko's name.

"Tomoko!"

Tomoko stopped in her tracks trying desperately to clean her face and make-up. As Stephanie got closer, she could see Tomoko had been crying. She placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Tomoko, are you okay." Stephanie asked concerned.

"I'm fine, but I really need to get going." She replied, never once lifting her head. Then, before Stephanie could say another word, she was gone.

When Stephanie returned to her office, she saw Shane standing there with an angered look on his face getting ready to leave.

"Wait a second there big brother. I saw Tomoko out in the hallway. Just what exactly happened between you two?"

"None of your damn business Steph, just drop it. Better yet, just pretend you never saw her today." Shane ordered.

Stephanie rubbed her chin with her hand, staring at Shane with indifference.

"I don't think so Shane, I want her on our roster. She has the look we need. I'm willing to pay whatever it takes for her to be our next diva."

"You're crazy, that's just not going to happen." Shane said as he passed Stephanie heading for the door. She grabbed his arm before he got too far.

"Oh yes it will Shane. If you want me to forget that I just saw a beautiful young lady leave your presence in tears, then you'll help me get her on this roster."

Shane knew Stephanie and knew he was better off conceding. If he resisted too much, more questions were sure to follow. In retrospect, he figured Tomoko didn't want to discuss their history as much as he didn't want to discuss it. She was the one who should be embarrassed. She's a hooker for Christ's sake, Shane thought to himself. How degrading is that?

Shane swung his arm aggressively out of Stephanie's grip.

"Okay, sis, I'll tell you how to get in touch with Tomoko, but you have to do the rest. I don't want to have anything more to do with it." At that, Shane stomped out of Stephanie's office, slamming the door behind him.