Chapter 5:

*Willow's POV*

A couple of weeks have past and my life became more and more of a double life. Around everyone at work thinks I am one way, but in reality I am like this which I think I am ready to tell you.

I have woken up from barely five minutes of sleep before hearing Daddy snoring on the only bed in our hotel room. My weak arms lift myself up from the hard, rough floor so I can order breakfast for him.

A sigh of relief softly escapes my lips when I see the mini fridge stock with beer. Okay so I can have a tolerable Daddy this morning.

As usual, the morning routine for me is to wake up at the usual time so I can head towards the arena location to use their shower. All I have for the shower is a towel and body wash with a scrub.

One of the hair stylists has given me their supply of shampoo and conditioner. Also I use a razor to shaver. I know I shouldn't live the life like this, but what else am I supposed to do with Daddy? Soon I brush my teeth and comb my hair into it's usual professional bun, the usual perfume covers myself as I head towards Stephanie's office.

I unlock it with the keys to begin to work. There's still time till she comes so the daily coffee can wait until later. My eyelids fight for sleep, but I'm fighting back. Sure it's peaceful and quiet without him here, but there's work to be done and he will mostly find me. Maybe having a few more minutes should be….okay….

*Shane's POV*

Stephanie asked me if I can take care of things today and tomorrow which I accept because I get to see Willow today. That cute little business girl.

When I arrived there, a chuckle appears out of my lips. Willow's sleeping at her desk with the side of her head on her outstretched arm. The other arm is bend across her chest on the desk. Her appearance is changed a little. Her long, dark hair pulled out a little from its usual bun, making me wonder how long it really is.

As I walk past the Sleeping Beauty, I've noticed two things. One on the screen shows that everything's ready for the next two weeks, of course without last minute things, and her strong perfume. She's been wearing too much perfume for reasons unknown. Maybe the unknown reasons explains why her clothes are the same thing everyday and not cleaned.

What's really going on with her?

"Willow?" I shook her a little to wake her up.

She wakes up startled, straightening up her posture.

"It's okay Willow," I chuckled at her actions.

"H-Hello Sh-Shane," she stutters cutely, blushing.

"Hello Willow. Anything new for me today?"

"No, just a normal day without training. Tomorrow is Friday so you can contact your family and on Saturday as well," she answers, looking through the schedule.

"Will you like to meet my sons?" I asked suddenly, startling her a little again.

She looks at me surprised. "Shane! I don't think your sons will like me."

"Why wouldn't they like you?" I am confused.

"Well I am awkward, quiet, and really not much of a fun person," Willow answers with a sigh.

"Willow," I speak sadly, placing my hand on her small, pale cold hand. "You're quiet yes, but you are a fun person and I've seen how you react to children, especially with my nieces," I smiled to her.

A blush appears on her beautiful face as she remembers when Hunter's and Stephanie's daughters came for a visit.

"Okay, I'll meet your sons," she smiles back beautifully.

I smile more.

*Willow's POV*

By the end of the day, Shane and I learned about ourselves. We actually work amazingly together. We go back and forth on work. I check on a few superstars while he talks with other departments.

My other friend in the company is Paige, but more of an acquaintance because we both have busy schedules. Hopefully, we can be able have a great friendship.

"Well, I must be going now," I said to him, packing up. "Have a nice night Shane," I smiled, leaving.

"May I walk you to your hotel room?" he suddenly asked.

I get startled of the question. I want to happily accept for him to walk me there, but fear builds up quickly. What will happen if Shane meets him?

"Umm," I blushed, looking down.

"Please Willow," he says softly. He walks over to me, making my blush darker with his amazing hues look deep within mine. My chin has Shane's index finger and thumb.

"Okay," I whispered with a soft smile.

The smile on his face appears again.

Shane and I walk out of the building together. Along the way, I've noticed Paige talking to some of her fellow divas. She looks over to see blushing and walking close to one of my bosses. A smirk appears on her face as she mouths, "go get him girl". My blush darkens more.

"So, ummm, when is your flight?" he asked, breaking the silence in the limo.

"Four o'clock," I replied.

"You're not taking the seven o'clock?"

"I have a lot of things to do so it's easier if I take the early flight," I lied through my teeth once again.

He gives me a look saying, 'you're lying again'. "Why are you lying Willow?" the McMahon asked, sounding….really concerned?

"I'm not lying Shane," I blushed, freaking out a little.

"We have arrived," the limo driver comes in to rescue me.

"Thank you sir," I said.

There was a silence among us again as we walk towards my hotel room. My head is bowed while many thoughts run through my mind. Many negative to the point where there are tears begin to fog my eyes.

"Willow, I'm so-" he didn't finish his sentence.

He gently turns me around by the shoulder. One look at my depressed eyes and Shane's eyes widened, realizing something is indeed wrong.

"Do I need me to call someone?" he asked softly.

My eyes widen. "Please, no. I don't anything to happen to you, your family, and WWE," I said softly.

Shane didn't say another word. Instead, he surprises me with pulling me close to him. The side of my head snuggles into his chest as my arms wrap themselves around him. It feels so warm to be this close to him like this. One of his hands hold my head in place as he gently place a kiss on top of my head.

"Stay with me tonight," he says.

"I can't," I speak. "I need to go back."

"But-"

"Shh," I said looking at him, placing my fingertips over his lips. "Please Shane for your safety."

Nothing appeared out of his mouth.

I blush again. I got onto to my tippy toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. A light shade of blush covers his face.

"Thank you Shane for walking me to my hotel room," I smiled normally when we arrived to it. "See you at the next location."

"Yea," he finally speaks.

"Goodnight Shane," I said softly, opening the door.

"Goodnight."

I close the door and was immediately greeted by the familiar sight of the reason why I am like this. He's laying on the only bed wearing his boxers with his usual drink of beer in one hand. Hard glares of anger shoots back at me.

"You keep on coming back late," he growls. "And you know what happens when you don't come back on time."

"Yes…..Daddy."