Oh, you want my money?

Shawn was standing in the balcony of a 5- star hotel overlooking the East River, with a lit cigarette in between his fingers. The river was glowing in its bank and was pitch dark in the middle from the moonless night.

He admired the picturesque view in front. It was a view to be enjoyed with your love. He thought about the girl who was about to come meet him in his hotel suite - would she be interested in doing nothing and looking at a soundless river that reflected the tall buildings in its stretch?

He smiled slyly at the thought. 'Just a one night stand, and nothing else.' He mumbled to himself.

The shoot had ended a few minutes before eight. Shawn was happy with the progress at work - two irritating scenes and a relaxing photo-shoot later (the theme needed him posing in and around a leather couch), Shawn was free for the evening. He had chosen to chat with Elaine Burton and get her to come to a hotel room.

Two hours ago...

E: Who's this?

S: You know who.

E: Whatever. I'll block you if you don't say your name.

S: Go ahead.

E: Sure. If that's what you wanted then why did you ask me to meet you?

S: That offer's still open. I'm going to Valley Height. See me there at 9?

E: Why will I do that?

S: Because you want to. Because you've heard I'm good.

E: Good with what?

S: You know ;)

'You are no longer permitted to send messages to this number.'

Shawn was particularly proud of his skills with women and their psych. He liked to create mystery around him. He was a decent guy on your face, but if he was interested in you, he would give you a sneak peak of his wicked side, and lure you to him.

If he needed to, he would put all his work into pleasing a girl. But most that he met didn't make him want to put any efforts. He wouldn't care if a girl was physically satisfied or not after they had fucked. His ego didn't hurt knowing his girl hadn't got off. He just sometimes didn't care.

He knew he was selfish.

After being blocked within ten minutes of his little chat with Elaine, Shawn hadn't dropped the plan of waiting for her in Valley Heights. His gut said she would be there. He also knew that she would ask around and find out that the number belonged to him. She could have asked anybody in Zamini, her acting agency, and they would have identified the phone number.

Shawn had been waiting for a few minutes after he was shown to his suite, and wanted to be done with the night, and her, and retire for the night.

He wasn't sure if he even wanted to look at her condescending face, let alone sleep with her, but there was a strange attraction toward her bitchiness. Shawn wanted to explore her closely.

The doorbell went off at exactly twenty minutes past nine. Shawn raised his right eye brow with an imaginary pat on his back. He had succeeded. He strolled toward the wooden door in his black vest and a grey trouser and opened it with a swift motion.

Elaine Burton hadn't changed from her work clothes. She was standing in her dark red dress that ended far above her knees, with the same hand bag from before in the green room. But she looked flustered.

"You wanted me here... I'm here... Let's do it." She took a hurried step inside the massive suite and threw her bag on a coffee table.

Elaine reached up to Shawn's head with her clawy hands and leaned in to kiss him.

Shawn coughed at her breath. It smelled of garlic and beer. He pulled her hands from his neck and asked her to freshen up. "I'll wait here. Take your time."

"I don't have time. I'll blow your cock and you get me an audition for your next music video." Elaine said in the same rude tone she had used back during the shoot when she had rebuked a waiting staff when he had brought her a hot tea with a straw and no warning.

"THAT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN." Shawn retrieved his calmness after almost snapping at her.

"Fine. Just get me five grand and I'll let you fuck me." Elaine said, sitting on the king size bed.

"Did you think it was a business transaction? "

"Oh, please! What else? I chose you over Duhn. He is richer, but humps like a monkey. I'm bored. Five grand to my bank account right now and I'll do everything you like." Elaine pulled her long, ironed hair to one side and continued, "Come on. Hurry. I'm horny!"

Shawn had been looking at her in disbelief, and a little anger. He had walked into another silly situation because of his cockiness. "You should leave." Shawn said with a dead face, which made Elaine sit up from her leaning position.

"HEY! If I leave, I'm at a loss of four grand. Duhn doesn't pay much you know. I'm at least going to need some compensation."

Shawn thought for a few seconds and then replied, ''Fine. I don't have the money right now, but I'll send you tomorrow. If you can wait a few hours." He was in no way bound to give her even a penny, but Shawn had felt bad for her. Elaine looked like she was selling herself for easy money. Yet, Shawn wanted to believe she wasn't happy. And if him asking her out had caused her some loss, he was alright with giving her some money.

"Oh, No! I can't leave empty handed. Give me something. I'm free for the night. You can arrange something, while I stay here in this amazing room. I'm allowed to order room service, right?" Elaine said, taking off her dress and lying in the bed in her red lingerie set.

"No calling anyone." Shawn said with a bland tone.

He thought he should call Silvers and he'll know what to do. He was about to dial his number when an idea struck him. "I'll give you the money but I need a video testimony where you say you are borrowing four grand from me. And I am not giving you the money for any service you provided. Put your clothes on and sit up."

"FOUR?" Elaine blurted instantaneously.

"Get up." Shawn ordered in seriousness.

"Alright." Elaine slipped into her dress while still sitting on the bed. "Are you ready?" She asked seeing Shawn fidget with his phone.

"Yes. Speak!"

Elaine sighed. "I'm Elaine Burton, and I have borrowed four thousand dollars from Shawn Rayo because I want to get a tooth implant. I want to let everyone know that Shawn isn't giving me the money in exchange for anything? He is a great gu-"

"Okay, that's enough!"

Shawn stopped the video recording and opened the application of his bank. He asked for Elaine's account number which she giddily jabbered. A few more seconds of touching his screen later, Elaine received a text in her cell.

"Great." She immediately got up from the bed and adjusted her short dress. She didn't wait a minute before she grabbed her bag from the table and headed for the door. "Call me when you're feeling generous again." She winked and reached for the door knob.

"You haven't done your job yet. Where are you going?" Shawn asked as he untied his trousers and sat down on a lounge chair.

"Right. Sorry, I thought..."

"I paid a whore, now I want to see how good she is at what she does." Shawn said with a dark expression.

"Hmm." Elaine let out a sigh. "Pull down your pants." She said as she now stood a foot away from him.

Shawn did as directed.

He was laughed at by her when he fumbled after being overwhelmed by the crowd in the studio, and now she was down on her knees trying to please him.

The day had ended perfectly.