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Roland hasn't taken up to four steps when he was cornered.

He cursed without looking at the person holding him by his shoulder,

"What the fuck is your problem?" He growled at the person.

The person hissed, "You are my fucking problem!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Roland snapped his head up and his eyes met with gray fury looking ones.

He gulped and smiled sheepishly.

"What are you doing here Alicia, aren't you suppose to be in there?" He asked.

Alicia scowled and pushed him back into the wall as he made an attempt to escape, there was no escaping an angry Alicia.

"You mess the plan up!" She yelled lowly, so it wouldn't attract unwanted attraction.

Roland's brows raised, "I don't understand what you are saying, Alicia, I did exactly as you said." He replied, trying to act innocent.

But Alicia saw through his lies, she was mad at him for soiling her plans. Now, she was going to show him what a mad Alicia can do. Nobody double crosses her and live to tell the tale.

"You better stop fucking trying to act all innocent with me when you're not, Roland. You knew the plan was to hand over the glass to him and not that fucking heiress." She growls. The more she spoke about it, the angrier she was becoming.

This was her only chance of her getting the man, hell she has done all sorts of things to be with him, but the said man in question wouldn't as much give her a glance. He always acted like she wasn't visible in his presence. Alicia knew how golden this moment was, get him drugged and then sleep with him. Her plan was that simple, get the bastard to add the drug to his drink and the take him to one of the room upstairs and have a good time tiger there, but it clearly seems like the fucker was out to destroy her plan from the on set.

Roland smiled inwardly at her fuming face, this was exactly what he hoped for when he gave the glass to the pretty lady. He would rather have his boss take that broken looking lady instead of the devilish looking Alicia. She was the devil in human form. He knew a punishment would come after this, but he was ready.

"I simply did as I was instructed, Alicia so you can't take up your anger at me." He insisted on being right.

Alicia groaned and dig her nails deeper in his shoulder. The poor man didn't even wince or cry out in pain like she was expecting, and that infuriated her more.

"You know what Roland, I think you're right. This will make a good comeback, actually. It will be the right opportunity for me." Her mind was scheming something new, something bigger. Something that would take that stupid bitch off her path.

Roland suddenly felt the air getting chilly, he gulped down nothing as he stared at her.

He didn't do anything wrong, he was only trying to save his boss from this devil. He just couldn't seat back and watch her destroy him, but now seeing that look on her face, Roland was beginning to regret his decision. He could have gone with the plan earlier and not change it.

"Thank you, Roland." Her lips curled up into a big smile.

Roland blinked, he looked at her and wondered if he was seeing the same Alicia, or maybe she was suddenly replaced by somebody else.

"You…you're thanking me?" He asked in disbelief.

She nodded her head gingerly,

"Yes, thank you Roland for giving me this fine opportunity." She thanked him again.

Roland still couldn't fathom why she was thanking him, he didn't do anything right tonight. In fact, he did the opposite of what she ordered, so why was she thanking him?

"Why?" He asked.

The smile wiped off her lips and an evil grin replaced it, she pulled her hands from his shoulder and moved them to his cheeks.

"Let's just say, I have a better idea now."

Honestly, Alicia was burning inside, but she had to go with the flow. She had to act like she wasn't bothered about her spiked plans, but rather she was bringing a new one to mind.

Genevieve Roman has always and will always be a thorn in her sparkling pearl skin. She has always acted like she owned the world, and she was the queen and everyone around her was nothing but her preys.

Alicia hated seeing Genevieve and no matter how much she has planned against everyone just seem to be on her side. Therefore, she was grateful for this opportunity even though her initial plan didn't work out.

Feeling curious, Roland couldn't help but ask, "What are you planning Alicia?"

She shrugged then pulled her hand from his cheek,

"Nothing much, but know this; the whole world will have something to talk about by tomorrow." She snickered as her eyes glinted with mischief.

"The world…wait, what the heck, Alicia? I hope it isn't what I am thinking right now?" He asked.

Her lips stretched in a wide smile, "it's just as you are thinking, Roland. I have to go now, I need to get the reporters and paparazzi's ready." She tapped his cheeks and made to leave.

Roland held her wrist and only spoke when she looked at him.

"You can't do that, Alicia, know that it will bring you down." He urgently said, searching her eyes to see if she was joking about the said fucking plan. But he could see how serious she was.

"Let. Go. Of. Me." Her voice came out low, but it was stern.

Roland quickly released her hand. "You can't do that, Alicia."

"Why? Why can't I do that, Roland?" She bellowed.

"Because doing that is the same thing as gaining the boss's wrath." He whisper-yelled, looking at her eyes and hoping the message would be passed to her.

But Alicia mind was already made up, her plan has already changed, so why back out now. She would go i with the plan and nothing will stop her.

"I don't care." She gave him one last glance before leaving. On her way out of the lobby, she brought her phone out and place a call across to an old-time friend.