So... Hot

Alicia smirked and waved her hand, beckoning on him to come closer. Roland looked around first to see if anyone was paying attention to them, when he saw no one he leaned closer and let Alicia whisper her 'favor' in his ear.

"I can't do that." He yelled, glaring at the little devil before him.

Alicia's eyes widened, "You can't, or you won't?" She asked with a bored look. She picked up her drink and took another sip, her taunting eyes still looking at him.

Roland fumed and replied, "I won't do that, Alicia. That could cost me my job, and I don't have anything else left apart from this."

He wondered why this little miss was so devilish, all she does was bring someone who was lower than her down. All he wanted was a nice and quiet life, away from his past and from everything else. But that wouldn't be possible with this demon tormenting his life.

"You will do this, and you won't get caught. Don't you trust me, Roland?" She asked, her snake-like gray eyes peering at him.

He knew the answer…. They both knew the answer. He trusted her with his life, and he was ready to do anything for her….anything but this. Doing this meant he was going against someone who helped him during his darkest moment.

"See, this wouldn't be too hard. Just do this, and I promise this will be the last time I will ask anything from you." She said with a smile.

Roland scoffed, he knew she was lying. Those were the same words she said to him last time, and the previous times.

He mulled on it, he had two options; if he do this he'll be free from Alicia and her shenanigans temporarily and two if he doesn't do this, his past will come out in light, and then he will lose his job and everything concerning him and land his ass in jail.

Roland gulped and then let out a loud breath,

"Fine, but what happens after?" He asked, not looking at her. There was no reason to stare at the devil before him.

"You don't have to bother yourself with that, Roland, get this one done, and your job is done." She affirmed.

Roland nodded his head and stretched his hand out, smiling sweetly, Alicia passed a white substance to him.

"Make sure you don't mess this up, Roland." She warned as he made to leave.

"I won't." He left.

Alicia looked at Roland as he left, then took her eyes to the two people who were still discussing.

'Just a little more time and I will get you, my sweetheart.' She smirked hen gulped her drink down.

— — —

Genevieve cursed for the umpteenth time that night, the man beside her was a chatterbox and someone who wasn't ready to leave her be. She cursed that taxi driver over again, this was his fault. If he had dropped her in another hotel, she wouldn't have been here dealing with this man.

"What do you want, Mr.?" She asked, as she couldn't take his whining any longer. She came here for some quiet time for herself, to reflect on where she had gone wrong on her relationship with Ben, not this. She came here to think of a better way to punish his ass and that bitch he was cheating on her with, and not to deal with this green-eyed man.

"You." The words came out from his mouth before he could stop them.

The hand holding her glass paused when she heard that, slowly she turned to the man beside her with raised brows.

"Come again." She asked, like she didn't believe what she just heard.

"I said I want you, I want to know you." He quickly changed his words after seeing the dangerous look in her eyes.

Genevieve scoffed then faced the bar attender, she ordered for another drink but the bar attender hesitated. It was against the place policy to give their customers more drink when hey were already drunk, and he would rather not get fired, he looked at the man beside her for help and all the man could do was nod his head.

He sighed and went on to bring the drink.

Genevieve thought of stripping Ben of all his money, after all what will he do with no money and whose girl would follow him if he had nothing? A light chuckle came out from her mouth, alerting the man beside her.

His green eyes stare at her face from his side view, since she walked into the bar looking so wretched and bittered, this was the first time he was hearing her last. Even when she speaks, he could hear her broken voice, his hands clenched by his side. He really wanted to know who that bastard was, that broke her heart.

"Here miss." Eve brought her head up and smiled appreciatively at the bar attender.

"Thank you, my good sir." She giggled after saying that and then down the drink. She kept on ordering for more, while the man beside her nods at her every request. He was there to protect her from any prey.

Genevieve took the last drink, and she felt like her head was about to pull off, her body was starting to get hot inside, and she wondered why. She moaned softly, ruffled her hair, then turned to the green-eyed man.

"You look so cute, Mr." She said after staring at him for long. She laughed after that, clapping her hand and moaning at the same time.

The green-eyed man stared at her in amusement, certainly a drunk Eve was a sight to see.

Genevieve felt more uncomfortable anything she moved, her body was getting hotter by the passing minute, and it was getting unbearable for her to seat in only place.

She leaned towards the man and moaned softly as her hot body touched his cold ones, seeing that it helped her hot body, she leaned more into the man's body.

The green-eyed man looked at the lady in his arms and frowned. What was suddenly wrong with her? He wondered.

"It…it's hot." She whispered, but her words are slurred.

The man had to move closer so he could hear what she was saying, for that, he held her head from moving about. He almost pulled his hand off when he felt how hot her body was.

What the hell!

"It's hot… so hot…" she muttered pulling her body from her seat she sat on the man's lap and sighed in relief, but that didn't end there, she started rubbing her body against his intimately.