Problem

|Alexa|

Earlier tonight I showed Sasha exactly what I meant. I'm coming for them, and this time, I'm doing whatever it takes to bring them down, especially him.

I grabbed my title and made my way down to catering, where I saw Kevin Owens, Roman's opponent tonight.. "Hey Kev." "Alexa?" I nodded "How are you?" "Great." He was about to walk away but I grabbed his arm, stopping him. "Wait! How about we make a deal?" "What?" "You do me a favor and I'll do you one." He looked at me for a second but then shook his head. "I'm married-" I held up my hand "That's not the kind of favor I was referring to.. I meant a title shot."

He finally looked at me, interested. "What do you want?" "Attack Reigns before your match tonight and I'll convince Kurt to give you a shot at the Universal Championship." I watched as his frown turned in a smile. "Fine.. Don't cheat me."

"I won't as long as you get it done." He nodded and walked away. I walked to the tv area, excited to see Reigns get decimated. I watched as his music played, he walked out, his face tough and strong. He was walking down the ramp when Owens sneaked up behind him, hitting him hard on the back, but not knocking him down.

I watched as Kevin tried to slam him into the steel steps but he fought his way out and rammed Kevin into the apron, Kevin screaming in agony. He picked him up and rolled him into the ring before turning back up the ramp. I felt my heart stopped as he walked backstage. I quickly grabbed my title and walked down to my locker room. How did he beat Kevin? It doesn't make sense, he is only one guy, yet no one can beat him.

I was about to open the door to my locker room but I left someone grabbed my arm, holding it against my back. I felt my title slip out of my hand as he leaned closer to me. My heart thumped at the feeling of his breath on my ear.

"You're getting on my last fucking nerve, babygirl. Stop the games before I show you a side of me, you don't want to see." "No." I said the word without even thinking, hoping that I don't live to regret it. "Then don't say I didn't warn you."

I gasp as I felt his hand graze my backside before walking away. The air thick and heavy.