"Am I hearing this correctly? Does little Swifty want to get his ass handed to him by a girl?"

Alexandra had to chuckle at the thought.

"Swift Ion, the time for fun and games is over. All of your hard work, all of the blood, the sweat and the tears has led you to here. You want to say that the Television Title shot was as good as yours, but yet, my name is on the contract. It's signed, sealed, and delivered. The only person who can break that contract is the management team. But however, I could talk to them about setting up this little match between us, but first, you have to agree to my stipulations. You see, you want me to put my Title shot on the line, but you didn't offer up anything in return. So how about I make a counter offer? You win, I'll give you my title shot. But if I win," Alexandra pauses to smirk evilly. "You are my bitch boy for two whole weeks, you will do what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it. You back out of this, then you'll know, you are going to lose."

Alexandra thinks for a second before speaking again.

"Hell I'm so confident I will even let Luca, Griffin or anyone else choose the match stipulation. So what do you say Swifty?"