Seducing Mr. Antisocial |WARNING: R-18|

Chapter 1

Diversity is a good thing. Different isn't always bad. Different can be awesome, too. ~Lavinia Montoya

You looked like an angel kicked out from heaven, and you looked like you wanted to murder God and all his angels. I thought you were beautiful." ~ Evan Agnarsson

"So, who's your flavor of the night?"

Lavinia tossed her long, black hair and curved her lips at her friend Carmi. Pagkatapos ay pinagkrus niya ang mga binti at ibinaling ang titig sa dance floor. Hindi mahulugang karayom ang loob ng La Vida. Sharp, electric lights and pounding music pulsed across the gyrating bodies in the dance floor. They moved like a single specie, all sensual heat and energy. Lavinia was sure there were at least three couples already having sex in there, but she could be wrong.

She spotted Scott Monteberde and his wife Edwina by the bar. The two looked like dopey teenagers as they grinned at each other.

Sumasakit ang ngipin niya sa sobrang sweet ng dalawang iyon.

"It's such a shame Scott's already taken." Bumuntong hininga si Carmi at sumisim ng bloody mary nito. "He's just so gorgeous and–"

"There are many other gorgeous men, Cami," matabang niyang putol sa kaibigan at lumagok din ng kanyang dry martini. "Stop fantasizing about a married man."

"I know but still!" giit ng kaibigan.

Nagkibit balikat siya at pinagpatuloy ang pagsipat sa mga mukha sa maingay na club.

She fantasized about Scott once, too. It was hard not to. The guy was like chocolate sundae and syrup and whip cream. Sinful, decadent, yummy. Pero ancient history na iyon. The guy had always been in a serious relationship, and she had never entertained the thought of a serious relationship since she was...well, since ancient history.

"And the thing is, Lavinia," patuloy ni Carmi, "most of them are getting married already!" Ibinagsak nito ang baso sa mesa at hinawakan ang dibdib nito na para bang may malaking utang dito ang mundo. Tumama ang mga ilaw rito at parang nag-aapoy ang maikling pulang buhok ng babae.

"Hindi mo ba napansin? Si Michael, si Nathan, si Kevin, si Nikolas, si Anthony, si Rigo, si Levi, si Inigo, even Rafe! All the hot guys are getting hitched! What's wrong with them?"

She huffed and tossed down her martini. F*ck if she knew. Again, her friend had a point. Everyone's getting married as if it was the new fad. Umiikli ang listahan niya ng possible f*ck buddies dahil sa pagpapakasal ng mga ito. What were single women like her who just wanted to have some fun do now? They're ruining her list!

"Find other available and hot men, that's what," madamdamin niyang saad. "They're still many, Dear. Never lose hope. Marami pang hindi nagko-convert sa Dark Side. Many still see singlehood as the way of life. See there?" Itinuro niya ang isang lalaki sa may dance floor. "George Gamboa, that guy's hung like a bull and f*cks like a stallion, movie star handsome with the body of Channing Tatum, he's always game and ready for action."

"Oooh, that rhymes! What grade will you give him?"

"I don't grade men's sexual prowess, Carmi, it's rude. See that guy?" Tinuro niya ang isa pang lalaki na nasa may bar at may kalampungang dalawang babae.

Bumuntong hininga si Carmi at malawak na ngumisi. "Oh, Bradley's such a good kisser."

"He gives great oral, too."

Bumungisngis ang kaibigan. "I know, right? And he's ultra rich, he's not from old money, but that's okay. I have the pedigree, just a little nudge and maybe I could get him to take me seriously."