Risk it, Lose it (Remington Series 3)

Chapter 1 - Taming Alpha

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This chapter contains explicit mature scenes, references to cigarettes, alcohol consumption, and the use of strong language. Reader discretion is advised. The content is intended for mature audiences and may not be suitable for all readers. Please proceed with caution and consider your own comfort level before continuing.

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Rylee's POV

"Fuck, Rylee! You're a virgin?!"

I closed my eyes tightly to fully feel his presence, as if I was being brought back to reality. 'Are you sure about what you're doing, Rylee? Is this even worth it?' I questioned myself. I glanced at Tristan, confusion evident on his face as he looked at me. Suddenly, a hollowness settled in my stomach – I was engaging in an intimate act with the man I despised the most.

It all began when Annaliese dragged me into that dimly lit bar, with her fake boyfriend, Rhys. Tristan's intense gaze, as dark as the night, pierced through me like a predator eyeing its prey. Hindi niya alam na planado na ang lahat. I was determined to captivate him, make him fall for me so deeply that standing up again would be a challenge.

"Rylee, mga pinsan ni Rhys, si Bryce, tapos si Tristan."

Ngumiti ako kay Annaliese nang ipakilala niya ako sa dalawa.

My gaze was entrapped by the mysterious guy exuding a dark aura across the room. In my mind echoed the words, "Tonight, you'll be mine."

Our eyes locked, and the rhythm of the music surrounding us created a magnetic pull. I boldly took a seat in front of him, initiating a silent contest through our intertwined stares.

As the pulsating beat continued, I refused to break our gaze. His raised eyebrow betrayed a hint of curiosity, realizing I wasn't backing down from this challenge. A confident smirk played on my lips as I nonchalantly sipped on the liquor gracing the table. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I have no intention of letting it slip away.

"I'm Rylee."

Bryce cast a fleeting glance my way, acknowledging with a subtle nod before turning his attention to the glass in his hand. This Remington appeared burdened, his tired eyes showing the weight of sleepless nights. The atmosphere around him hinted an untold story.

However, it was Tristan who captivated my attention.

His eyes bore into me with an intensity that felt like he was undressing my soul. A shiver ran down my spine as his eyes locked onto mine, revealing a desire that sent chills through me. The bitterness on my tongue wasn't just from the drink; it was the taste of Tristan's unsettling pierce.

"Are you new here? Ngayon lang kita nakita," Tristan said in a deep voice.

Ngayon lang talaga dahil hindi ka kailanman tumingin sa baba. You always carry yourself so high, never casting a glance towards those beneath you. I've been trying to enter the same bar for years, but it's been in vain—your eyes never acknowledged my presence. Annaliese's fake boyfriend turned out to be unexpectedly valuable, I guess. Well, thanks to him, I'm slowly finding my way closer to Tristan.

"I've been going here for months. Pero ngayon lang din kita nakita."

Tristan smirked and took a sip of his whiskey. I grabbed the three shots of tequila on the table and downed them one after the other. His eyes remained locked on me, and I couldn't help but notice how he gulped while his lingering lust travels on my exposed legs as I sat provocatively.

I couldn't resist a playful remark, "Are your pants getting tighter now, Tristan?"

Tumayo ako para sumayaw. A grin spread across my lips as I realized Tristan was trailing me onto the dance floor. Hindi pa ako nakakapagsimula ay naramdaman ko na ang kamay niya sa bewang ko.