Risk it, Lose it (Remington Series 3)

Chapter 1 - Taming Alpha

Rylee's POV

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

I closed my eyes tightly to fully feel his presence. Para akong binalik sa realidad. Ano ba, am I really sure with what I'm doing? Is this even worth it? Parang gusto kong balikan kung bakit ginagawa ko lahat ng 'to.

I glanced at Tristan. Confusion was evident on his face as he looked at me. Parang biglang-bigla siya. Nang matitigan ko siya nang maigi, parang may kung anong bumagsak sa sikmura ko.

I was engaging in an intimate act with the man I despised the most.

Nagsimula lahat 'to nang dalhin ako ni Annaliese sa maingay at madilim na club na iyon. She was with her fake boyfriend, Rhys Remington. Oras na umupo ako sa table nila, nagtama na ang tingin namin ni Tristan. His intense gaze, as dark as the night, pierced through me like a predator eyeing his prey. Pakiramdam ko, tingin niya ay ako ang magiging biktima niya ngayong gabi.

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. Ngunit kahit na dalawa ang pinakilala niya, my gaze was entrapped by the mysterious guy having dark aura across the room. Sa isip ko, naglalaro na ang mga katagang magiging akin siya ngayong gabi.

Nagtama ang mga mata namin at para bang lahat na lang ata ng bagay sa paligid ay gusto kaming pagdikitin. Kaya naman, naupo ako sa harap niya, at hindi nagpatalo sa kaniya.

Hindi ako bumitaw sa titigan namin habang palakas nang palakas ang tugtog. People are becoming wilder. I am feeling hotter every minute. Kiniling ko ang ulo ko habang nakatitig kay Tristan. His eyes betrayed a hint of curiosity, mukhang nakikita niyang hindi ako nagpapatalo sa kahit anong init ng titig niya.

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, at hinding-hindi ko ito palalagpasin.

"I'm Rylee."

Bryce cast a fleeting glance my way, acknowledging me with a subtle not before turning his attention to the glass in his hand. Masyadong mukhang problemado ang Remington na ito at hindi makikipaglaro sa apoy kahit kanino. Wala rin naman akong pakialam dahil hindi siya ang target ko.

It was Tristan.

His eyes bore into me with an intensity that felt like he was undressing my soul. Kung talagang kaluluwa ko ang huhubaran niya. Just by the look of it, mukhang nahubaran niya na rin ang katawang lupa ko. A shiver ran down my spine as his eyes locked onto mine, revealing a desire that sent chills through me.

Hindi na ata dahil lang sa alak kung bakit mapait ang dila ko, it was also because of this guy.

Walang-wala siyang pinagkaiba sa lahat ng narinig ko sa kaniya. A playboy. A jerk. Mahilig maglaro sa kama kasama ang iba't ibang babae. Siya na yata ang pinaka-cliche na tagapagmanang nakilala ko.

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

I almost scoffed. Ngayon lang talaga dahil hindi ka kailanman tumingin sa baba. You always carry yourself so high, never casting a glance towards those beneath you. Ilang beses na yata akong pumasok sa club na ito pero ni isang beses hindi manlang ako tinapunan ng tingin nitong lalaking 'to.

Annaliese's fake boyfriend turned oout 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," I lied.