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A Taste of Danger
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08.01.2026 13:09:59CHAPTER ONE
The Night Everything Changed The bass of the music vibrated through Alessandra Reyes’ body as neon lights danced across the massive private villa. Laughter. Alcohol. Bodies moving under glowing blue pool lights. Everything about the night screamed chaos and Aly loved every second of it. “Come on, Aly! One more shot!” sigaw ni Kiara habang nakataas ang maliit na tequila glass. Umikot si Aly habang tumatawa, her long dark hair slightly damp from the pool water clinging to her skin. Suot niya ang isang dangerously tiny black swimsuit na may manipis na silver chains sa magkabilang balakang. The moment she walked into the party earlier, halos lahat ng mata ay napunta agad sa kanya. And she knew it. Hindi dahil nagpapapansin siya. Natural lang talaga siyang agaw-atensyon. Confident. Wild. Beautiful. “Papatayin ako ng atay ko,” natatawang sabi niya bago pa rin inagaw ang shot glass. “Killjoy!” sabay-sabay na sigaw ng barkada niya. “Excuse me?” Tinaas niya ang kilay habang may mapanghamong ngiti sa labi. “Ako? Killjoy? Never.” Nag-cheer ang grupo habang tuluyan niyang ininom ang tequila. Mainit agad iyong dumaloy sa lalamunan niya. “Damn, Aly,” natatawang sabi ng isa nilang kaibigan. “You’re on fire tonight.” She smirked. “Always.” Tumalon siya pabalik sa pool habang sumisigaw ang mga tao sa paligid. Water splashed everywhere as music echoed through the luxurious mansion. Exclusive ang party. Invite-only. Puro anak ng politicians, celebrities, business heirs, influencers, at mga taong hindi basta-basta naaabot ng ordinaryong tao. Pero wala iyong pakialam kay Aly. Party lang ang habol niya. Freedom. Fun. Escape. “Aly!” Pag-ahon niya mula pool, agad siyang sinalubong ng isa pang tray ng drinks. “Another challenge!” Napatawa siya habang pinipiga ang tubig mula buhok niya. “What now?” Truth or dare games had been going on for almost an hour already, at halos wala siyang tinanggihang challenge. “Salt. Shot. Dance challenge.” Nag-ingay agad ang grupo. “Ooooooh!” Napailing siya habang natatawa. “Basic.” “No, wait,” dagdag ni Kiara na may malisyosong ngiti. “May twist.” Nagkatinginan ang barkada bago lahat tumingin sa iisang direksyon. Napakunot-noo si Aly. “Why are you all looking over there?” At doon niya nakita. Nakatayo sa second floor balcony ng villa ang isang lalaki. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Wearing an all-black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled slightly above his wrists. Habang ang lahat sa paligid ay halos hubad dahil sa pool party, he looked untouched by the chaos. Untouchable. One hand inside his pocket. The other holding a glass of whiskey. Cold eyes watching the crowd below. Or rather… Watching her. “Holy shit…” bulong ni Kiara. “Si Damon Mondragon ‘yan.” Napataas ang kilay ni Aly. “The Damon Mondragon?” Biglang natahimik nang bahagya ang grupo. Even drunk people knew the name. Billionaire. Untouchable businessman. Rumored mafia king. The kind of man politicians feared and criminals obeyed. People whispered about him. Feared him. Avoided him. Pero habang nakatitig si Aly sa balcony, isa lang ang pumasok sa isip niya. Arrogant. Mukha siyang sobrang yabang. “And?” kibit-balikat niyang sabi. Halos mabilaukan si Kiara. “And?!” she hissed. “Girl, that man is dangerous.” “Mas dangerous pa ba sa ex kong cheater?” Nagtawanan ang barkada niya. “Aly, seryoso! No one messes with Damon Mondragon.” Muli siyang tumingin sa lalaki. Still watching her. Hindi ito ngumiti. Hindi rin umiwas ng tingin. At weirdly enough… Hindi siya natakot. Instead, she felt challenged. “Fine,” she said slowly, a playful smirk curving her lips. “What’s the twist?” Biglang nagtilian ang barkada niya. “Oh my God!” “No way!” “You won’t do it!” Tinaas ni Aly ang baba niya. “Watch me.” Makalipas ang ilang minuto, nagsimula nang magtipon-tipon ang mga tao sa paligid nila. Curious. Excited. The music grew louder. Someone handed Aly a tequila shot. Someone else gave her salt. At mula sa balcony… Unti-unting bumaba si Damon Mondragon. The atmosphere changed the moment he stepped downstairs. Parang biglang humina ang hangin. People moved aside automatically. Fear. Respect. Power. Nakaramdam si Aly ng kakaibang tensyon habang papalapit ito. Mas gwapo pala ito nang malapitan. Sharp jaw. Dark intense eyes. Tattoo slightly visible beneath his open collar. At sobrang unfair ng pagiging calm nito habang lahat halos kinakabahan. Huminto ito sa harap niya. Matangkad. Overwhelming. “Mr. Mondragon—” kinakabahang bungad ng host ng party. “It’s fine,” malamig nitong putol. Hindi inaalis ng lalaki ang tingin kay Aly. Parang siya lang ang tao sa paligid. “What’s this?” mababa nitong tanong. Napangiti si Aly. “A challenge.” His gaze slowly traveled over her body. Hindi bastos. Mas delikado pa roon. Possessive. Predatory. Parang may inaangkin na agad. “And what exactly are you challenging, sweetheart?” Napakagat-labi ang ilang babae sa paligid habang halos hindi makahinga ang barkada niya. Pero si Aly? Mas lalo lang siyang naging mapangahas. Lumapit siya nang bahagya. Close enough to smell his expensive cologne mixed with whiskey. “Simple lang,” she said softly. Kinuha niya ang asin. Then Slowly Ipinahid niya iyon sa matigas na dibdib ni Damon, just above the open buttons of his black shirt. Nag-ingay agad ang crowd. “Holy shit!” “She’s dead.” “Patay na talaga siya.” Pero hindi gumalaw si Damon. Hindi rin siya pinigilan. His eyes darkened instead. At doon unang kinabahan si Aly. Dahil sa paraan ng pagtitig nito. Parang hindi na siya hahayaang makaalis. Slowly, Aly leaned closer. Ramdam niya ang init ng katawan nito kahit manipis lang ang pagitan nila. Then teasingly She licked the salt from his chest. The crowd exploded. Sigawan. Tilian. Wild laughter. Someone nearly dropped their drink. Pero si Damon? Nanatili lang nakatitig sa kanya. Deadly calm. Mas nakakatakot kaysa galit. Then Aly grabbed the tequila shot and drank it in one go. Napangiwi siya habang mainit na namang dumaloy ang alak sa sistema niya. “Happy now?” nakangiting tanong niya. Tahimik ang lalaki sa loob ng ilang segundo. Then slowly… He stepped closer. Too close. Naramdaman ni Aly ang kamay nitong humawak sa bewang niya. Mahigpit. Possessive. The entire party seemed to disappear. “You like dangerous games, Alessandra?” Nanlaki bahagya mata niya. Hindi niya maalala kung sinabi niya pangalan niya rito. “Maybe,” she whispered back. His thumb brushed slowly against the bare skin of her waist. At kahit lasing na siya… Ramdam niya iyong kakaibang init na gumapang sa buong katawan niya. “Careful,” Damon said quietly. “You might attract the wrong kind of attention.” Napatawa siya nang mahina. “And what if I like attention?” A dangerous smile finally appeared on his lips. First one tonight. And somehow… That was worse. “Then maybe,” he murmured, “you shouldn’t wear something that makes every man here want to touch you.” Napataas kilay niya. “Jealous?” His gaze darkened. “I don’t get jealous.” Humigpit lalo hawak nito sa bewang niya. “I eliminate competition.” Nanlalamig dapat siya sa sinabi nito. Pero bakit parang lalo lang bumilis tibok ng puso niya? Biglang sumigaw ang barkada niya mula likod. “Dance! Dance! Dance!” Tumawa si Aly at agad kumalas kay Damon bago siya tuluyang lamunin ng intensity nito. Then she walked toward the center of the poolside dance floor. Music exploded through the speakers. At agad siyang sumayaw. Slow. Confident. Reckless. The kind of dancing that pulled every eye toward her. Her hips moving perfectly with the beat. Wet skin glowing beneath neon lights. People cheering around her. Several men tried approaching her. None stayed close for long. Because every single time They noticed Damon watching. Nakatayo lang ito sa gilid habang umiinom ng whiskey. Silent. Unreadable. Pero ang tingin nito kay Aly? Possessive. Obsession beginning to form. At hindi iyon napansin ni Aly. Hindi niya alam na mula sa gabing iyon… Hindi na siya magiging malaya ulit. Because Damon Mondragon had finally found something he wanted. And Damon never walked away from what belonged to him.
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