𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗠𝗬 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗙𝗜𝗧𝗦, Alejandro

Chapter 15:

Chapter fifteen

BOUNDED BY KARMA

Once again, Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot was on the loser side, it was practically their second home by now. The cabin was as miserable as ever, with its rusted metal walls looking ready to give out and water leaking steadily from the ceiling, forming small puddles on the floor, and the occasional mouse darted across the room.

Duncan was sitting in the corner of the bench, his eyes half-lidded as he absentmindedly picked at his nails. On the opposite end, Y/N lay stretched out, her arms crossed behind her head, lost in thought. Beside her, Owen let out a loud, exaggerated sigh, his head resting heavily in his hands.

"I'm so bored," he groaned, his voice muffled by his hands.

"Tell me about it," Duncan muttered in agreement.

Meanwhile, Alejandro paced back and forth, clearly unable to sit still. His hands ran through his hair, desperately trying to think of something that might change their luck. Meanwhile, the rest of the team looked as if they'd already given up. He abruptly stopped and turned to face them.

"Ugh, loser class again? Pathetic." he complained disdainfully. "Team, we must rise from the ashes and ignite the fires of victory!"

"I'm all for starting fires," Duncan said, straightening himself on the bench.

"The Amazon are only powerful because they have both Courtney and Heather. We need to break them apart, but how?..." He trailed off, tapping a finger against his chin in thought. The group stared at him blankly for a moment until Owen suddenly perked up. He waved his hand in the air like an eager student.

"Oo! Oo! Oo!" he exclaimed, practically bouncing in his seat. "Act like you're crushing on Heather, and she'll go home the same as Bridgette."

"Bridgette?" Duncan blinked, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise.

"Yeah, man. He flirts with like every girl," the blonde replied.

"Damn, and I thought I was the only guy who snagged golds at the babe Olympics." The punk laughed.

Alejandro faltered for just a moment before regaining his composure, offering a forced smile. "I merely... appreciate the beauty around me," he said smoothly.

"Sure," Y/N muttered, her voice heavy with sarcasm, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. "Because everything you do is so noble."

Alejandro ignored her jab, starting to pace again. "I supposed I could attempt a false seduction... But it goes against gentleman's code."

"There's a code for that crud?"  The punk asked dryly.

"And if I seduce Heather, Courtney will remain unaffected," he mused aloud. "If only we can weaken both at once."

Duncan chuckled, "Easy, Heather kinda into you, right? So, seduce Courtney." he suggested as he shrugged.

The Spaniard paused mid-step, a spark of realization lighting up his eyes. "Of course! If I flirt with Courtney, it will distract both of them from the game at hand and one will surely vote the other out!"  He clasped his hands together, clearly pleased. "Brilliant idea, Duncan."

Y/N couldn't help but scoff. "Oh, absolutely brilliant," she said mockingly.

Alejandro brushed off her sarcastic comment, his expression hardly changing. Duncan, on the other hand, wasn't as dismissive.

"What's your idea then?" he countered.

"How about we actually focus on winning the challenge?" she said, not even bothering sparing either one of them a glance, "You think Heather and Courtney would lose a chance at a million dollars if pretty boy flirts?" she gestured towards Alejandro, emphasizing her point.