Dare Me To Love You (ITL Series #1) |COMPLETE

Prologue

PROLOGUE
MONICA
UMORDER ako ng Paloma Cocktail at umupo sa bar counter na lagi kong inuupuan sa bar na ito. This was the only bar I visit when I wanted to since this was my cousin’s friend’s bar, they accept 15 years old and above here; making it mysterious and illegal—that’s why this is my favorite place to go.

I was enjoying myself with my drink, watching people get crazy on the dance floor when a man sat beside me wearing a dirty smirk on his face. I glanced at him and frowned. What a dirty jerk.

"Hey, gorgeous." Well, hi dirty. He moved his tattooed body closer to mine. I smiled nonchalantly and finished my drink. Hindi ko na kinakaya ang maduming presensiya ng lalaking ‘to.

"Do you want to hang out, gorgeous?" Lumapit siya sa’kin at ibinulong iyon. Hinawakan nya ang likod ko na halos ikasuka ko. I hate it when someone touches my back, especially when that person isn’t pleasing—physically—at all. His breath isn’t minty or breathable! Ang baho.

Tumingin ako sakanya at ngumiti ng pilit, "In your dreams, Fucker!" Itinaas ko ang kamao ko sa ere at balak nang suntukin siya pero may nakauna sakin. My fist stopped midway.

Tumingin ako sa kamaong iyon. Naibaba ko ang aking kamao, at umawang ang mga labi. His tantalizing blue eyes and blonde hair with the black strands on it, his luscious lips that can make any woman hypnotize. That handsome face, ambrosial scent, and his masculine body, I have never imagined myself looking at him this close.

He’s Gabriel Davis Santos. Rather than his physical figures, he is known as a famous jerk. Cliché you may hear but, he’s that handsome and playboy jerk who breaks everyone’s heart in just a snap.

Ang kaniyang mga titig ay nakakatakot na kapag ang mga titig ay nakakamatay kanina pa nasa morgue ‘tong manyak at maduming lalaki. Speaking of morgue, dumudugo na ang ilong at dumudura na ng dugo ang lalaki na nakahiga sa sahig.

Itinigil na rin ang music sa club at lahat ng mata ay nasa amin. Pinapalibutan kami ng mga tao sa club. Nang mapagawi ang tingin ni Gab sakin ay bigla itong umamo at bigla ring nawala ang emosyon dito. Kumunot ang nuo ko ng abutin niya ang aking pulsohan at marahan akong hinila.

Tumama ang mukha ko sa kaniyang matipunong dibdib pero bago pa ako maka-react ay hinila niya na ako papuntang kung saan. I’m starting to feel irritated. Am I drunk?

Nang mapansing nalagpasan na namin ang kotse ko ay doon na ako nagising sa pag-iisip. Buong lakas ko siyang hinila kaya napaharap siya sa’kin at napasubsob. Nagulat ako sa sumunod na pangyayari na nakapagpatigil ng buong mundo ko.

GABRIEL
As I watch Monica—a classmate being harassed by a man, I felt a raging fire building inside me. I didn’t even realize that I already punched a stranger for a woman that wasn’t even a friend of mine.

I guess, I just can’t control myself with these scenes. Ayokong may naha-harass sa harapan ko knowing that I can do something to stop it. And the fact that I can sense a glimpse of jealousy—

What?! Jealousy? Where did that come from? Yeah, she's beautiful, and intelligent, sexy, charming... but definitely not my type. Did I secretly fall head over heels in love with this woman? Idiot! Mahina akong minura ng isipan ko.

Can you shut up, Mind?!

Then... what exactly is my point why I'm holding her hand and pulling her to nowhere? I don’t even know where to go!

Sa malalim na pag-iisip ay bigla nalang niya akong hinila dahilan para mapasubsob ako palikod. Damn, this woman’s strong. Hindi pa ako nakakatingin sa kanya ay naglapat ang aming mga labi.

Ewan ko alam kung saan ako kumuha ng lakas para laliman pa ang halik na iyon. Sa lahat ng babaeng naikama't nahalikan ko sa’kaniya ang pinaka-kakaiba.

Her soft lips against mine, imagining that scenery makes my heart throb. She didn't move an inch even closed her eyes. Her eyes were wide open. As I move my tongue and I counted.

One... two... three...

Then her lips moved, not because she responded to my kiss but to remove mine to hers. She slapped me and wiped her lips with the back of her hand, not even thinking of her cluttered lipstick.

Her looks are deadly and her cheeks were red as tomatoes. Tumakbo siya papalayo, not looking back. I chuckled, wiped the lipstick on the side of my lips and remembered the scene earlier.

Unknowingly, I smiled not because of sex but a kiss. It's the first time that I smiled because of it and I know that it will linger in my mind forever. I whispered a curse to myself because of the realization that I can’t stop smiling. Damn.

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