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ArabellaRoseD: Ya'll need to watch her speech because it was fire. LOL. I spoke to the rightful owner because I was already two days in on FF when I started writing DW. I was truly stunned when I heard there was already another story that basically covered what I'm covering right now. Trust me the story will differ from Marilove's story in a more substantial way. You just gotta stick with me. P.S I never mind a long review, just shows me you care.

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Naelacy: Tyler plays a large factor in this story in a subtle way, he's sort of the missing puzzle to a well-put picture, does that make sense? As for Riley and Lucas, they will soon become RileyandLucas.

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Previously on Dangerous Woman:

Their eyes met and Maya could practically feel the chemistry.

"How'd you sleep?" he asked once Riley reached for the plate of muffins.

"Depends. How much did the bed cost?"

"That matters?" he rose a brow.

Riley nodded.

Tyler rested both his lean forearms on the counter, "Five grand."

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"You spent the whole entire night with Tyler!"

"That's what you're mad about?"

"That's what I'm mad about," she confirmed immediately.

"Care to explain...?"

She scoffed, "You not knowing says a lot."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you wasted a perfectly good night with Tyler instead of Lucas."

"That's what we wanted."

"That's what you wanted!" Maya clarified. "I required you to flirt with Lucas, to get under his belt and manipulate him into thinking you like him but apparently that's too much for you," she emphasized the last part.

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"You were right," Riley conceded. "I need to pay more attention to Lucas but at the same time, make myself hard to get."

Maya ran a hand through her smooth hair and set her spare towel down on the stand next to her, "I was thinking and I came to a conclusion. You shouldn't do this for me."

Riley furrowed her brows.

"I want you to do this for the girls who didn't know were being played. Do this for the girls who cried for him, and especially for the girls who gave him a million reasons to stay."

Riley could tell Maya was hurting. And she couldn't blame her.

It angered her that someone like Maya would open her heart to someone and end up broken. This was Maya's chance at love but just like every other modern fairy tale out there, it didn't end well.

"We'll make him pay," Riley told Maya. "We'll do it together."

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"Favorite soda?" Maya questioned Riley as they prepped for their seducing scheme. Riley told Maya and made it clear that she wanted Lucas to pay for everything he had done. And to make that happen she would have to know everything about the Lucas Friar, this seemed to be the only way to do so.

"Dr Pepper," Riley answered. "His favorite soda is Dr Pepper."

"Favorite gum?"

"5 gum. Peppermint."

"Burger or pizza?"

"Pizza."

"Blonde or brunette?"

"Doesn't matter."

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It wasn't Tyler nor Lucas. It was Sorrell - her ex.

"Hello?" she answered with a quiver.

"Riley. Hey."

"Hi."

"I was just calling to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You don't need anything?"

Riley placed a hand on her forehead, "You can't be doing this anymore..."

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"It was great speaking with you. Maybe we can hang out sometime?"

"Yeah. Sometime. But that's gonna have to wait, I'm in New York."

"For?"

"I'm visiting a friend. Hey listen, I have to go. I'm sorry."

"Bye," he muttered.

She ended the call shortly after.

"Who was that?"

"Sorrell."

"Really? What did he want?"

"What does every guy want...?" Riley questioned. "But I'm sure his only concern was to see if I wasn't with someone he doesn't like."

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"You're a creep. You know that, right?" she said without even turning around to face him.

"A creep?" he smirked.

"Did you know your cologne get's here two minutes before you do?"

He was silent, contemplating her in libido. "You look better than last time."

Riley fought the urge to cover up, noticing the trail his eyes led. "I wish I could say the same, to you of course."

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"Did he not tell you?" He didn't wait for her response, "Tyler and I with a few other friends are hosting a party in a summer home we own. How rude of him to not invite the two of you?"

"No. Actually. It's not rude, considering we hardly know them and we wouldn't want them weirded out."

"Are you weirded out?" he asked Riley.

"Not at all. When will you two leave?"

"Tomorrow. Early in the morning. What do you say? Are you up for it?"

Maya gave her a slight nod and Riley knew what to do. "Sure. Just text me the time and we'll meet up with you."

"Great."

"Good," she said almost immediately, merely to show she wasn't nervous. Even though she was.

"Oh. And don't forget, bikinis are a must!"

Oh boy.

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Dangerous Woman

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"You're not dipping on us, are you?" Lucas asked as he sat in his truck waiting for Riley and Chloe (Maya). It was two in the morning and they were heading for a two-hour ride.

"You know for a decent, secure, ambitious, naïve-"

"Get to the point," he chuckled.

"-you sure are insecure."

"That's because you leave me hanging all the time."

"Take a hint, Friar."

He looked out the window and saw them approach his truck. "You brought a suitcase?"

"You brought your truck?"

"It was either that or my expensive Camaro."

She rolled her eyes, "You're full of it."

Three exasperating minutes later and Riley ended up driving with Lucas. Maya drove with Tyler and Riley silently envied her for that. She didn't feel uncomfortable with him but she preferred Tyler.

"You should drive a little faster. By this rate, we won't be there by tomorrow morning."

"What if I just wanna spend more time with you?"

Riley scoffed as she turned on the radio. She skipped through various stations before she found her favorite one.

Cuando estás bien te alejas de mí

Te sientes sola y siempre estoy ahí

Es una guerra de toma y dame

Pues dame de eso que tiene' ahí

Oye baby, no sea' mala

No me deje' con las ganas

Se escucha en la calle

Que ya no me quieres

Ven y dímelo en la cara

"You like this?"

Riley nodded. "You have to know the language to understand why."

"And you know it?"

"Sort of. I'm not fluent in Spanish but I know just enough to tell you that this song is about a guy and a girl who are egotistical and manipulative."

"Which one are you?" Lucas asked as a devious smile crept from his lips.

"Well, I'm certainly not egotistical."

"Really? So you're manipulative?"

"No," she clarified. "Just saying an equal amount of both wouldn't hurt anyone."

Tú eres puro, puro chantaje

Puro, puro chantaje

Siempre es a tu manera

Yo te quiero aunque no quieras

A wave of silence passed them by before Lucas turned to Riley and said, "Spanish is sexy."

"What?" she arched a brow and slightly smiled.

"I'm serious. It's sultry and just sounds better."

"Not when your being cursed at..."

Pregúntale a quien tú quieras

Vida, te juro que eso no es así

Yo nunca tuve una mala intención

Yo nunca quise burlarme de ti

Conmigo ves, nunca se sabe

Un día digo que no, y otro que sí

"You know..." he began. "I find it weird that you aren't attracted to me."

"Really?"

"Yep. Why's that?"

"I don't know. Maybe because I don't like boys."

He turned to Riley and before he could jump to any conclusion, she backed it up with, "I date men."

"And Tyler fulfills that interest?"

"Would there be a problem if he did?"

He smiled and stared straight ahead, "Not at all."

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By the time they arrived at the summer home it was earlier than expected. The sun was still down and it was fresh outside, in front of them was a brown Victorian summer home and just down the hill was a nice wide lake.

"Farkle and Zay should be here soon. They're the ones in charge of the music and the beer."

"And what did you do?"

Lucas looked back at Riley, "Well, I'm the reason we're having this party. And, well, that's about it."

"Shocker," she breathed.

"C'mon. I wanna show you around."

Riley followed him even though she knew she was setting herself up for calamity. After receiving a compliment or two from Lucas when he opened the door and let her in first, her mouth fell open at the sight of the grand foyer. A nicely structured chandelier lighted the hallway before them and to the left of her was a spiraling staircase.

As they walked down the hallway, they passed the kitchen that was embellished in white granite countertops with light gray contemporary cabinets. From the looks of it, Riley could tell that the kitchen was filled with food that she would soon devour.

Lucas led Riley through the lounge, theater room, living room (which had a fireplace that intrigued Riley), and the game room, giving little information on each one. They soon ended in the basement which had a mini bar and another cozy lounge. The lounge was lavished with a soft white carpet and a sectional couch, Riley's gaze fixated on the mini fireplace and smiled at the thought.

"That's the second time I've seen you like this. What is it?"

Riley turned around to face Lucas merely because he surprised her. She realized how close he was to her and she took a step back.

"You know, I find it funny how a pretty girl like you manages to capture someone's heart without even realizing it."

"Really? How so?"

"Well," he stepped closer to her. "You don't even see it but, something tells me you don't really know how beautiful you are."

"You don't really seem like your the type of girl you are."

"Care to explain?" Riley asked as she felt his warmth.

"A girl in the category you're in acts like she's wanted and thinks everything's about her. You don't act like that at all."

"What if I do?"

He arched a brow.

"What if I am all those things you say and I'm just acting like it because those type of girls seems to turn you on?"

He shook his head no and placed his hands on her hips, "That's not you."

She pushed him back and took a step forward and with a laugh she said: "You don't know me."

"I don't need to. It's obvious."

"Then get this: men wear the pants in the relationship. They claim to know everyone and it's fuck boi's like you who think they can sleep with any girl. But don't forget there's a zipper to every pair or pants, and that's what woman control. So keep it in your pants before we bite it off."

He stepped back with a brow raised and slight chuckle, "Should we get on with the tour?"

Riley knew she was supposed to make him fall for her at some point, but she couldn't help dropping a Riley-bomb on him.

The tour ended when Lucas led Riley outside to the patio. The patio was nicely decorated in plants, flowers, wood and comfortable ottomans. Riley was impressed but she did little to prove just that, "Why was everything so nice? I thought this is a summer home? Shouldn't it be-I don't know-messy and dusty?"

"I had my people clean it up a bit."

"Your people? That's what you call them?"

"That's what I've called them ever since I was a kid."

"C'mon. Tyler just texted me, they're outside."

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