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I walked around the night club in downtown Hollywood. I had lost it all, my biggest client ever. She was going to be the next Marilyn Monroe, but I messed it up. I was starting to think that being an agent wasn't for me.

"Hey, can I get you a drink?" The bartender asked me as I sat down.

"No, I'm just here collecting my thoughts."

I sat down and put my head in my hands. I wasn't asking for sympathy, and I didn't need it from anyone. My fiancé had already given my enough sympathy.

Austin Aries and I had been engaged for about a year and were getting close to setting a date. We both just really wanted to enjoy a long engagement. He really was amazing in every way and I was so blessed to have him in my life.

The more I sat there, the more I thought that I needed to get myself back on my feet. Get myself back in the game, and get myself a new client.

Adam Cole, who was one of Hollywood's top directors, had a new movie coming out in about a year, and he was having auditions next week. If I could get myself a new client by then, I'd be golden.

"Yeah, can I have another round of shots?" I felt a man's breath behind me.

I turned around and looked him in the eyes. "I don't work here."

"Hey, I know you, you're Zelina Vega."

I nodded my head. I had no idea who this guy was, or what he wanted. I was in a hurry to get out of here and go get myself a new client.

"I'm Andrade Almas, and I'm an actor looking for an agent."

I raised a brow. "Is this your usual nightly behavior? Do you go to clubs and bars often?"

"Yeah, every night. I usually take a girl home and then don't talk to her the next day."

"That is not what I look for in a client, Mr. Almas."

He grabbed the shot glass from the bar behind me. "You mean to tell me that you've never drank before?"

"What makes you think that?"

He stepped closer to me and twirled the glass around in his hand. I wasn't sure what his motive was or how drunk he was, but I wanted to know what he had to say.

"You've got all the signs written all over you. You're trying to play it cool, and you've definitely got the hot girl presence who's sober," he said as he leaned closer. "And it totally turns me on."

"I'm engaged," I said immediately and slapped him across the face.

He backed off and then looked at me. "Then let me ask you this, if you have a fiancé at home, why are you at a club?"

"I had a rough week."

He raised a brow at me and then I sat back up on the bar stool. This guy seemed fairly interested in what I had to say, so I took the chance to tell him. He said he was an actor looking for an agent, and I could be his chance at fame.

"I lost a major client, and now I'm at the bottom."

"Sucks to be you," he said as he sat down next to me.

"How drunk are you?" I crossed my arms as I looked at him.

He shrugged and then looked at me. "Not much, I'm just here for a good time."

"Here's the deal I'm going to make you, you stop this act and I'll be your agent."

He looked at me and then back to the shot glass on the bar. "You mean stop clubbing?"

"Not necessarily, I mean it's time to take your career seriously. Stop messing around at clubs, and more importantly, stop playing girls."

"Who said I do that?"

"You," I reminded him.

He recalled the moment, and I could tell by his face. He must've forgotten, but I needed him to clean up his act. I couldn't have a client like this.

No way.

"Okay, here's my number, and the audition that is in a week," I started as I wrote it down. "Also, if you have any questions, call me."

And with that, I left the club. I had just landed a new client, and I couldn't have been happier about it. Another plus was this guy seemed interested.

Andrade Almas just became my new client.

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First chapter guys! I just love these two together and I wanted to make a fanfic about them!
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