Forced to Become an Actor
Tristan is drunk

Alea flushed down her body that had been working hard all day and kept her brother in the hospital. He was eager to take a break, before returning to work as a secretary tomorrow.

Alea took a roll, she hugged him tightly and was about to close her eyes. But the ringing sound of the phone made Alea's eyes open again.

Alea grabbed her phone on the nightstand, she saw Tristan's number calling her. Alea immediately picked him up for fear of being important.

"Hello, Miss Alea?" Said the person across there whose voice was so unfamiliar.

"Yes, who is it? Why are you holding my boss's phone?" Alea was of course confused, he was afraid that something might happen to Tristan

"I'm a bartender at club X, Miss. I want to tell you that the owner of this phone is already very drunk. I don't know who to call,"

"What's? Drunken?" Alea asked in surprise.

"Yes, Miss. Can you please pick her up now?"

Alea was silent, he glanced at the wall clock in his room already showing at 11 p.m. He was afraid to come out, but he couldn't just let Tristan go.

Alea sighed, why should the bartender contact her and not Mondy. If this was the case, Alea would not be able to just shut up.

Alea rushed to change clothes to catch up with her boss. He did not forget to wear a jacket so as not to get cold later.

Alea took her phone, she had to book a taxi online to go to club x. A very famous club in the city.

"Pakistani, why is he so drunk." Alea muttered in surprise.

Alea waited for her order online taxi in front of the alley, and it didn't take long to get there.

Alea contacted Mondy, but the man did not answer her calls. Alea did it over and over again, and the results remained the same.

"Where is Mondy." Alea muttered worriedly.

Because the time is already night, make the streets smooth. Alea did not take long to get to his destination.

After paying, he rushed out and approached Tristan into a place he had never been to.

"Alea, just to save Mr. Tristan." Alea muttered confidently.

Alea came in immediately. His body immediately trembled as he looked at the room with minimal lighting, and the sound of music playing above average.

Alea closed her eyes, she stared around with concern as many men were there.

From where she stood, Alea could see Tristan lying on the sofa with two women on his left and right.

"Pakistani Tristan." Alea muttered immediately approaching Tristan.

Alea had just wanted to call Tristan, but she suddenly felt her hand held by someone else.

"Hi, Miss. Want to spend the night with me?" Asked a man whose half-consciousness was running out.

"Take me off, I'm not that kind of woman!" reject Alea while clasping the man's hand.

"Don't sell expensive, Miss." Shouted the man but was not ignored by Alea.

Alea managed to get close to Tristan, he stared intently at the two women next to him.

"Get out of here, he's a married man!" Reprimand Alea boldly.

"I–" Alea's words came to a halt when she felt the vibrations from her phone, and it was a phone call from Mondy.

"Sir Mondy, please hurry to club x. I–" Alea's words came to a halt as Mondy spoke.

"Why are you there, Alea!!"

"Pakistani, he's drunk. I came after getting a call from the bartender,"

"What?! Mr Tristan?! All right, I'm there now!"

Alea immediately turned off her phone. He's quite relieved that Mondy will be here soon. At least someone will help him take Tristan.

"You get out of the way before his wife comes and takes you out." Alea threatened.

The two women looked at each other, they immediately moved out of fear of the threat of the girl in front of them.

After the two women left, Alea sat down next to Tristan and tried to get the man up.

"Alea." Call Tristan softly, his hand clasping Alea's hand and then pulling him until Alea fell on his lap.

"Sir, you're drunk." Reprimand Alea nervously.

"Why, Alea. Why are you doing this, why do you want to become a paid actor huh?!" tristan snapped with a consciousness that was completely exhausted.

Hearing Tristan's words just now made Alea's heart skip a beat. Alea looked at Tristan in shock.

So Tristan already knew his plan, the man had made his goal fail.

"Why should Fade? Of the many men who like my wife, why should Fade, Alea!!" tristan's snapping is getting more and more unclear.

Alea was trembling, her eyes were already glazed over so scared of Tristan. Alea was afraid that Tristan would throw him in jail.

"Don't say anything, Alea. Tonight is my time to scold you." Prevent Tristan while putting a finger on Alea's lips.

"Sir, let's go home. Your wife must have been waiting," Alea asked with trembling hands.

Tristan brushed off Alea's hand, then cupped Azzalea Quinera's pretty face.

"You are so beautiful, Azzalea." Tristan's whisper then dropped his head on Alea's shoulder.

"Sir, we have to go home now. Let me help you," Alea asked, trying to get Tristan's face off her shoulder.

"No! I don't want to go home, I'm fucked up right now, and it's all because of you." Reject Tristan directly.

"You're the woman I once loved, and you're the one who ruined me like this. Why, Alea? Why have you always hurt me." Lirih Tristan while pinning her head on Alea's neck.

"Sir, let's go home." Take Alea again still trying to invite Tristan.

"Fade's a bad man, he'll only use you because he's a grudge against me, Alea." Tristan whispered before finally losing his consciousness.

"Pakistani, Sir!!!"

DUHH PAK TRISTAN 😫😫

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