"Woohoo! Let's party!"
"Haha!"
"Yeah!"
The night ca and the bars opened for business. The city of Los Angeles had its nightly fun almost every night.
n and won went into the bars and had fun. Drinking alcohol, taking drugs, and maybe having sex. Having the best day of their lives.
Just like that, Caron Diaz was having fun with her friends. The bar they usually went to was a high end and the price of a shot of alcohol was outrageous. But for an actress/model who earns millions from her movies and sponsors, such an amount was nothing to Caron Diaz.
She danced to the party music and let the alcohol flow through her veins.
"Hey, gurl~~ Check out that guy over there~ Isn't he hot? Like, oh my gawd." The valley girl accent was sothing else.
As they danced, one of Caron's friends pointed to a lonely man sitting in the corner.
The man was tall, over six feet, with broad shoulders. The muscles under his long sleeves were obvious, even though the lighting in the bar was dim.
He was drinking a bottle of vodka, and it appeared that he was far from sober.
Even Caron Diaz took an interest. She was in a foul mood these days.
She grinned and approached the man. But as she got closer, she realized that she recognized the man.
"Kazir?"
Caron was surprised. Kazir Grey was known to never set foot in a bar like this. He was not the party type.
Besides, the man in front of her seed to be drowning in alcohol. The sll of alcohol on Kazir was quite strong.
Frankly, she never expected to et Kazir in this place. Caron thought about seducing Kazir, but the chances of that happening were slim. After all, Kazir Grey spent most of his ti in his office.
So it was a miracle to see her target tonight in this very bar. Of course, Caron was not foolish to pass up the opportunity.
She approached Kazir with sexiness, she was a model and she knew how to swing her waist when she walked.
"Kazir? Kazir, is that you?"
She said in a shocking manner.
"Huh... Huh?"
Kazir was a little slow to react. He looked at Caron Diaz, but his brain processor was sluggish.
After eting his mother, Kazir was too mad to think. He saw a bar and decided to go in. He didn't care what kind of bar it was, he just wanted to forget everything and get drunk as hell.
At that mont he felt that alcohol was the only thing that could help him.
"It's , Caron Diaz."
"Eh...?"
Kazir tilted his head. His eyes staring at her yet not.
"Caron Diaz."
"Hm." The man nodded...
Caron giggled. She found his reaction funny. She realized that a drunk Kazir was a cute Kazir.
"... Oh, you're Caron Diaz." Took him a few seconds to realize.
"That's right! I'm glad you rembered my na." She smiled and sat down beside him.
"How could I forget? You're a beautiful woman." He muttered, quite drunk.
"Thank you."
"I an it. I'm not kidding... Caron Diaz, you are sexy and beautiful. Don't dean yourself. I think you should take care of yourself and keep being healthy, stay away from harm..."
"..."
Caron Diaz was speechless. The man was quite honest. No, he was adorable.
Her opinion of Kazir was that he was a big director who loved to work. A workaholic who didn't care about the looks of won.
She saw him at so formal parties and she witnessed how many tis actresses tried to flirt with him, but Kazir was an immovable object. He didn't respond to any of their advances and maintained a gentlemanly deanor... Perhaps Caron was attracted to this type of man.
'I thought he was gay because I never saw him flirt with a woman... Except for that bitch.'
Caron Diaz held a grudge against Reese Witherspoon for stealing her role. They never had a real eting in person, but her opinion of Reese Witherspoon would never change.
'Oh well...'
She looked at Kazir. The man drank another swig of vodka like it was nothing.
"Bartender! Give another one!" He yelled.
"Kazir, how many bottles have you had?" Caron narrowed her eyes.
"Huh...? Wait... Let count..." With his fingers, Kazir began to count. "4... 5... 6... I think 7 bottles of vodka."
"7 bottles? How is that possible?"
She was stunned. Was it even possible for one person to consu 7 bottles of vodka in one night? Was the alcohol content not that high?
"Sir, I think my friend is already drunk. Please don't give him any more."
She stopped the bartender and he nodded. He, too, was afraid to give Kazir another bottle. The prices of alcohol in their bar were expensive and he was happy at first because Kazir spent so much money in one night. But the bartender got scared because Kazir wouldn't stop drinking.
"Kazir, you have to stop. Get up, I'll take you to your apartnt."
'I want to seduce him, but I think I have to do it next ti... I can't take advantage of a drunk man. He can't even talk straight.'
Maybe she wanted to make a real move, not sothing like this.
"Ugh... Okay."
Kazir stood up and tried to walk, but he wobbled.
"Here, let help you."
Caron helped him.
"Thanks."
She led him out of the bar.
"I think... I think I'm going to throw up."
Hearing his words, Caron led him to the alley. They found a dumpster and Kazir began to vomit.
A few minutes later, Kazir was slightly sober after throwing up most of what he had consud.
"Thanks, Caron..."
"Call Cam. I already called a cab for you."
"Hm..."
Caron sighed when she saw that Kazir was all right now.
The taxi arrived and Kazir got into the car.
Caron thought everything was over. She could go back to the bar.
"Um... Take to Paramount Headquarters."
"Huh?"
That was when Caron Diaz realized that Kazir was not sober at all! He was still not thinking clearly.
She bit her lip and got into the cab, too.
"Take us to Mulholland Drive."
Luckily, Caron Diaz knew Kazir's address... She had done so research on him.
The cab driver nodded.
"Ma'am, just to be sure. There's an extra charge if your friend vomits in my car, and it's not a small charge."
"All right, I'll take care of it."
Caron Diaz was here to have fun, but it seed she had to take care of a drunk man.
[So let's get a few things straight. So far this novel is not a harem, which I like. Kazir has just t so actresses along the way, but there's no two-timing, three-timing, or whatever].
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