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“I don’t think so. I think you should be teaching me a life lesson right about now babe.” Abe smiled, shrugging to himself. He never really experienced a heartbreak since the male was usually the one breaking everyones hearts. He didn’t really care, Abel could get over things fast and probably not even remember the relationship the next day.

“Its okay, you don’t need to hide anything from me. Im an open guy.” Abel chuckled as he took a seat next to her, looking at all the alcohol the bar had to offer. He raised a brow at her reaction to the bartender. “Me. Im an upcoming actor, im fuckin’ hot, somewhat funny and hey great body.” He bragged. 

“I guess someone has to.” She muses with him as she finally gets her drink in front of her. Valentina thanks the bartender with her award winning smile and her perfectly manicured fingers find the small black straw as she swirls the drink. She listens to him and finds herself shaking her head, oh boy.

“Well aren’t you humble.” She laughs as she takes a sip, the liquor warming up her belly and she finds that she likes the way it feels even if she was in front of a stranger. “Hmm. Interesting. So, what does all ‘that’...” She gestures to his body as she finishes, “Have to do with me, gorgeous?” She asks with a smirk, the drink making her a little more friendly. 

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Abel pretended to be hurt, he put his hand on his chest and frowned. “Man when I was just starting to like you too. Its a shame how the feeling isn’t mutual. Really breaking my heart here babe.” He said dramatically. Abel realized his mistake of just grabbing her but calling out her name wasn’t going to work. He quickly put his arms to his side and looked at her.

“I do believe it but out of everything you like in this bar, it would be alcohol not me. I know thats probably a fact.” He told her. “Forceful, I like it.” Abe smirked as he tilted his head. “Well let me try to be a gentleman. What would that one drink be?” He questioned as he looked over at the bartender, calling them over with a small hand gesture. 

“Didn’t your mama warn you about girls like me?” Valentina asks him with a smirk dancing across her lips, she could play the game, she could play the game better than any man ever could. “The Heartbreakers.” The term rolls of her tongue as she sits herself down, anything to avoid bad press. Her eyes dart over to his as she nods in agreement to his words, she was there for the liquor not him. Even if he was starting to look more and more attractive with every minute that passed.

“Forceful? No honey, don’t get your kinks in a twist.” She teases as she looks over at the bartender, her smile growing exceptionally. The bartender knew her and she had an image to uphold, she looks at him with tantalizing eyes, “Cranberry Vodka with a lemon twist, please.” She bats her long lashes at him and then turns back to her unwarranted companion. “So? What is so important about you that you insist I stay?”

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“I think you’re underestimating me a bit, but i’m sure you’ll get a taste of Abel one day or another.” He shrugged as he leaned against the table and analyzed her. She didn’t seem like every other girl here, she wasn’t boring. She had something to offer other than her fame and he wanted to find out what it would be. Was this attitude and this personality just for show? 

Abe raised a brow and pursed out his lips. “Leaving already? I havent even been able to buy you a drink.” He said as he tilted his head and reacher out for her head. Abel twirled her around before pulling her closer. “Valerie is it?” He asked as he rose a brow, knowing damn well who she was. “What kind of drinks do my little fire ball drink?” He chuckled at his new nickname for her.

“Somehow I don’t agree,” Valentina replies smugly, she isn’t one to give in easily. Not if she can help it. Sure, she had been in a dry spell. She missed sex, but there was no way she was going to risk a scandal for a lay. Determined to leave the booming club, Valentina doesn’t expect him to reach out for her. Her hair cascades with the movement as she meets him face to face, who did he think he was? Touching what wasn’t his, the thought mixed with the scent of his cologne becomes more intoxicating than she expected. She blames on her lack of get and the fact that he hadn’t been taught to keep his hands off. She’ll show him, that’s for sure.

“Believe it or not, girls like me don’t need drinks to be bought for them.” She proclaims as she pulls away, a blush creeps up onto her as the heat between them grows. “Let’s get one thing straight, my name is Valentina. Second, I’m not your little anything, but please if you need to be told twice allow me to demonstrate with my fist.” She pushes her hair back and looks around as she notices a stare or two, probably not best to cause a scene with so many social media crazed people nearby. She decides it would be best to humor him, “One drink. One drink to prove you’re worth my time.”

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“Oui so you have seen me. I don’t think i’m the cheeky bastard here babe.” Abel winked at the girl. The thick male knew about her but didn’t know much about her personal life and things like that. He wasn’t that interested to invest much time in finding shit about her either.

“Well damn babe, you’re already doubting my abilities this early. I think im capable of a lot of things that you wouldn’t expect.” Abe smirked as he leaned on the table, glancing down at her. “You don’t understand the reference?!” He shook his head in shock, yes Abe was older then the intended audience of the show but it was still a famous and damn good show. “Hmm besides you? I’m pretty sure the drinks and the people. What about you? Other then me of course.”

“Somehow I doubt I am the first one to doubt you, certainly not the first woman to at least.” She’s Spitfire and egging him on, she wants a rise out of him. She’s anything, but ordinary. Her kicks come from the loss of control, both hers and others. Still, Valentina doesn’t know why she’s spending so much time on him, she doesn’t know if she wants to find out either. That was the thing about her, hardly anyone knew much about her. She kept her private life, just that, private. Her last public relationship had been publicized by pictures and interviews on Tyler’s behalf, but she wouldn’t make that mistake again. 

“As interesting as I’m sure you think you are, my reasons for being here have up and left already. So, I think that’s where I’ll be heading.” She moves up to begin her departure, there’s that fixated smile on her face. A smile that says ‘I dare you, I dare you’. She knows that she doesn't need a reason to stay, but maybe something under all her layers is begging him to give her one. 

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“Have you been on pornhub lately?” He teased with a smile on his face. Abel looked passed Valentina and glanced at her friends subtly before turning his attention back to the brunette that stood in front of him. Abe never usually got starstruck, everyone was human to him- well maybe except Michael Jordan or Kobe Bryant. Those were the only 2 people that Abel would every freeze or stutter while talking too.

“Im sure I can give you other reasons too.” He smirked as he tilted his head, eyeing the cherry that she had. “Well call me patrick star because I need a name.” Abe laughed, wondering if she would actually say her name. Of course he knew who she was but he was curious on what she would do.

“Cheeky bastard.” She responds with a roll of her eyes. Men were pigs, that she already knew. Tossing her hair to the side, Valentina doesn’t let him think he’s got her. She’s not like her friends or the other girls who surround them, the last relationship she had was with Tyler Shields and she’d shattered him. Or at least that’s what everyone got from the various galleries and artistic shoots he did after their split. Some of his finest work according to the critics. Val didn’t need validation, pun intended. 

“Somehow I doubt it.” She admits as she watches her friends get distracted by a song that begins to boom across the club. They flee to the dancefloor and suddenly it’s just her and the mystery man. “I don’t understand the reference, though I figure I’m not missing much. Val. Call me Val.” Her introduction is full of fire and lip, she wants to seem unattached. Though, it was a lie. She knew SpongeBob, hell she watched it ever Sunday morning in her PJs. Information he did not need to know. “So Abel. What’s brought you here tonight? Besides me of course.” She eggs him on, dares him to say something clever.

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Abel was just getting started with his acting career. He wasn’t a A list celebrity but that would be upcoming accomplishment. When he had the opportunity to go to some A list party and network he couldn’t decline. Abe was ambitious and focused on getting to the top and nothing was going to stop him. He walked around, making small talk with multiple people. By the end of the night, his back pocket was filled with business cards.

It was time to stop talking business and have little more fun now. Abel walked over to the bar and ordered a tequila shot. He quickly downed it and leaned against the bar, looking around to see who was there. He recognized some people but the one who stuck out was Valentina Libertad. She was hot and pretty damn good actress. Abel looked at her and quickly locked eyes, he walked over towards her and rose a brow. “Abel.” 

“Abel. Abel. Abel. Do I know you from somewhere?” Valentina asks with her sultry tone as she swirls the cherry around in her drink, she knows she probably shouldn’t be talking to this guy. Could he further her career? No. Could he be hot enough to forget that part for a little bit? Yes. She watches her friends giggle and glee, drunken long-legged girls with thousands of fans and reputations to uphold. Val raises a brow to see what his reactions would be, sometimes you got those starstruck people and they could be annoying. When she came here, she wasn’t trying to deal with what she dealt with on the outside, she wanted to be on the same level.

“I guess not. Or I would’ve remembered, I never forget a face.” She teases as she knocks back the rest of her drink, the sweetness stings on its way down and it goes straight to her head. Her perfectly manicured hands reach for the cherry and she pops it into her mouth, her lips the color of the fruit. Red. “I would introduce myself, but I think you already know who I am. Unless you’ve been living under a rock, that is.”

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This isn’t her first LA party. It’s unlikely it will be her last. Still, Valentina is on her game. She introduces herself to those who are worthy of it, she hunts for her next project like a cougar and wears a smile that makes everyone think she’s here for fun. These parties were networking for her and she usually only ever let herself have a drink or two. Now as the night left and the early morning began, Val was more than two drinks in and she was feeling a little more light, a little less structured. She looks down at her phone, her social media notifications off the hook as the director who she’d been flirting with all night announces her as the next role for his movie. 

Hard work pays off and Val grabs one more drink at 3 AM as a celebratory drink. Her inhibitions lowered and suddenly she begins to sway back and forth, she would likely dance if someone asked her to. A couple of her A-List girlfriends come over to say congratulations and she's actually all smiling for once. She’s earned this and as the gossip and giggle away, Valentina drinks her last drink and thinks about maybe calling it a night. Maybe. Her eyes land on someone she hadn’t seen that night, he must’ve just arrived. She’d seen him once or twice, never bothered to talk to him though.