“How are you darling?” Andrea Lopez greeted Tristan sweetly with a bright smile plastered on her reddish lips, so Tristan also smiled at her before kissing her forehead.
He just arrived in Paris, France and this woman beside him insisted on fetching him, he wanted to call his wife, but he didn’t want Andrea Lopez to doubt him about this sketchy trip.
Plus even if he didn’t roam around, he could feel other mafia groups were following him around, so he has to get his act straight.
“I’m fine, I’m glad you had time to spare to spend it with me after our breakup,” He softly said before caressing her back.
Andrea gracefully shook her head before frowning, “You know me TJ, I sometimes don’t mean what I say,”
Tristan wondered for a moment, his news of being married is all over
