Vin had been eaten alive by the crowd and Luna was starting to be overwhelmed by the fact that it had been more than an hour and she hadn’t seen him at all. Suddenly she spotted him and her eyes widened.
Vin Diesel was murmuring something to a stunning chick dressed in a white leather mini skirt and a white bikini top, whose blonde hair was as fake as her tits. He was tracing circles on her back and his hand was going down, dangerously near the blonde’s ass.
The chick laughed so hard that Luna could hear her from where she was and in spite of the loud music!
She felt angry all of a sudden, but right now she didn’t know if it was with him or herself. Luna narrowed her eyes, grunting in annoyance, fixing her gaze on them.
If looks could kill, Vin Diesel and the chick would have fallen dead then and there.
Oh, Mark. You don’t know who you’re dealing with, asshole!! Her mind cried out before Luna would have been able to register the meaning of the words inside her brain.
An hour later, Luna and Valentino were talking and laughing comfortably, sitting on a couch in one of the corners of the club. They were talking about Spain and Spanish women when Vin showed up.
He headed directly to Luna and grabbed her waist. Vin took a seat in her place and pulled her to him, making Luna sit on his lap. He then bent his head and pressed his lips to her ear.
“Miss me?” Vin asked softly as he stroked her back, mimicking his previous moves with the blonde chick.
At that very moment, Luna fought the urge to slap his face, cursing like a sailor. Instead, she arched a brow and wildly shook her head ‘no’, laughing hard.
“Nope.” She said, grinning as he encircled his neck with her arm. “Valentino is amazing. We’ve been talking about when you both were bouncers in NY.” Luna added as she winked at Val who winked at her, sipping from his drink. “You should really think about making everyone around you sign those contracts, Mark.” Luna whispered with a devilish smile.
Vin laughed as he pulled her even closer to him. She turned her head looking at the people around them. He was going to kiss her neck, when all of sudden Luna jumped to her feet squealing.
“Holly shit!” She exclaimed. “Oh, Mark. Look!” She added, pointing her finger to the opposite corner.
Both men looked in the direction she was pointing.
“I can’t believe it, man. It’s BRAD PITT!” Luna cried out as she tip toed on her feet to have a better look of Mr. Brad Pitt, who was talking with two men next to the bar.
Valentino looked at Vin who knit a brow, frowning deeply with his lips pressed together and the kiss frozen on them.
What the fuck…? Vin asked himself as he turned to look at Valentino. In response, Val shrugged his shoulders and looked at Luna.
“Oh, my God! I love that guy. Jesus! He’s all hot and sexy. He’s gorgeous! I could fuck the shit out of…” Luna didn’t finish the phrase, but continued jumping around excited like a child on Christmas Day.
She really didn’t give shit about Brad Pitt, but she was excited because he had always been M’s favourite actor, and apart from that she wanted to give Vin a little bit of his own medicine.
A deep growl escaped Vin’s lips and when Valentino opened his mouth to speak, Vin glared at him.
“Don’t you dare, Valentino.” Vin warned him, as serious as a heart attack.
Val pressed his lips together and bit his tongue to prevent any smartass comment before he could even think about it.
Vin then stood and went to her side. He grabbed Luna’s waist and pulled her to him. Luna turned her head and locked eyes with Vin. What she saw pleased her endlessly. She could sense his anger flashing through his beautiful eyes.
Oh, yes, Mr. Diesel. Payback is a bitch, huh? Luna told him silently as she laughed softly.
“Do you think he will think I’m a little child if I go there and ask him for his autograph?” Luna asked him, grinning wickedly. In response, Vin took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself down.
“Come on, babydoll. Let’s dance.” He said as he took her hand in his, pulling her to him and headed to the dance floor.
Luna grinned as she blinked a couple of times. It seemed that suddenly everything had turned slightly blurry around her. She then blinked furiously and her vision cleared a little.
As soon as they reached the dance floor a woman tapped Vin’s shoulder, grabbing his arm and turning him around.
Luna glanced at her, narrowing her eyes and Vin smiled broadly, kissing her cheek.
“Hey, Mandy!” Vin greeted her as he let go of Luna. The woman smiled as she kissed him on his lips, just a peck.
“Hey, big guy. How about a couple of pictures?” She asked, as she looked over Vin’s shoulder at Luna, narrowing her eyes in suspicion. In response, Vin Diesel nodded ‘yes’ and turned his attention to Luna.
“Sorry, babydoll.” He said and with that he turned on his heel and followed the woman, leaving Luna alone on the dance floor.
She arched a brow and cursed herself silently.
Certainly, Luna wasn’t expecting to have Vin all alone for herself, but this wasn’t exactly what she had in mind when he asked her to come with him to dance.
She knew full well that tonight was part business and part party, but hell! She almost hadn’t seen him at all!
She had been enjoying with Valentino, that was true, but what she really wanted was to be with Vin, dancing, talking and laughing.
Luna looked around and spotted Brad Pitt who was alone at that moment. She looked around and spotted Vin again.
He was speaking with another girl, dressed in a silky red dress that clutched her flawless body and revealed every curve in the right place.
Vin Diesel was laughing at something that the girl was saying as he encircled her waist and pulled her to him, burying his face on the girl’s neck.
Luna narrowed her eyes as she picked up a shot from a tray. She swallowed the invisible knot that had appeared from nowhere in her throat, and gulped the liquid in one fast draught.
Fuck, tequila! Her mind cried out.
Luna then took a deep breath and without thinking about it twice, she headed directly to Brad Pitt.
Vin Diesel was smiling broadly for the pictures and Vin cursing himself silently. He wanted to be with Luna but this was important for him. It was part of his job. But what he really wanted was to be partying with her instead of posing for more pictures with every model around.
It wasn’t something new for him at all. Vin Diesel was always surrounded by beautiful women and on more than one occasion he had ended the night fucking the shit out of some of them after a party like this one. But tonight it was different and even Vin Diesel was starting to be bored as hell.
He turned his head and spotted Luna. She was next to the bar talking with Brad Pitt. She was laughing and playing with her hair and Brad had his face too damn close to her neck for Vin’s taste.
What the fuck…? Vin said as he frowned deeply.
A deep growl escaped his lips and Vin felt mad all of a sudden. At that exact moment the photographers called him and Vin turned his head to look at them.
His eyes were flashing a deadly gaze. Gasping they fixed him puzzled, frowning deeply. Vin noticed and cursed himself silently.
In seconds, Vin Diesel changed his expression and continued smiling broadly; but from time to time, Vin was watching Luna from the corner of his eye.
Suddenly, Vin saw how Luna started to bite her lower lip while Brad Pitt was writing something on a napkin, giving Luna the once over. Then, Brad rested his hand over Luna’s hand and stroked it gently. Then he leaned forward and murmured something against her ear.
In response, Luna laughed hard as she nodded ‘yes’.
Who the fuck do you think you’re dealing with, Luna? Vin asked silently as he fixed her with a gaze full of banked anger.
Vin felt his blood boiling inside his veins and without a second thought he headed directly towards them. His jaw tightened and his hands closed into fists, leaving the photographers with their mouths hanging open.
Luna headed toward Brad Pitt and she introduced herself to him. Almost immediately they started to talk about LA and his future projects.
She thought that he was really funny but with not too much brains. Luna felt a little disappointed for M; she knew that M really loved Brad Pitt.
On the other hand, Luna never liked blonde men at all, but she had to admit to herself that Brad Pitt was an angel, really nice and sweet. M would have been so happy that Luna finally got the nerve and asked him for his autograph.
Brad smiled and picked up a napkin, writing a few words. He then showed Luna the paper and they both started to laugh.
The music was so loud that Brad had to bend his head every time he wanted to tell Luna something.
She told him that her best friend was his biggest fan and that she was a little nervous about asking him his autograph.
Brad laughed as he took her hand and stroked it gently, trying to calm her down. Afterward, Luna thanked him for his attention and turned around her heels.
Just then, she spotted the woman who had grabbed Vin’s arm and had kissed him on his lips and narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
Oh, bitch. Let’s see who the fuck are you, Luna told herself silently as she headed toward them directly.
As she walked, Luna couldn’t help it but, for a second, her stomach clenched slightly. She frowned but continued walking to where Val and the woman were talking.
“Hey, Luna.” Valentino called her. “Let me introduce you to Amanda.” He added as he pulled Luna to him. “Amanda, this is Luna. Luna, this is Amanda. She’s Vin’s…” Amanda cut him off with a cold glare.
“So, you’re the mysterious woman who has kidnapped our boy?” Amanda asked coldly as she gave Luna the once over. “Val told me that that you moved into Vin’s place.” She added, fixing Luna with a cold gaze.
In response, Luna arched a brow at the tone of Amanda’s voice and narrowed her eyes slightly.
“Nice to meet you, Amanda.” Luna answered as she extended her hand to shake Amanda’s, ignoring her remark.
Fuck, I don’t feel good, Luna said silently and felt her stomach clenching again. Amanda shook Luna’s hand, smiling, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes.
“Where are you from, love?” She asked, frowning as she glanced at Valentino from the corner of her eye.
Valentino rolled his eyes. He knew full well that this shit was part of Amanda’s job, but Jesus! Could she take at least one night off!
He had already told her that Luna wasn’t like other chicks, but Amanda had shrugged her shoulders and had rolled her eyes.
She honestly didn’t care who Luna was, but Amanda knew that Vin Diesel was rich and famous, and a temptation for many women without scruples.
Apart from that, Amanda had been his manager and personal assistant for quite a long time and knew full well that a lot of women were dreaming of Vin Diesel. And the fact that he wasn’t married or dating any woman seriously made her job a lot easier though.
Luna didn’t answer immediately, instead she watched Amanda through narrowed eyes.
She was almost as tall as Luna was and she was dressed in a tight black leather dress, with black impossibly high heels. Her hair was naturally black and longer than Luna’s.
She suspected that Amanda didn’t like it one damn bit that Vin had brought her tonight and she wasn’t making any effort at all to hide that fact from Luna.
“Spain.” Finally Luna answered as she blinked furiously. Her vision had blurred slightly again and her stomach was starting to scream in pain.
Oh, Fuck. Is everything spinning around? Luna asked herself as she tried to keep her attention focused on Amanda as well as to keep her balance. “I’m here on holidays.” Luna added as she swallowed hard.
Suddenly her throat was dry but she could feel her mouth filling with saliva in seconds.
“Oh. I see. Spain, huh?” Amanda said nonchalantly. “We’re always saying that someday we’ll go to Europe for a few days together, just to have a little fun and relax. I mean Vin and I.” Amanda added politely, even though her voice sounded full of sarcasm. Luna laughed coldly.
Valentino went silent thinking about if Amanda was just doing her job or if she was jealous of Vin. Luna didn’t know it, but Amanda was a lesbian.
“You would both love Europe. It’s exactly the kind of place that everyone should visit at least once in their lives.” Luna added, mimicking Amanda’s tone of voice.
Vin Diesel was walking, pushing past people with a “don’t fuck with me” look written on his face. As he walked, Vin thought about what the hell he was thinking about when he had decided to take Luna with him. He was annoyed as hell and the fact that he suddenly couldn’t see Luna and Brad, only made him feel worse.
He came to a stop and looked around frantically until he spotted her speaking with Valentino and Amanda. Vin sighed, relieved, but then he frowned deeply.
Fuck, Luna. You’re gonna pay for that one, babydoll. He said silently as he headed toward them.
“So, when are you leaving?” Amanda asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Luna frowned deeply and opened her mouth to answer her, but she never had the chance.
Vin grabbed her arm a little harder than he wanted and turned her around, making Luna almost lose her balance. He then bent his head, stopping just a breath from her lips.
“Are you having fun, Luna?” Vin muttered, narrowing his eyes. His voice sounded cold and hard. Luna frowned deeply as she locked eyes with him.
Vin’s eyes were flashing at her with a gaze full of disappointment and banked anger. Luna looked at him puzzled.
She didn’t have a clue about why he was so angry and upset. It seemed to her that Vin was having the time of his life surrounded with women who were all over him.
At that moment her vision blurred as she forced her nausea back. She then tip toed on her feet and pressed her lips to his ear.
“Excuse me. I’m gonna puke.” Luna murmured as she released herself and rushed, passing him on her way to the bathrooms.
Vin rolled his eyes and turned around, following her with his gaze. He saw her pushing past people with a hand pressed to her mouth. Vin shook his head and headed towards her.
Luna slammed the bathroom door open and rushed to the sink. She leaned forward and threw up all the shots she had drunk.
“Mierda.” Luna hissed as she grabbed her hair with one hand and her waist with the other.
After a moment she leaned against the door and closed her eyes in a lame attempt to make the room stop spinning around her. She then took a deep breath and swallowed hard.
With her gaze fixed on the floor she opened the door and went to take a look at herself in the mirror. When Luna raised her head she wished with all her soul to die there and then.
At least five men were staring at her reflection, and one of them was Vin. Luna cursed herself silently as her face turned red in a second flat. Afterward, she took a deep breath, raised her head completely and turning on her heel, she went out of the men’s bathroom with the little pride she had at that moment.
Vin grinned as he shook his head, then followed her outside and found her with her forehead pressed against the wall. Her eyes were shut tightly and she was shivering.
Vin grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. “We’re leaving.” He muttered in disgust and headed to the door, pulling her all the way.
What the hell is with him? Luna frowned deeply as she tried to release from his painful grip, but Vin tightened his hand around her arm and continued walking.
Luna tried her best to keep up with Vin’s long strides, not stumbling on her own feet as Vin continued dragging her out of the club and back to the limo.