Madrid (Spain) Luna.
Luna was lost in thought as she drove her turquoise SL600 along the driveway that led to M’s mansion. Why the fuck had M made her bring the fucking car instead of flying directly to Madrid from Málaga? She had been driving for more than five hours on the highway, when she could have flown to Madrid in one hour.
Luna shook her head, looking at one side of the land. She could see a group of her ex- employees working on the construction of M’s guesthouse.
Luna pressed the horn and waved at them. In response they greeted her with a tirade of compliments.
Luna laughed hard, stopping the car at the parking area, right beside the black Rolls Royce.
Luna climbed out of her car and headed directly to the main door, pressing the doorbell. A moment later, the door was opened, showing Cecilia, the first housemaid, dressed in her uniform.
“Good morning, Mrs. Luna.” Cecilia said, smiling, letting Luna enter the house.
“Drop the “Mrs.”, Cecilia. You know my name too damn well.” Luna teased, causing the woman to laugh. “Where’s Mrs. M?” She mocked, smiling.
“She’s still sleeping.” Cecilia replied, giggling. Luna rolled her eyes, shaking her head.
“Playing poker again?” Luna teased, arching a brow. Cecilia nodded ‘yes’, grinning as she turned on her heels and headed toward the salon.
Luna went to the wooden stairs and climbed the steps two at a time. Crossing the long hallway, she finally reached M’s bedroom.
Luna grinned devilishly and started to knock on the door as if her life depended on it. A moment later the door opened, showing M yawning, looking a mess.
“Where’s the damn fire?” M asked hoarsely turning on her heels, groaning.
Luna rolled her eyes, entering and closing the door behind her.
“What? You told me to come early in the morning.” She replied, grinning and took a seat in one of the big armchairs that were spread all around the salon of M’s bedroom.
“It’s Cecilia’s fault. She bet me to play poker last night.” M said as she headed towards the wardrobe room. “The bitch told me that she was really sorry, but I’m sure she wasn’t. She won almost 6.000€ on my account.” M mocked, looking for a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Luna laughed hard.
“When you’re not in slam, you’re being hunting down!” Luna joked, laughing even harder. M nodded ‘yes’, grinning.
“I know that, kid. It’s just that I love to play poker with Cecilia.” M retorted, rubbing her neck. “Besides, why are you in such a hurry? The plane won’t leave us behind.” She added as she headed back to Luna.
Luna chuckled at that. “Are you shitting me?” She retorted as she stood and went to a big mirror, looking at her reflection smiling broadly. “Commercial flights do not wait for their passengers. They just take off without you.” Luna added, frowning slightly.
“Yeah, we’ll see.” M muttered under her breath, heading directly to the bathroom. “We’re rich and famous now.” M teased Luna, glancing at her from the corner of her eye.
In response, Luna stuck her tongue out, chuckling.
“I saw you, Luna.” M retorted, grinning evilly.
“Rich and famous? My ass.” Luna muttered under her breath.
“I did hear that too, kid.” M retorted, grinning. She then entered the big bathroom and closed the door at her back.
Luna cracked her neck and collapsed on a big couch. There was a magazine on the small table next to it, so Luna picked it up and started to look through it, not really paying attention to what it was showing.
Suddenly, there was a picture of Vin in front of her eyes. Luna went still, her eyes wide.
Vin Diesel was posing with a big smile plastered on his lips with a big poster showing Riddick’s face behind him.
Luna narrowed her eyes when she noticed that Vin’s smile wasn’t reaching his eyes. He was dressed in black jeans, white shirt and his combat boots. At the bottom of the picture, Luna silently read the text:
“The actor, writer and director Vin Diesel arrives in Europe to present his latest movie ‘The Chronicles of Riddick’. The sexy and hot New Yorker showed the sequel of ‘Pitch Black’ last Friday in Oslo, playing once more the charismatic killer Richard B. Riddick.”
Luna started to chew her lower lip, staring at Vin’s printed eyes. She could have sworn that those chocolate brown eyes were full of pain and anger, even though Vin was smiling from ear to ear.
Luna’s vision blurred slightly, but she forced her tears back, swallowing the knot in her throat.
M entered the salon and froze, smiling. Luna was staring at a spot only she could see, with her mind miles away from that place. She was biting her lower lip absently. M cleared her throat, heading to her side.
“Are you ready?” M asked her gently, pulling Luna out of her thoughts. She then shook her head, trying to get rid of the vision of Vin.
“He’s here.” Luna murmured.
In response, M turned her head to both sides, pretending she was expecting to find someone else inside the large room.
“Who?” M asked, frowning slightly.
Luna gave M the magazine and stood. She then pointed with her finger Vin’s picture.
“Mark.” Luna whispered, frowning deeply. “He’s on a tour around Europe, presenting his last movie.” She explained to M and continued chewing her lower lip.
M narrowed her eyes as she fixed her gaze on Vin Diesel’s picture.
“Damn, Luna! He’s hot, kid!” M said, arching her brows in surprise. “I don’t like bald guys, but woman, this baldy is really sexy.” She added, smiling broadly. Then M fixed her gaze on Riddick’s face. “I bet you that everybody wants to know what they have in common.” She chuckled, looking back at Luna.
In response, Luna knit a brow, locking eyes with M.
“I know what they have in common.” She stated seriously. M looked at her, narrowing her eyes. “Me.” Luna added. When M looked at her puzzled, Luna grinned evilly and elaborated. “Luna fucked the shit out of both.” She said and her smile widened.
M’s eyes opened wide and her mouth hung open with surprise when realization dawned.
“You kinky little girl.” M teased, grinning. “You have to tell me all about that, kid.” She said as she stared at Luna through narrowed eyes. “And this time, don’t you dare leave any detail out!” M added, laughing.
Luna laughed with her. “I’ll tell you on the road.” She said, grinning, waggling her brows. “By the way. Why the fuck do I have to leave my car at the airport, M? Manuel can drive us.” Luna added puzzled.
She didn’t like to leave her SL600 parked there for almost a week.
“No. He cannot.” M retorted, turning around on her heels, leaving the magazine on the couch. “You’ll see why. Be patient, Gemini.” M said nonchalantly as she headed toward the door.
“Patient, huh?” Luna retorted, rolling her eyes as she followed her, frowning.
All of sudden Luna wasn’t sure anymore if she wanted to go with M to help her get rid of her properties around Europe. But she had no other choice. M had made Luna promise her that she would come with her on this trip and Luna wasn’t going to break a promise
Luna was driving to Madrid airport and she was about to take the exit to the international departures, M shook her head and gestured her to go on driving straight ahead. Luna frowned deeply, but kept silent.
A moment later they were driving directly to the private area of the airport. Luna narrowed her eyes in suspicion as soon as several private jets came into view.
What the fuck…? Luna said silently as she looked at M, who was grinning.
The security guard let them enter without a word. M told Luna to park her car next to the hangar. Almost immediately a young boy dressed in a pilot’s uniform headed towards them.
He was tall, slim and really handsome. As soon as M laid eyes on him, she smiled broadly, getting out the car.
Luna watched her with a shocked expression and followed her outside.
“Good Morning, M. Everything is ready. We can take off in twenty minutes.” The boy said, smiling.
“Good Morning, Gonzalo. Thanks, love.” M said gently as she continued walking.
Gonzalo ordered the airport staff to get the luggage from Luna’s car and load it on the jet.
Luna smiled at Gonzalo and continued walking, following M.
Suddenly, M stopped in her tracks and turned her attention to Luna.
“Who says now that the flight was going to take off without us?” M asked, teasing Luna. In response, Luna’s eyes opened wide, shocked.
“Oh my fucking God!” She exclaimed, grinning like a loony. “You never told me you got a jet.” Luna added, her mouth hanging wide open, almost touching the floor.
“Well, kid. You never asked.” M retorted, smiling. “William was a bizarre fucker. He always loved this kind of richies’ shit.” M added, grinning. “Besides, I can’t make a tour through three different countries in three days flying like the rest of the people. Not enough time for that.” She explained to Luna as she started to climb the stairs.
When Luna didn’t move a muscle, M turned her head and looked at her.
“Move that killer ass, kid. We’re flying to Switzerland.” She teased, pulling Luna out of her initial shock.
Luna shook her head wildly. “I’m going to fly in a jet!” Luna exclaimed, jumping up and down like a little kid on Christmas Day.
M laughed hard, shaking her head and entered the jet.
Rome (Italy). Vin.
TCOR’s tour jet landed at Rome’s airport early in the morning and the caravan of vehicles made its way directly to the hotel. Almost immediately, Vin Diesel started his routine.
First the official photo shoot with the poster behind him. Afterwards, a press conference, photos, autographs, more photos, interviews, more autographs, more photos, more interviews.
Again, Vin Diesel was shaking hands, kissing cheeks, hugging people, teasing and making jokes; smiling and grinning non-stop for hours. Answering the same questions again and again.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity for him, Vin Diesel fulfilled his schedule for the day and went to his hotel to relax until the premier later that day.
Vin and Val were playing Xbox, laughing like two kids. They had received a few demos to test the games in order to see if those games were good enough to be promoted by “Tigon Studios”.
They were on this occasion saving the world from a plague of robots that wanted to enslave human kind.
Amanda was watching them from the corner of her eye, grinning. She was a lesbian, but she wasn’t blind. She couldn’t help but think that those two big guys were probably the sexiest and hottest men around earth and here they were, playing a stupid game in front of a TV instead of being out there fucking the shit out of some chicks.
Amanda shook her head, sighing hard. It wasn’t her business, but she had to admit that Vin had changed too much over the last months, dragging Valentino with him.
Amanda wasn’t sure but she suspected that Vin hadn’t had sex since Luna left him, and she would bet her soul that if he had had sex, it had been just to scratch an itch, like fuck’em, leave’em and forget’em, no emotions or feelings involved at all.
On the other hand, Valentino was another story. Knowing him, he had probably been fucking for both of them, but with his depression caused by Vin’s pain, Amanda had more than just a few doubts.
She couldn’t help but chuckle at her own thoughts. If their fans would be able to see them right now, they wouldn’t believe their eyes.
Suddenly, Amanda’s cell phone rang, pulling her out of her thoughts. She shook her head slightly, standing and leaving the room to speak without the game’s noises.
After a couple of minutes, Amanda entered again and went directly to them, stopping in front of the TV screen, covering it almost completely with her body. Vin looked up at her and Val pressed the ‘pause’ bottom.
“What is it, Mandy?” Vin asked, grinning.
They both knew that she never would interrupt them if it wasn’t important.
Amanda locked eyes with Vin, clearing her throat. “The distribution company has called me. It seems that the problems they had in Spain have finally been solved. They want to present the movie in Madrid on Friday.” Amanda cut herself off, fixing her eyes on Vin.
He didn’t say anything, just tightened his jaw.
Glancing at Val from the corner of her eye, she could see that Val was grinning. Amanda narrowed her eyes and continued.
“They say that they will take care of every single detail concerning the publicity on TV, magazines, radio and Internet, as well as your arrival. They understand that you are probably exhausted and that it will be in just four days, but the critics have been really good and they think that it would be great if Vin Diesel would be able to support the premiere with his presence.” Amanda finished, taking a deep breath.
Vin didn’t say anything at all. He just got to his feet and headed toward the fridge. Then, he pulled out a Corona, opened it and gulped down half of the bottle in one long draught.
Amanda narrowed her eyes, frowning slightly and Val turned his head to look at him. Vin put one hand inside of his pocket and started to squeeze the red pouch.
“Ok.” Was all he said as he headed towards the couch.
Amanda swallowed hard. The next part was a bitch and she knew that, but it was part of her job.
“Um… Vin, the Spanish magazines published pictures of Luna and you. So you better be ready for…”
Vin didn’t let her finish.
“I said fucking okay.” Vin retorted, and his voice sounded colder and harder than he thought it would. Then, he took a deep breath and looked at her. “Tell them that Vin Diesel will land on Friday in Spain to present TCOR.” He added seriously.
After that, he collapsed onto the couch, left the Corona on the floor and pressed the ‘pause’ bottom to continue playing.
Amanda nodded ‘yes’ and looked at Val. He shrugged his shoulders, grinning and returned his attention to the game.
Amanda heaved a hard sigh and picked up her cell phone, leaving Vin and Val playing once more, but in complete silence now.
As soon as Amanda closed the door at her back, Valentino pressed the ‘pause’ button, grinning. Vin glanced at him from the corner of his eye, growling.
“Don’t you dare, Val.” Vin warned him seriously, turning his head to lock eyes with Val, but he couldn’t help that a slight grin spread on his lips.
Valentino narrowed his eyes and when he was about to open his mouth to speak, Vin lifted a hand.
“I don’t want to hear it, bro. Just let it go for today, ok.” Vin said as a heavy sigh escaped from his lips.
Val nodded ‘yes’, but grinned wickedly, staring at Vin’s eyes. A moment later Vin mimicked Val’s grin.
In the meantime, Amanda picked up her cell phone and dialed a number. A moment later a voice greeted her.
“Hi. This is important and it’s not negotiable. I want a list with the questions in advance.” She demanded without preamble. “I don’t like surprises at the last second.” She added serious as a heart attack.
After that, she took a deep breath and returned to the room, heading directly to her chair, opening her notebook.
Vin and Val were laughing and playing like that phone call had never taken place. She fixed her gaze on Vin’s eyes and she couldn’t help but a wide grin graced her lips.
Vin was smiling and for the first time in months, his sexy smile was reaching his beautiful chocolate brown eyes.