Everyone was waiting eagerly for Vin Diesel in the press conference room and he didn’t let the Spanish press wait for him longer than necessary.
Right on time, Vin Diesel entered the room smiling broadly followed by a young boy who was the translator. All the journalists in the room burst out in applause.
Vin Diesel gave thanks in Spanish and took a seat. Almost immediately, the journalists started to ask their questions while at least ten TV cameras were recording the event.
Twenty minutes later almost all the questions Vin Diesel had answered to the press had been about the shooting, the action scenes, his next projects and Riddick.
Amanda was about to have a heart attack, she constantly was glancing at her chrono, checking how much longer this was going to continue.
Meanwhile, Vin Diesel was sitting behind a desk answering each and every question with a permanent smile plastered on his face, making jokes, teasing and showing his charm and class one more time.
Some of the journalists were asking their questions directly in English, but the most of them in Spanish.
M took a seat in front of the TV and got comfortable on her big couch. She was absently zapping through the TV channels.
Suddenly, Vin Diesel appeared on the screen smiling broadly, flashing M with his sexy smile, answering something about a possible sequel to TCOR.
M grinned as she left the remote at her side onto the couch.
“Sr. Diesel, ¿Porqué decidió dar vida de nuevo a Riddick?” (Mr. Diesel, why did you decide to play Riddick again?) Someone asked from a far corner of the conference room.
Vin bent his head slightly, listening to the young boy translating the question for him.
Vin Diesel nodded as he returned his attention back to the journalist who had asked the question.
“Well, while I was shooting ‘Pitch Black’ I always knew that Riddick was a character that still had much more to give. So when they offered me the role again, I didn’t think twice.” He answered and took a sip from his bottle of water.
A girl who was sitting just in front of him asked, smiling broadly. “¿Podría por favor contarnos su experiencia trabajando con esa grandísima actriz que es Judy Dench?” (Could you please tell us your experience working with such a great actress like Judy Dench?)
Vin fixed his chocolate brown eyes on her, grinning while listening to the boy translating for him. His grin widened as he tilted his head to one side, licking his lips.
“For me it’s a dream come true, you know? She’s my favourite actress since I was just a kid. I’ve seen all her movies and I almost had a heart attack when she finally joined the project. And I remember with pride that she came to my place to have dinner.”
Vin paused for a second, remembering that moment, then he continued.
“She was wearing a t-shirt with the word “diesel” on it. And when I started laughing she told me ‘I did the movie for you, only for you’. I’m never going to forget that day in my life. I swear. I have learnt so much from her. She’s amazing and so gentle.” Vin answered, smiling. He had always loved Dame Judy Dench.
“¿Que puede decirnos sobre las otras actrices que formaron parte de la película?” (What about the other actresses who were involved in the movie?) The same girl asked grinning broadly.
Vin Diesel bent his head one more time, sipping from his water.
“Oh, more than just great actresses, all of them. I felt overwhelmed surrounded by such stunning and beautiful women almost 24/7. An incredible experience. Unforgettable indeed.” He answered, smiling like there was no tomorrow.
“Hablando de mujeres bellas, Sr. Diesel. ¿Que pasa con las españolas?” (Speaking about beautiful women, Mr. Diesel. What about Spanish women?)
As soon as the question left the lips of the man sitting at the left side of the room, every muscle in Amanda’s body tensed. She searched frantically for the asshole who asked that fucking question.
If looks could kill, the poor man would have fallen dead to the floor in two seconds, after she spotted him.
The boy translated for him the question and he laughed.
“Yeah, what about them?” Vin teased the man, grinning.
The man laughed, shaking his head.
“Me gustaría saber ¿qué piensa sobre las españolas?” (I would like to know what you think about Spanish women?) He asked again, smiling broadly while the rest of the journalists fixed their gazes on Vin.
Vin Diesel went serious as soon as the boy told him what the man had asked. He then narrowed his eyes and cleared his throat.
He was going to answer with a joke, but for some strange reason his mind went blank.
Vin found himself fixed with the gaze of at least fifty journalists waiting eagerly to know the answer to that question.
Amanda cursed herself silently as she headed toward Vin. Without a second thought, she grabbed the microphone.
“Last question, ladies and gentlemen.” She said as gently as she could and fixed Vin with a serious gaze.
Immediately all the journalists started to speak with each other in murmurs. Vin shook his head slightly, blinking and covered the microphone with his hand.
“Relax, Mandy.” He said, grinning as he turned his attention to Val who was in a corner, watching Vin Diesel giving his press conference.
Amanda cursed loudly as she returned to the corner of the room. Valentino glanced at her, squeezing gently her shoulder.
Amanda grunted as she gave him the same glare she had given Vin.
In response, Valentino grinned, winking at Vin. Vin winked back and looked down at his ring finger.
The star, trapped inside of the black stone, was shining. Vin’s mind drifted far from the room for a few seconds as a vision of Luna in his Jacuzzi popped inside his mind, blocking any other thought or idea.
Luna’s eyes were flashing at him with a gaze full of passion, desire, lust and love, and he found himself smiling broadly lost in thoughts about her.
M stiffened on her couch and stared at Vin Diesel’s eyes, flashing full of love. M grinned, glancing at the door of the bathroom where Luna was having a relaxing bubble bath inside of M’s large tub.
Slowly, Vin Diesel looked back at the man who had asked the question and cleared his throat. At once everyone went silent in the room.
Vin then took a deep breath and he plunged ahead.
“Cuando yo pienso en mujeres españolas, yo siempre pienso en mi mujer. Yo pienso en Luna.” (When I think about Spanish women, I always think about my woman. I think about Luna.) Vin Diesel answered in perfect Spanish and grinned broadly.
His voice sounded as deep as the ocean and as serious as a heart attack.
Amanda shut her eyes tightly, shaking her head while Valentino laughed hard, hugging Amanda tightly, kissing her cheek.
M smiled broadly. “Change of plans, Gemini.” She called and burst out laughing hard, watching how Vin Diesel stood, ending the press conference, leaving all the journalists shouting a lot of questions, the translator with his mouth hanging open, Amanda mad as hell and Valentino laughing out of at the top of his lungs.
A wave of flashes fell on him while Vin Diesel went to Valentino, shaking his hand and hugging him, leaving the pressroom.
Surrounded by bodyguards, Amanda, Valentino and Vin Diesel headed toward the elevators and to Vin Diesel’s suite.
Amanda was cursing silently while shaking her head in annoyance. She couldn’t believe that Vin had answered that question, in Spanish and saying that thing in front of practically each and every Spanish media.
Luna was inside the large tub surrounded by bubbles and sandalwood incense, her body floating in the hot water. She had her eyes closed as without warning a vision of Vin and her, making love in Vin’s Jacuzzi, popped up inside her mind, blocking any other vision.
Vin was kissing her while stroking her skin gently, enjoying the reaction of Luna’s skin under his caresses.
“Change of plans, Gemini.”
She heard M calling. Luna frowned slightly as she snapped her eyes open.
“Where are we going now, woman?” Luna asked slightly annoyed.
She heard M laughing hard from the other room.
“It’s a surprise, kid.” M added as she continued laughing. Luna narrowed her eyes.
“¡Mierda! You and your surprises!” She yelled back as she sat up inside the tub, pretending to be annoyed with her.
“Patience, Gemini. Patience.” M teased, grinning evilly.
Luna rolled her eyes.
“Patience?” She muttered. “Patience, my ass, M!” She said her voice rising, frowning deeply. “I’ve never been patient in my fucking life!” Luna exclaimed.
In response, M laughed hard again, shaking her head.
Luna chuckled at that as she made herself comfortable inside of the tub. Ok, where were we? She asked herself. Oh, yesss… Luna trailed off as she pictured Vin and her inside of Vin’s Jacuzzi, making love.
Vin entered his suite, followed by Valentino and Amanda who slammed the door closed behind her back.
“What the fuck were you thinking, Vincent?” Amanda asked, annoyed as she fixed him with a serious gaze.
Vin turned around so fast that Amanda moved backward. He then fixed her with a cold gaze.
“I’m not thinking, I’m acting.” He hissed, as his chocolate brown eyes pierced Amanda’s soul.
In response, she gasped and looked at Valentino, who was grinning like a dummy. Amanda rolled her eyes, grunting.
When she opened her mouth to speak, Vin lifted a hand.
“It’s my life, Amanda. I’m sick and tired of this shit.” Vin muttered through clenched teeth. “I’ve been living in hell for the last seven months. And I cannot pretend any longer that I’m okay, got it?” He added as he collapsed onto a couch, shutting his eyes and rubbing his forehead.
Vin then took a deep breath and calmed himself down. After a moment, he opened his eyes and continued speaking.
“I need that damned woman teasing me, calling me names and making jokes about my stage name at my side, with me, Mandy. I need Luna in my life and damn it all if you can’t understand me.” Vin said as he looked at Valentino.
He nodded ‘yes’ and moved forward, patting his shoulder, grinning.
Vin then looked at Amanda again. “I don’t care what the fuck they say or do. I love Luna and fuck it all, woman, but I’m gonna go look for her no matter what you or the rest of the world thinks, says or does.” Vin finished his little speech and stood.
Amanda went silent for a long moment, recalling all of the things that Vin had said. She then nodded ‘yes’ and spoke.
“Fine, Vin. You’re right. It’s your life.” Amanda said seriously as she looked down at her feet.
Vin moved forward and hugged her. Amanda hugged him back, kissing his cheek.
“I’m sorry, big guy.” She added, smiling.
Vin kissed her cheek. “Thanks, Mandy. It means so much for me.” He murmured, sighing hard. Amanda rolled her eyes, chuckling.
“Ok, Mr. Diesel, but first you have to finish with the promotion of the movie, then you’ll be free to disappear for a few weeks.” Amanda said as she let go of him.
She took a deep breath and picked up her cell phone.
“Do you at least know her surname?” She mocked, arching a brow. Vin grinned, nodding ‘yes’. “Great. Let’s find where the fuck that damned chick is.” Amanda added as she headed toward the other room, shaking her head and already opening her notebook, leaving Vin and Val alone.
They locked eyes, grinning.
“I told you, bro. Fate wants you both together.” Val teased as he headed toward the fridge, pulling two coronas out.
He then returned to Vin’s side, opened the bottles and gave one to him.
“Fate, huh?” Vin chuckled, rolling his eyes, taking the Corona.
They both sat on a big couch and Vin fixed his gaze in a spot only he could see, sighing hard.
“She was crying, Val.” Vin said absently and took a sip from his bottle. “She was in front of me, crying and I was there just looking at her like if I didn’t care about shit.” He whispered as he leaned back, shutting his eyes. Valentino heaved a hard sigh. “What the fuck am I gonna do now, Val? I don’t know shit about her. I don’t know where to find Luna, man.” Vin sighed hard as he locked eyes with Valentino. “DAMNIT!” He shouted, frustrated, as he punched the couch and shut his eyes again, rubbing his temples. His head was going to explode soon with the painful headache.
“Listen, man. I know that Luna loves you as much as you love her, but her mind is a mess right now, that’s all.” Val said softly, squeezing Vin’s shoulder. “You’re gonna find her because it’s your fate, Vin. Don’t worry, bro.” He added as he raised his bottle. In response, Vin nodded, sighing. “To the beautiful Spanish women.” Val stated, grinning slightly. Vin looked up at him and raised his own bottle.
“To Luna.” Vin replied as both of them gulped down half of the beers. “By the way, bro. Did you know she had the same car?” Vin asked, narrowing his eyes.
Valentino shook his head ‘no’, grinning. Vin chuckled and got comfortable in his seat.
They both were silent for a long moment, until Vin spoke.
“Turquoise?” Vin mocked, grinning like a loony.
“Turquoise, bro. Turquoise.” Valentino nodded, grinning wickedly.
“Jesus, man. That woman is obsessed with that damned colour, I swear.” Vin mocked as he shook his head, laughing hard.
Amanda heard them laughing and grinned, shaking her head.
At least, Vin was back even though she wasn’t sure if it was for better or worse.
One hour later and under the close supervision of Amanda, Vin Diesel answered each and every question the journalists asked him with a smile plastered on his face as he had been doing for weeks. The only difference was that Vin Diesel’s smile was actually reaching his eyes.
Of course some of those journalist asked Vin Diesel about “his woman” Luna. But Vin Diesel smiled broadly and managed to not answer that question directly.
In the end it was his life, that was true, but it was still his private life.
Meanwhile, Valentino had been using Amanda’s laptop searching for something, anything about Luna.
By the time Vin Diesel had finished with the interviews, Val knew that that night there would be a reception at the Germany Embassy and that among the honorable guests there was a woman called M.
A couple of hours later, Vin Diesel finished with those interviews and relaxed with Valentino and Amanda inside of his suite at the Ritz hotel.
Later that night Vin Diesel was going to present his movie in Madrid. Afterward, and with a bit of luck, Vin finally would face his fate.