Title: Black Star.
Rating: +18 (adults only, language, explicit sexual context….)
Disclaimer: I don’t own Mr. Vin Diesel, Mr. Valentino Morales or any other character you can recognize. I own those you can’t recognize. This is just for fun.
Feedback: Yes, please, as long as is your honest opinion.
Author’s note: This is my very first story. My own fairy tale based on Mr. Vin Diesel.
Summary: Luna is a Spaniard executive who goes on vacation to Los Angeles. She just wants to relax and has some fun, but what happen when Fate has others plans for her?
Friday. 07:15am. Luna was humming a popular song in front of the wardrobe while she was thinking about what to wear to the office and reviewing her agenda. She had been suffering insomnia for the last five years, since the day she had decided to create her own firm.
After endless working days and a team of professionals around her, she had finally made a reality of her ultimate dream and her firm was producing profits. Luna wanted to prove to everyone around her that she was able to reach professional success. However, frequently she had forgotten to enjoy life itself.
During the last months, Luna had lost weight and suffered sickness. Her doctor told her: Stress. Her family and friends had been begging her to take holidays many times. Even M, with her particular way, had told her: “Crossing salad water, in a place full of stars you will find a man and his heart will be plenty of goodness.” Her voice full of mystery. As usual, Luna interpreted the message in her own way and decided to go on Holidays to Los Angeles for two weeks.
After a long moment and three little songs later she finally decided to wear a pair of trousers in a cream colour and a green tee shirt with a jacket in the same colour. She went out of her home and went to pick up her car. As soon as she was sitting inside of it she inserted a hard rock CD on the radio and begun to sing the songs with all her voice.
“Buon Giorno per la matinaaaa.” Luna said in a funny way to the receptionist while she was pushing open the glass doors of her office.
Luna didn’t know exactly when she had started to use this Italian expression; actually Luna didn’t speak Italian at all. But somehow she really enjoyed the sound of those words and so over the years it became just a ritual every morning.
“Good morning, madam.” The girl answered.
“Don’t call me madam, Ana. My name is Luna and you know it full well.” She replied smiling as she kept walking toward her secretary’s desk, Susana. “Buon Giorno per la matinaaaaaa.” Luna repeated again to Susana.
“Buenaaaaaas.” Susana answered as she raised her head from the documents in front of her. Just like Luna, Susana answerd the same in response to the initial greeting of her boss.
“Messages?” Luna asked, turning around and heading toward the office to pick up a diet coke.
“Mrs. German-lady phoned; she wanted you to call her back as soon as you were here. It seemed important.” Susana answered, searching for her note pad.
“Margot?” Luna asked from inside the room, cutting Susana off before she was done reporting the list of messages.
“No. Mrs. Müller. The owner. She wants to talk with you.” Susana corrected her, frowning slightly. “Okay. Luis is in your office. Someone had phoned from…”
“Downloading porno again?” Luna asked, arching a brow, cutting off Susana for the second time as she emerged from the little room with a can of diet coke in her hand.
Susana raised her head again and looked serious. “Without a doubt.” She stated. “Okay. Someone from Madrid phoned; they gave the head ups to your project, and they also said…”
“Holy Shit!” Luna exclaimed, excited, then looked at Susana, who was looking at her pretending to be angry. “What?” Luna said raising an eyebrow.
Susana shook her head. “Nothing. Okay. In about one hour, a messenger will bring your flight tickets along with the official documents for your trip. I’ve arranged it so someone will pick up your car from airport parking and…let me see…” Susana trailed off as she started searching among the pile of notes and files on her desk. “Oh, yep. M phoned and said, and I’m quoting here: ‘Don’t fuckup, Gemini’.” After that Susana raised her head again and waited for Luna’s reaction at M’s note.
In response, Luna just kept sipping nonchalantly from her can, pretending she didn’t give relevance to her best friend’s words. But she was cursing M silently because that woman knew her better than she knew herself.
After a long moment, Luna blinked fast, snapping back to reality and thought about Susana’s words. Someone will collect my car, huh? , she said to herself silently as she narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Someone, huh? After a few more seconds in silence, Luna cleared her throat.
“Good. Phone Madrid and tell them we’ll send the drawings plans in three weeks.” Luna said in a serious tone of voice and then a slight grin tugged the corner of her lips. “Don’t forget to fill the tank when you pick my car at the airport, Susi, it’s almost out.” Luna added wickedly, waiting for Susana’s reaction at her words. Susana’s mouth opened but no sound came as her brows arched almost touching her hairline. “Oh, come on, honey do you really think I don’t know who that someone is? I well damn know you love that car of mine.” Luna teased her. That mischievous gaze sparkling in her green eyes.
Susana rolled her eyes. “It’s a turquoise Mercedes SL600 for God sake! I love your car, boss.” Susana retorted, her voice full of passion.
“I don’t blame you, Susi. That’s a hell of car. Okay, the rest can wait until I’m back from my holidays.” Luna sighed and then sipped from the coke.
“Oh, Jesus, Luna! I can’t fucking believe you are flying to LA. Have you thought about meeting a famous, sexy and hot actor and then you would fall in love at first sight and then…”
“Oh, Susi, shut up!” Luna rolled her eyes, shaking her head and with that she headed back towards her office.
When Luna was in front of the door she open it fast and came into her office, finding Luis sitting in her chair. He saw her and jumped.
“Are they hot?” Luna mocked as she closed the door behind her. Luis grinned wickedly, giggling like a little boy. “What’s it this time, little perv? Hot bunnies? Wet pussies or what?” She asked, a devilish smile gracing her lips.
Luis laughed openly. “I’m a man. And men think about sex 24/7.” Luis replied as he started to get to his feet.
“Relax, private. I’m not gonna sit down there.” Luna said as she sat in front of him, sipping from her drink.
“I can’t believe you are flying to LA for your first holiday in years, Luna.” He said, closing the porno page.
“Oh, Shit. No way! You’re going to give me a speech about the sexy actor and our story of love and passion, right?” Luna asked, pretending to be annoyed, rolling her eyes. She was starting to be tired of that shit.
“No way, babydoll. Actually I was going to ask for a few pornos. I’m enlarging my private collection, you know?” He said, completely serious.
“You are a perv, aren’t you? I wonder what your wife thinks about this little dirty hobby of yours, Luis.” Luna teased him, grinning.
“Are you kidding? Of course she has no idea about it. She thinks all those dirty things we do together are a product of my unlimited imagination, babydoll.” Luis replied as serious as heart attack causing Luna to knit a brow, holding his wicked gaze. “Ok, I am a perv so what? You still love me, don’t you?” Luis purred in a sexy tone of voice, grinning.
“No. I don’t, you perv.” Luna retorted, grinning.” When Luis started to pout at her, she added. “I love you just because without your help this company never would be what it is now and I can take holidays while you are stuck here, asshole.” Luna said laughing.
“You really think you are funny, huh?” He said pretending to be annoyed with her. “I only endure you because you pay my salary, babydoll.” Luis said, getting comfortable on Luna’s chair. “Now let’s talk seriously. I’ve been working with you for four years and you never, ever have holidays. You’re a workaholic, Luna and that’s bad for you, babydoll.” Luis said seriously, all trace of joking gone.<
Luna looked at him seriously for a fraction of a second. “Oh, Shit, Luis. Someone has to work in this company. You’re just spending the whole day watching porno, jerking off in front of my damn PC. So…” A heartbeat and both exploded laughing hard.
After a moment, Luis cleared his throat and dropped his tone of voice. “Ok, back to the topic at hand. What about that famous actor? I’m thinking it would be great if you two were fucking each other’s brains out until you fall exhausted.” Luis said, winking at her.
Luna rolled her eyes, sticking out her tongue. “Madrid phoned, they said to go on with the project. Congratulations, Luis!” Luna added, her eyes full of pride.
“Yeah, we rock, babydoll! Let’s celebrate it!” Luis exclaimed smiling broadly.
“Always.” she smiled. “Hey, by the way, I’ve told them you’ll send the drawings in three weeks and Müller phoned. Will you take care of that for me?” Luna asked as she gave him the note.
“Always.” He stated as he picked up the note and pocketed it in his jacket pocket.
They both stood at once and Luis grabbed his jacket, moving ahead of Luna, opening the door of her office, bowing.
“After you, babydoll” Luis teased with a mischievous grin.
In response, Luna turned on her heels and fixed him with a serious gaze. “You damn well know I hate to be called ‘babydoll’, dork.” Her voice had sounded cold and yet playful. After a second, Luis bent at the waist in an exaggerated bow.
“Yep, the dork knows it pretty well and that’s why he does it all the time, milady.” He said, winking at her. Luna burst out, laughing hard.
When they reached the entrance, Susana was filing away documents. Luis came from behind her as he took them from her. “Who are you kidding, missy? Stop pretending you’re working, Susana.” He said grinning as he dropped them on the desk. “Let’s celebrate that those uptight fuckers gave us the green light for the project.”
“And, what about the boss?” She replied pretending to sound worried.
Luis grinned. Then look around to check if someone was listening, shamelessly pretending Luna wasn’t even there. “It’ll be our little secret. That bitch doesn’t have to know it.” Luis murmured still looking around.
Slowly, Luna knit a brow. “Hey, you two! I’m still here and I’m not deaf.” She said pretending to be annoyed.
Susana and Luis looked at each other and grinned. “We know it.” They said in unison.
Luna rolled her eyes. “I really don’t know why I bother.” She muttered and then arched both brows in amusement. “Hey, just wait a minute there! Why do I have to pay, anyway?” She teased.
“Maybe because you never let us pay, boss, ever.” Susana retorted as she turned around, picking up a big envelope. “Here. Your tickets and official documents.” She continued as she gave the envelope to Luna. “Oh, Luna. I can already see you, honey. You, hand in hand with a gorgeous actor, both arriving to an opening and then…”
Luna lifted a hand to stop her. “If I hear someone else telling me something, anything about the fucking actor and our fucking love story I’ll kill myself and I fucking mean it.” Luna muttered as she headed to the elevators. They stared at her, grinning. In response Luna groaned, rolling her eyes. “Come on, kids, I gotta feed you and then I gotta catch a plane, guys.” Luna said smiling. “I’m on my way to heaven.” She added as the three of them entered the elevator, laughing out loud.