Luna headed to the bar and ordered a diet coke. It was really hot inside the club. As she was going to pay for it the barman told her that her drinks were on the house and pointed to the VIP’s zone, smiling.
Luna turned around, following the barman’s gaze and saw how ‘caramel skin’ was looking at her. Luna lifted her drink, saluting him as she mouthed ‘thank you’. In response, he mimicked her gesture, bowing his head and Luna grinned wickedly.
After she gulped her drink in record time, Luna headed toward the dance floor and she lost herself in the rhythm of the dance music, enjoying the fact that it had felt like forever since the last time she had danced. Luna had almost forgotten how much fun it was.
Six songs later and another diet coke and Luna was heading to the bathroom. When she entered she saw three girls chatting and laughing. As soon as they saw her all laughter died and they looked at Luna as if she was the most disgusting thing in the world.
What the hell…? Luna asked herself as she frowned slightly. She had no idea why those bitches had looked at her in that way and wondered if she had met them before. Maybe she had been rude to them but honestly she didn’t think so. And the more she thought about it, the less she could place them. So after a moment, Luna just let it go. Who cares? It wasn’t that she was going to come back to this place any time soon.
“You’ll never believe who I saw out there, girl?” Luna heard one of them. “Vin Diesel, woman!” She exclaimed. “He came for the opening. He’s partying in the VIPs’.” The girl explained, laughing.
“Yes. I saw him too. Oh, God he is so damn sexy, I swear! I gotta change my pants until the night is over, chica.” Another one said. “I’m gonna ask him for his autograph and I’m gonna make him to write it on my thigh.”
“Fuck girl. He’s the hottest actor alive. I know exactly what kind of things I’d do to that body right here right now, girl.” A third one added and the three of them laughed hard.
“You could do it, girl. He often chooses from the girls around him and picks up one to keep partying at his place…if you know what I mean, chica.” The second girl said, giggling.
“Well, bitches. You could be damn sure that I’m gonna be one of them.” The third girl retorted, causing the other two burst out in a fit of giggles.
Vin Diesel. Who the hell is Vin Diesel? There is someone with that name? Diesel, just like the fuel. Diesel? …… Diesel? …. why is that name is so familiar? Luna asked herself as she clasped her pants.
When she was done, Luna exited the stall and washed her hands, ignoring the girls’ presence as well as their gazes. Luna dried her hands and turning on her heels she headed towards the door, with her head raised and a defiant smile gracing her lips.
On her way back to the dance floor, Luna crossed near the VIP’s zone and stopped dead in her tracks. Let’s see if that Diesel guy is as hot as those little bitches said, sugar. Luna’s interior voice whispered.
But there was a crowd, hiding Mr. Diesel and Luna couldn’t see him. So after a moment, she gave up, shrugging her shoulders and returned to the bar. No single man deserved to be crushed amongst a bunch of hysterical fans, screaming, yelling and crying. No matter how hot or sexy he may be.
Luna was leaned against the bar, sipping from her drink when she felt a hand, tapping her shoulder lightly. She jumped, startled, and turned around. Her eyes narrowed slightly when she saw Valentino standing a few feet from her with a wicked smile plastered on his lips. Then he leaned in slightly so he wouldn’t have to yell over the loud music.
“The boss asks if you want to go to a party at his place.” He said, looking at her.
What the hell is he talking about? She wondered.
“Excuse me?” Luna replied, arching her brows as she stared at Valentino as if he had sprouted a second head. In response, he chuckled and cleared his throat.
“My boss wants you to join us at his place for a private party.” He repeated slowly to make sure the ‘stripper’ was catching the meaning of his words.
Luna’s eyes widened when realization dawned and she blinked slowly, taking a deep breath.
“Tell your boss I’m not interested. I’m not that kind of woman.” Luna retorted, a little annoyed with the man and his proposal even though she knew he was just the messenger. Then without adding another word, Luna turned around and headed toward the dance floor.
When she reached the place, Luna looked at the VIP’s and saw Valentino talking with ‘caramel skin’. He was frowning deeply. All of sudden he turned his head, looking at Luna and burst out laughing.
In response, Luna narrowed her eyes and felt her blood boiling inside her veins. What’s this shit all about? He must think he can fuck with anyone. Well, I’m sorry ‘caramel skin’ but I’m not anyone, baby. I’m not that kind of woman, asshole.
Luna was so pissed off just thinking about the man that she didn’t put two and two together…yet.
Luna had spent the last five years of her life completely absorbed in her firm, and the little free time she had, Luna invested in listening to music and reading books. She almost hadn’t watched TV or movies at all.
She likes action movies but her firm had been her priority above everything else, including her sex life. Almost non-existent sex life actually. However, Luna was a mess about remembering the name of any celebrity; she already had enough remembering her clients’ names.
She was dancing and from time to time she found herself searching for ‘caramel skin’ in the crowd and every time she spotted him, he was looking at her. Five songs later, she decided that it was enough for one night. Time to go, baby, she said to herself. So she turned and headed to the main entrance.
Luna was waiting for a cab, thinking about ‘caramel skin’ and his smile when all of sudden she sensed someone behind her. So slowly, Luna turned around, finding ‘caramel skin’ staring at her bottom.
Luna narrowed her eyes, tightening her jaw and moved backward two steps, he was closer than she would have liked.
“What did you mean by that kind of woman?” He asked with a gravelly tone of voice as he raised a brow.
Oh, Jesus! Now what, Damnit?!
“Pardon me?” Luna asked nonchalantly.
“You heard me, babydoll.” He whispered as his eyes flickered to hers. His voice sounded colder than she expected and tinted with anger.
In response, Luna frowned, recalling her options. She didn’t think it was such a good idea to face a big guy like him. Nevertheless, she was infamous because she had more balls than most men she had crossed paths with.
“Well, I bet you have half a brain or so there. So why don’t you figure out what I meant?” Luna retorted coldly.
Her heart was beating fast and Luna swallowed hard. He is just a man, relax, sugar she told herself, trying to calm down.
“Well, I have more than just half a brain here but why don’t you explain it to me?” He retorted using exactly the same tone she had used with him, but his voice didn’t sound tinted with anger anymore, it was more like sadness.
Luna sighed hard, rolling her eyes.
“Ok, I’m not a slut, asshole, and sure as hell the last time I checked I didn’t have a tattoo on my forehead saying ‘I’m a horny bitch, fuck me’.” Luna replied, narrowing her eyes. “So, why don’t you leave me the fuck alone? I’m tired of this shit.” She added, feeling her temper grabbing a hold of her actions. She was about to explode.
He arched his brows, holding her gaze and unconsciously, he grinned. He was starting to like this spitfire.
Luna rolled her eyes, exasperated. She couldn’t believe that she was wasting her time answering him. It was clear to her that he wasn’t going to give up that easily.
“Listen. I appreciate your invitation, really. But honestly I think you’re completely wrong about me. I’m not interested about you …” Well that’s not true, Luna, sugar, her own voice retorted. “I mean …” Luna sighed hard. “Not more than pure curiosity …” No, no, that’s not what you wanted to say, either, again her own voice. Luna frowned.
It had been years the last time she had heard her own voice arguing with her within her brain, and now since she had seen this guy, the damn voice was torturing her mercilessly.
He smiled. “Do you have a name?” He asked, staring at her as he took off his cap.
Luna didn’t answer immediately; instead she looked directly at his head. And this is the definition of a self-confident man, Luna. Bald like a cue ball, she told herself. Oh, sugar, be honest. You never saw a bald guy that sexy, woman. The voice retorted.
“What part didn’t you understand, buddy? I’m not interested in any party at your place. I’m not interested in you and I don’t want to have anything to do with you.” Luna replied before she could stop herself.
He ignored her words and taking her hand in his, he shook it. Luna groaned. It seemed as if he didn’t give a damn about her words. Quite the opposite. Luna swore he was having the time of his life, pushing her.
“Vin. Vin Diesel.” He said, still holding her gaze.
As soon as Luna heard his name, she remembered the conversation between the girls at the bathroom and realization dawned. So here’s the sexy, hot actor. She chuckled.
Well, it wasn’t that Luna didn’t agree with that fact. Certainly Mr. Diesel was sexy and hot, but he was also an asshole with the biggest ego she had seen in her life. And if her suspicions were true, Luna guessed he was going to keep pushing her for hours. So she decided that maybe she should change the strategy. Maybe if she was a little sweeter, he would leave her alone.
“Luna.” She said sweetly.
“My pleasure, Luna.” Vin replied as he tilted his head to one side. “I wanted to use the occasion to apologize about London. We were celebrating Val’s birthday, you already knew that. And we asked for a stripper as a present for him and then you showed up from out of nowhere.” He explained, never taking his gaze off hers. “I’m really sorry about that. Oh, hell, that’s not true. I’m not sorry…” Vin trailed off, licking his lips making Luna tense, narrowing her eyes in suspicion. “I mean… you’re hot enough to be one, I swear, babydoll.” He added, giving her the once over.
Luna knit a brow. She wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or an insult. After a second, she made up her mind. A compliment.
“Apology accepted.” Luna said as she tried to release her hand from his gentle grip. Vin tensed a little and smiled.
“Are you sure you won’t change your mind, Luna?” Vin asked her as his thumb traced slow patterns over her hand. “My offer is still standing.”
There you go asshole. She told silently.
“No. I will not change my damn mind.” Luna replied as she stared at his eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses.
Vin chuckled silently, he was really starting to like this bitch with the smart mouth more than just a bit and he wasn’t going to let go that easily. He was sure she was about to give up, so he pushed a little more. Just for the hell of it.
Slowly, Vin pulled off his sun glasses, locking eyes with her. “Maybe you’ll meet someone interesting, Luna.” He purred seductively, smiling and Luna felt her legs going weak in seconds as soon as the most beautiful eyes she had seen in all her life were staring at her.
Oh, Luna, look at those eyes, sugar. Her inner voice whispered sensuously. Mmmm…chocolate brown eyes…Luna swallowed hard, forcing the air to pass through her lungs. Caramel skin…chocolate brown eyes… the voice purred softly and Luna shivered. . .
¡Mierda! Luna cursed silently, clearing her throat. “I don’t think so.” She whispered, swallowing again. “I have enough drinks for one night though.” Luna added. Liar, said her voice. Shut the fuck up, Luna told herself.
This was getting out of hand really damn fast. Since when was she arguing with herself? This couldn’t be healthy.
Vin raised a brow. “Okay, how about you give me your phone number. That way I can phone you to take you for a coffee or something.”
She looked at him, narrowing her eyes. Was she actually thinking about giving him her cell phone number?
Vin noticed her indecision and pressed a little more. “Oh, come on, babydoll. Just for fun.” He added laughing. “Let me compensate you for my unacceptable behavior.” Vin insisted, his chocolate brown eyes sparkling like stars.
Luna was completely sure that if she heard his voice again she was gonna cum in her pants. Give him the number, Luna, her own voice told her. Why not?
She looked over his shoulder and saw two girls waiting for him. She recognized one of them from the bathroom. Luna narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked away, chewing her lower lip.
Why aren’t you one of them, Luna? Why aren’t you more daring? Her voice was pushing hard and Luna felt she was starting to lose this battle.
From nowhere and without warning memories from when she was younger popped within her mind and Luna felt a pang of jealosy regarding those girls.
There was a time when she would had said, ‘yes’ in a second flat, but now… the words slipped from her lips before she could stop them.
“Have you got a pen?” Luna asked him as she returned her attention to Vin.
He hadn’t let go of her hand the entire time and without a second thought he turned his head gesturing for Val to bring him a pen.
A couple of seconds later Val came and gave it to him as he smiled at Luna. Vin released her hand so she could write down her cell phone number. Without warning, Luna took Vin’s arm gently in her hands and raising the sleeve, she wrote down the number along his forearm, directly upon his skin.
When she was done, Luna returned the pen to Vin, sighing hard. “There you go, Mr. Diesel.” She said, grinning. In response, Vin looked down at his forearm and back up at Luna.
“It wasn’t that hard, huh, babydoll?” He teased her, winking.
“You’re a damn little pusher, asshole.” Luna replied under her breath causing Vin to laugh softly.
Luna’s cab arrived at that very moment and without even looking at him, Luna got in the car, closing the door. Not even was she ten meters from where Vin was standing with his group of friends when her voiced started to speak within her brain.
Not only you are a cold prude, you are fucking stupid as well, Luna, sugar. When in all your damn life have you met a man like him, huh? She closed her eyes and swallowed. Do you really think guys like that one are walking around just like that. You lost a precious chance to have a hell of a lot of fun with a hot and sexy man, Luna. Hope you’re happy, bitch.
“Whatever.” Luna whispered under her breath, sighing hard.
Luna knew full well that she never had felt this way before with any man. Her stomach clenched and she took a deep breath, letting out the air slowly. It was the second time in less than 24 hours that that unfamiliar sensation spread like liquid fire within her veins.
Luna frowned, blinking fast. She had no idea what it was but she needed to find out.