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FALLEN	By : DieselsKitty Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 5187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Vin Diesel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-In The Beginning
- 2-Getting to know him
- 3-No kiss goodnight
- 4-Business and Pleasure
- 5-I just called to say...
- 6-Dreams
- 7-Waiting
- 8-First Kiss
- 9-A Quiet Night Out
- 10-Press Touring
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28--Months Later
- 29-28--Miami, Florida
- 30-29
- 31-30
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CHAPTER 2 One month later we flew to Spain, here he would finish shooting his latest movie and in 6 weeks he would start his press tour for his upcoming feature that opens in early summer. I would accompany him to help him settle in, get the final okay on his plans for the press tour, and return home to assure everything would be in order. Watching him work was always amazing. He had a body like Arnold and the overwhelming good looks of Denzel. Sometimes he was working 20 to 30 hour days and could barely make it to his bed to sleep. I would have to practically drag him out of bed the next day. The night before I was to return home we were to have drinks in the hotel lounge to discuss the itinerary for the tour. With this evening in mind I brought along the tightest, low cut, sexiest little number I had. This dress was definitely a change from the conservative clothing I wear to work. This would be the first night in which I would be in the company of a man since the 80’s it seemed. I wanted to be stunning. If I could impress him maybe my nights in the future will not be so lonely. I had every intention to bring him back to my room and seduce him. I had to giggle to myself at the thought that he would be interested in me. I don’t hold a candle to the women he dates. Beautiful models and actresses with money longer then train smoke. I spray myself all over with perfume paying special attention to my neck that would be bare. Slumping in the mirror I simultaneously bitched about every part of my body. I am getting to fat, this hair is to frizzy, and I got rolls developing in places I didn’t even know I had. I bite the bullet and put it on anyway. I didn’t look bad. The dress fit me perfect. It was a form fitting, it showed off my best physical attributes. I was hot. Pulled my hair up in a bun leaving only a few stray hairs along my neckline and made my way down to the lounge. I ordered a drink and took a seat. Looking around I see they have a pretty nice place here. A nice jazz band. Good bit of people are here, people coming in off the street as well. Several members from the crew are here drinking and dancing they seem to be having a nice time. Checking my watch awhile after I arrived I realized he was about 20 minutes late. Finally I spotted him entering. He looked great dressed to kill. The dim light shown nicely off of his vanilla skin. He’s stopped before he can even get to the table by a few fans asking for autographs. The crew members are waving him over but he points to the table where I am sitting. He stops a waitress, gives her his order and comes over. "Sorry to keep you waiting," he said. "It’s okay," I reply. "Let’s get down to business." "Hold on. Ms. Williams, I scheduled this meeting for business but I thought we could also take this time to get to know each other a little better. So, tell me something personal about yourself?" "Okay well,.....what do you want to know?" "Just tell me anything," he says. "Okay, I have one brother." "I have one sister and a twin brother, we’re fraternal, so we look nothing alike. My sister is really the sweetest person you will ever meet," he says. We continue to talk and realize we have a lot in common. We talked for hours and had completely forgotten all about work. Finally I pulled out a copy of the itinerary and insisted we get back to it. We milled over it for about half an hour and then he covered it with his hand saying, "Look I trust your judgment, so far everything seems in order, good job. Would you like to dance?" "Sure," I replied. My heart was racing just at the thought of him touching me. I am not sure I can control the tremors. Not even in my wildest dreams had I imagined this evening would turn out like this. I was shaking like a leaf as he lead me to the dance floor. He pulled me close to him, he felt so good. My body against his, his hand cupped in the bend of my back. Looking up into those gorgeous brown eyes, yes! They were playing a tunes that was very slow, it was a little sensual. He pressed himself up against me further and I let the music be my reason to be close to him the way I’ve longed to be.
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