Cait sighed softly as she hung up the phone. Another idiot had messed up an order once more. How hard was it to understand how much liquor she needed? The club brought in so much money in one night. Liquor sales were off the charts. People would wait three to four hours to just be turned away at the door. Many celebrities would come into her club to party. Club Ampersand beat out every club in the US. Why? Because itís owner was a goddess. She took care of the place; it was her main concern besides her kiss. No one cared that she was a vampire.
Running a hand through her hair, she watched out the window, slowly the sun was setting. It had been so many years since she had been without the sun. A soft frown curled upon her lips. She always hated it when the sun went away. Shaking her head, she got up and sashayed down the hall and headed to her club. The doors began opening and the vampire flashed the million dollar smile. Reaching out with her power just a bit, she fed off the energy and emotions of people. Making her way to the important VIP room, Cait spoke with some of the more important club members.
Making her way back down the stairs to her club, her hips swayed to the beat. Putting on a provocative display for the patrons who watched her. Leather clad pants
cling tightly to her hips. Her necklace hung just correctly in-between her soft ample bosom. Moving her way through the crowd she came upon her seat. It was a throne that stood out in the room. Something like you would see on those gaudy vampire television shows. But she didnít care. The vampiress had an ego and the throne fed her ego even more. Her hazel colored hues scanned the room. Looking for something or someone to entertain her. Perhaps a male or female, it didnít matter Cait wanted to have fun. Anything, well almost anything would do for her mood tonight.