Santana smirked, letting herself work up the male further before slipping across the car to straddle his lap and gripped the male’s throat firmly, “Yes you will... I’m not letting you out of my sight.” She grinned, biting the vampire’s jaw and glancing over her shoulder to see that Johnny was sitting patiently waiting for the two of them to right themselves, “So we are. I guess we’ll have to continue this once we’re inside.” The demon slipped back into her seat and shimmied her dress back into the place, “Johnny, the door please.” She said once she was ready.
Slipping from the drivers seat, Johnny quickly made his way to Santana’s door and pulled it open, offering an arm to the don as she climbed out. He made sure to wait for Blaine to exit the car before shutting the door and leading the way to the back door of the club which he opened, the volume of the music increased as the door opened and Santana strode through, easily making her way through the back halls of the club and emerging in her private booth on the first floor, overlooking the occupants.
The club was modern with polished fixings and a neon lit bar in the centre of the room, there was a stage at the far end of the club which at this time had a burlesque act performing, much to Santana’s delight but usually during the day there were extra couches placed down for casual daytime drinkers. Chains and silks hung from the ceiling where the nights female entertainment would dance and perform various aerial skills while downstairs there was a red light area; Full of strippers, call girls and even a few of what the don liked to call her ‘special girls’ they were hand picked women who were not only beautiful but also loved to use only the best of the drugs she put out on the street then were willing to let vampires feed upon them and use their bodies as a filter for the drugs - the high was far better for all involve.
Sitting down, Santana glanced over the club below them, instantly able to pick out which faction which groups belonged to, “The witches are here.” She stated, not surprised that they’d come to face her in a public place as opposed to the manor. She didn’t look away from the obviously distressed group as a glass of bourbon was placed in front of her by a barely dressed waitress, “Thanks sugar, get the same for my friend will you?” She asked with a wink as Johnny took his usual position at the door.
