THE VAMPIRE KING'S BRIDE

Chapter Two

-Nina-

Sweaty bodies bump into me as I shuffle my way across the sea of stoned and drunk individuals. There's little light to brighten the vast space but because a Valkryja's eyes are accustomed to the dark, navigating in the dimly lit building is easy. I scan the floor that I'm at.

Club Taboo is humongous. The walls are tall and are painted black and red. Beautiful chandeliers decorate the ceiling and Gothic ornaments cover the walls. Music is blasting from speakers that are within hidden compartments and large glass tubes that encircle an exotic dancer is distributed evenly around the room. Men and women are literally scattered everywhere, most taking up the lounge areas by the club's corners -either drinking and chatting or making out hard core- while others are dancing.

I turn to the center of all the chaos and find a large oval shaped bar where five busy bartenders are situated behind. Stools line the countertop and I spot Erica on the sixth chair from the left.

I make a beeline for her and call out.

'Erica!'

She doesn't hear me and I think it's because of the loud music but as I get closer I see that two large men are towering over her. Her lips are set in a grim line and she has a pissed off face.

Judging from the tall men's body language they are far beyond the term 'wasted'. Each holds a glass of some type of red concoction and occasionally I spot them sharing mischievous grins.

Two boys up to no good.

I groan.

And they had to pick on Erica!

I hurry towards them. If Erica is to make a scene now, she's going to blow our cover and ruin the mission. I know she never bites her tongue when confronted, especially by the opposite sex and when she gets mad she lets her fists do most of the cursing.

As I near them my ears pick out some of what the men are saying.

All I hear is 'fun time....private room....threesome.'

At the last term I see Erica's eyes glow with malice.

Sh*t!

The shot that she holds in her left hand explodes into a shower of broken glass and she stands to face the two men. She's of asian descent and she inherited her great grandfather's height which is only 5 '2 so she had to really look up, but that didn't stop her from looking deadly.

Thankfully I get there in time and clear my throat loudly. They all look at me and relief fills Erica's eyes. The men on the other hand look smug, thinking I was trying to hit on them.

As if!

'Can you boys please leave my friend here alone,' I fake a sweet voice but cross my hands over my chest.

The men look older than I expected. Probably in their mid thirties?

The men share confused looks before they burst out laughing. My brows furrow.

'Or what?' The one to my left recovers from his fit of laughter and moves closer, rubbing his chest on my arm as he did so. The act is probably meant to taunt me but I just stand my ground. I'm calm and collected on the outside when really something in me explodes.

Oh hell no mister. You do not get to mess with me.

While still smiling sweetly at him my hand comes up in a flash to grab him by the nuts and squeeze. His face changes into an ugly miserable expression and a squeal of pain escapes his lips.

From the corner of my eye I see his friend try to help but Erica pulls out her gun briskly and presses it against his back. It's small so no one noticed. Not that anyone would, since they're having too much fun.