Ravić was right. It's like Laurent's Château Sangreal, but worse.
The Duchess is a nightclub in the heart of the city, where vampires come to let loose. Each floor is reserved for specific membership tier. The more money they throw around, or the more frequent they show up, the higher they climb. I try not to balk at the fact that Ravić currently holds one of the highest tiers of them all.
The higher we go, the more obscene it gets. It's like no one here cares who's watching.
We slip in through the back entrance, keeping things discrete. I try not to roll my eyes when the bodyguard in the front, dipped his head at Ravić, who leads the way silently. His hand gripping tight on mine, as his eyes assessed the entrance.
He had been tense and silent throughout the ride here, so I decided to remain silent as well, not wanting to create more tension between us.
