I was able to judge for myself later that night. I was in the VIP lounge with Kyle and Myles. Much like Mazerrith, the 2 air elementals liked to be the center of attention and talk to the patrons they were partial to. That was all fine with me. I totally advocated for them to get closer to the people paying us money. That would make things better for us in the long run. At some point after midnight, a shorter figure with puffy white hair entered the lounge. I had not seen him before. All of us felt a small chill in the air as he appeared. That was a really big sign. It seemed this was the ice devil I was told about. Kyle and Myles both stood up and gestured to him. "This is the guest that we were telling you about." Kyle said. He looked uncomfortable. Myles was the same way. I smiled at the fiend and said "It's my pleasure to welcome you to The Wreck. I am the owner of the club, Wraxix." He looked at me up and down as if he was trying to size me up. I guess that is what a fiend would do. He opened with "I was told you would be in today. Can we speak in private?" I nodded my head. I had an office.
My personal office was private enough for a conversation. Comfy too. I looked at Kyle and Myles. "Please continue to keep the VIPs entertained. We will be in my office if someone needs me." I instructed me. They nodded and went back to their conversations. I then turned to the ice devil. "Please, follow me." I said as I began to walk. He followed after me. When we got to the office, I opened the door and held it open for him. He stopped and looked at me questioningly. "After you." I said calmly. "You were doing so well leading the way until now. Continue. I like watching your ass as you walk." he said. So that was how he was going to play this. I simply sighed out loud and said "Fine. I want you to close the door. People are brought back here with the dancers to feed on, so I wouldn't want one to see or hear us." Walking into my office, I sat at my desk. My hands were clasped together on the oak wood desk. There was a couch and he looked at it skeptically. He took off his shirt before he sat down. "Why are you so far!? Don't you want to mate with a stronger devil!?" he asked. I blinked.
Now, I was simply confused. "I'm sorry. Maybe I am misunderstanding something crucial. Did Hollin send you to me?" I asked him. He scoffed. "Why would Hollin, leader of our anti-demon operations, waste time on a bunch of petty incubi? No, I'm just here to take my frustrations out. Might as well take this whole place over too, now that I am here." he said. Rolling my eyes, I said "I just spoke to Hollin a couple of days ago. We were the ones that had the demon captured. We were the ones that took out their base in the warehouses." He looked at me with disbelief. "You guys did that to them? Impossible. That's way beyond what a coven of dumb sluts are capable of." he said. Whether or not he believed me did not matter. I was right. We did bomb their warehouses. Looking at him like a snotty child, I said "You can believe whatever you want. I'm not going to fuck you. You are not going to take a club of mine off my hands." Neither The Wreck nor Club Wrecked were for sale. Anyone trying to steal a club from me would be dealt with force. "Was fucking all you wanted to talk about!?"
