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friends, there was always the threat of a challenge. Club Draca was owned by Jean Bertrand and Marcus Mancini and while they ran the business together they played very different roles. Jean was more of the business man. He handled things like taxes and legalities while Marcus was often responsible for more social things like marketing and overseeing the activities that went on in the club.
                  Having separate jobs kept them from ripping each other’s heads off but conflict couldn’t always be avoided, especially given their...fiery tendencies. Both men were of European descent and both were dragons. Of course that seemed impossible but so does keeping nightclubs open for more than a year.
                  Jean’s eyes flashed golden for a moment before returning to their normal hazel color, the only sign of the gold that remained was the flecks in the green iris. He seemed to bristle for a moment before relaxing “Stop trying to start fights and put the damn thing away. We have an appointment in a few minutes, anyway.” He said, closing out of the spreadsheet on his computer.
                  “Who’s coming?” Marcus asked, turning his head and watching as Jean came over and snatched cigarette from between his lips, tossing it into the trash.
                  “A young woman named Kate Winchester. She’s a dancer.”
                  Marcus grinned and sat up, waggling his eyebrows a little “A dancer, you say?”
                  “A burlesque dancer. She’s going to be our main entertainer so don’t get any ideas. I don’t need you chasing another girl away.” He said firmly.
                  They had traveled together for well over three hundred years, going from place to place. They were never able to settle in for very long, seeing as someone always found out who they really were. Dragons got a bad wrap. They had never been out to hurt anyone but they always seemed to get blamed for kidnapping women. Marcus was responsible for his share of ‘kidnappings’ but the truth of the matter was that they often went with him willingly. Getting them to leave was the problem.
                  The women would often fall for their charm and the excitement of having two lovers. They were happier with the dragons. They were kept safe, warm and fed, which was more than they could have hoped for in their villages. Marcus and Jean were looking for love, like any other creature but their lovers were dragged away more often than not and Jean and Marcus would be forced to flee their home and their loves. It was a sad existence, really.
                  They held their human form most of the time but when threatened they morphed into more dragon like creatures. Claws grew from their hands and massive scaled wings grew from their backs. Their noses elongated and turned to snouts suitable for breathing fire. In folklore they were huge, monstrous creature but in reality they stood about seven feet when fully transformed. They were quite monstrous, though. They both understood the fear that humans had of them and because of that they were prepared to move around.
                  Nashville was their most recent stop, though they had nightclubs all over the country. The clubs were open to humans and supernatural beings alike, though they seemed to draw werewolves and vampires more than a human clientele. Those supernatural creatures preferred the fresh smell of a human woman. There was a sweetness and softness in the human form that others didn’t seem to have. A human entertainer was always preferred.
                  Marcus and Jean had a specific type of woman in their mind's eye. A woman with thick thighs and a soft belly, large breasts and a pretty face. Their vision of what their performer should be was shaped by their own desires, but that couldn’t be helped. Most of their clients