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had set completely then we decided to go to Desires Unleashed. Warren wanted to sniff around and I wanted to ask more questions.
    When we arrived at the club, as always, there was a line of party-seekers waiting to get in. We walked past them to the entrance. The bouncer let us in, but not before giving Warren a disdainful glance. Warren tensed just a bit and I decided to inform the bouncer that Warren was a friend. I did not know if the bouncer thought that Warren was my date or not, but I did not want any complications, he looked at me then nodded as he stepped to the side allowing us to walk past him. I looked around the club. To my surprise, the dance area was packed, it was not yet eight o'clock in the evening and the club was packed. Darian must be making a killing in profits! We walked through the energetic dancers to the bar. I called to the bartender, he was tall and his muscular chest tapered down to his narrow waist, which was more than complimented by his tight black leather vest and pants ensemble, his long blonde hair was tied in a ponytail. His features were very masculine but also extremely pretty at the same time. He looked at me with deep ocean blue eyes and his full, sensuously shaped lips parted in a smile and revealed sparkling white teeth. He was remarkably beautiful.
    “What can I get for you?” he asked in a soft but masculine voice.
    “Have you seen Annette Balfour, she's the assistant day manager. Has she come in recently?” I asked, watching his face carefully, looking for the slightest change in expression. His lips pursed, then he shook his head.
    “You know, Annette hasn't been here in two days,” his expression grew serious. “I suppose we can rule out her quitting if you're here looking for her.”
    He looked at me, my despair must have shown on my face, because he offered to call Xavier or Darian. I thanked him and waited for one or the other to come. Warren searched the club, just as he did with the other places we had visited. I turned around on the barstool and saw Xavier approaching me. He was wearing a black ribbed turtleneck and grey slacks, his shoulder length brown hair was in a single french braid. His grey eyes seemed to come to life as he came closer.
    “Hello darling,” he said as he took my hand into his, kissing me lightly on the left cheek.
    “Xavier, I'm worried about Annette, she hasn't come home, nor has she called! I've called hospitals and done everything I can possibly think of to see if anyone has seen her! I don't know what else to do!” I said, bypassing the pleasantries. I began to cry. I could feel myself coming apart at the seams. Xavier took me into this arms, holding me closely to his chest, his hands stroked my hair, trying to calm me down.
    “Shhh, Natasha, we'll find her. Come on, let's go someplace private,” Xavier said.
    “I've searched this area, I have her scent but that does not really account for anything since she works here...hi Xavier.” Warren said as he approached us. He had sniffed out the entire dance area. To my dismay, what he said made sense, her scent was a part of the nightclub.
    “Hello Warren,” Xavier returned the greeting. “Look, I suggest that we go to Darian's office and discuss this further.” We agreed.
    The three of us went upstairs to Darian's office, taking the employees-only pathway. Darian was sitting at his desk when we walked into his office. He was dressed in a smoke grey dress shirt and matching slacks. I could see the form of his impressive physique beneath the fabric. Had I not been under so much stress, I would have enjoyed the view more thoroughly. He was speaking Japanese to someone on the telephone. I had an idea that he could speak other languages, I just never asked him which ones he spoke. I bet Xavier knew other languages as well. Darian ended his conversation and rose, he walked around the desk towards me. He nodded once at Warren, then took me in his warm embrace. He had fed earlier, vampires are