prudence's p.o.v
( a.k.a The club's owner )
"Where the hell is Night?" I asked Chard outside the club after making sure the man I was having fun with was safely driven back to his chosen destination.
"He left a few minutes ago owner" chard my door bouncer answered respectively.
I sighed then walked back in, there was not much left to do for entertainment in the club, most potential customers were drunk and wasted, a few of them had gone back to their respective homes. The ones that remained partying were the young people and supernatural beings, wild pitiful ones, my work here was done and it was time for me to go upstairs in my private room and rest to restore my wasted energy.
I usually worked with an aim and a goal, most times I stood at the Coner of the club studying
