10. Millionaire
It was a dark and dingy place. The type of place Santana would usually avoid at all cost, however she did come here. She came for one reason and one reason only and that reason was stood singing on the stage.
Her name is Rachel Berry and she's the main attraction at the Midnight Lounge.
Santana had asked around and had found out that Rachel Berry was in fact Rachel Hudson and was married to the owner Finn Hudson.
She only ended up in the Midnight Lounge by pure coincidence. She wanted some peace and quiet, so she decided to take a walk and happened to come across the desolated lounge.
Santana sips on her drink, her eyes fixated on Rachel. She had an idea the sixth night she spent watching Rachel on that stage. Her eyes leave Rachel and find Finn behind the bar. It's time to make her move.
"Finn Hudson, I'm Santana Lopez. I would like to talk to you in private."
"Sure, come through to the back and we can talk there."
Santana walks around the bar and follows Finn to the back where it's much quieter. Finn sits down at the small table in the room and offers Santana a seat.
"So Miss Lopez, what can I do for you?" Finn asks.
"Actually I'm here to make you a deal."
"What kind of deal?"
"I will pay you one million dollars for one night with your wife" Santana says.
"Are you being serious?"
"You've heard of me right? I own Lopez Industries, so you know I have the money."
"I wasn't questioning if you had the money. I was surprise you would ask a man to sleep with his wife" Finn replies.
"I'm the type of person to see what I want and go for it" Santana states.
"You do realise it's a big thing you're asking. Rachel and I have been married for six years."
"Then what's one night compared to six years?"
"It would be like she's cheating on me" Finn replies.
"You would know about it up front, it's not like she's going behind your back and at least I came to you first. Imagine what you could do with that money. You could make Rachel's life better. You could improve this crappy lounge, buy her a big house and even buy her studio time so she can create an album."
"This would be a no strings attached type of thing. You have Rachel for a night and then I get a million dollars?"
"It's just that easy. Think about it. I'll be back tomorrow."
Santana stands from the table and makes her way to the door but before she can open it, Rachel enters the room. Santana sends Rachel a smile before exiting the room.
"Who was that?" Rachel asks.
"Santana Lopez."
"What did she want?"
"She wanted to make a deal with me. She said she would give me one million dollars for one night with you."
"What? How dare she come in here and asks you that, we're a happily married couple does she not have any morals?"
"She seemed really serious about it."
"You're not considering this are you, you told her no right?" Rachel asks.
"I didn't have the chance to tell her an answer. She just told me to think about it and left."
"Well there is nothing to think about. This is my decision and there is no way I would agree to it and you should be saying the same thing."
"I know. I'm sorry okay but a million dollars is a lot of money. Imagine what we can do with that amount of money."
"So you wouldn't mind me prostituting myself out to a stranger so you could have a million dollars?" Rachel asks.
"It would only be for one night."
"I can't believe you right now." Rachel shouts.
"There is no discussion. I'm not spending the night Santana Lopez. I'm going home now because I'm angry at you."
"I'm sorry Rachel, I wasn't really considering it" Finn calls out but receives the door slamming shut in response.
When Santana arrives the Midnight Lounge the next day she is greeted by an angry Rachel and a slap to the face.
"Feisty, I like that in a woman."
"You think you can just buy me like some cheap whore?" Rachel seethes.
"Baby I offered him a million dollars I don't think that's cheap."
"You're intolerable and I don't even know you."
"For a million dollars you can get to know me very well" Santana replies.
"Do you really think that I have no self-respect and would take an offer like that?"
"I don't think you would but I think your husband might. I don't see the problem you get a million dollars and the best night of your life."
"You're being very disrespectful and your offer is derogatory" Rachel says.
"You really talented you know. I came across this place two weeks ago and saw you singing on the stage. I've come back every night to hear that beautiful voice of yours. I know your married and I missed my proper chance if I ever had one but I thought that at least I could get one night with you."
"You could have just asked. I would have said no but why would you offer to pay me?"
"Money is all I know. It's how I get what I want and it's the main reason people like me. I thought with the temptation of money you were more likely to say yes."
"You know you shouldn't sell yourself short. I bet underneath all of the bravado you're a nice person."
"Well I gave you a chance to see what's underneath" Santana smirks.
"I see you're also incorrigible" Rachel laughs.
"I should go. I came to find out your decision but I think I knew what it was as soon as you slapped me."
"I apologise for that, my emotions took over" Rachel says.
"You don't have to apologise."
Santana puts her hand in her pocket and pulls out her business card. She leans on the bar and writes something on the back.
"That's my address. If you change your mind, you know where to find me."
She hands Rachel the card making sure to brush her fingers over Rachel's hand before turning around and leaving.
It had been three days since Santana had last been in the Midnight Lounge. She was toying with the idea to sneak in during Rachel's performance tonight just so she can see and hear the girl sing one more time.
She turns on the stereo and allows the music to float through her penthouse apartment. She's taking it easy today, an advantage you have when you're a millionaire. She hadn't even bothered getting dressed properly either and spent most of the day wearing a white tank top and black boy shorts.
Santana walks into her kitchen and grabs a glass out of the cupboard and a bottle of vodka out of the freezer. She pours herself a drink and takes a sip just as she hears her buzzer over the music.
She places her glass back on the kitchen counter and makes her way to the door. She takes a quick look at the screen on her intercom and smirks. When she opens the door she finds Rachel standing there.
"I knew you'd come to me eventually."