A.F. Henley

Doren was born with a powerful gift -- a gift he's managed to use to put him well on his way to becoming a star. But there is more to that gift than just musical talent, and as careful as Doren is to hide that fact, there are some who know of the power behind the sound, and all the ways they could abuse it.<br><br>August's goal in life is simple: make an impact in the music industry. An opportunity to work as the personal assistant to Doren seems to be exactly the kind of break he needs to accomplish that goal.<br><br>But all too often in life, simple becomes just another complication, especially when there are people whose goal is even simpler: destroy and dominate.

The Gift

“Did you actually get any of that in your mouth?” Doren asked, cringing as August opened and closed his fingers delightedly. He left the table and Doren took a good long look at his ass as it was walked away from them.


Curtis waved his hand in front of Doren’s face. “So, how about some business here, Doren. Are we going to practice before Thursday or are we just going up there blind?”


Doren frowned. “Blind? You mean you don’t know what you’re doing?”


Curtis raised his eyebrow. “Of course we know what we’re doing. We all had to learn the songs before we could audition. But the only thing we’ve ever practiced with is a recording. We’ve never had a chance to learn the intricacies of your actual voice.”


Doren’s expression relaxed. “Well then you’ll be fine.”


Chapter 68