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

“Well, aren’t you just beautiful?” He stroked Doren’s face and hair, feeling feverish, his heart skipping.


Anton snapped his head to the side and glared reproachfully at the new arrival. “Yes?”


“I was told to tell you that we have the assistant, sir. He’s in the basement now, awaiting Morana. What are your instructions for the singer?”


The rush of anger that hit Anton’s core was unreasonable and uncontrollable. He rose with a scream and rushed the guard. With his hands around the man’s throat, Anton pinned him against the wall. “Doren,” he said, his patient tone belying his fury. “His name is Doren.”


The guard choked out an apology, perhaps a plea, though it was hard for Anton to tell which with the speech being choked out of him. Whatever it was, it didn’t matter to Anton anyway.


Chapter 86