Damon's POV My mother, Vanessa Tenner. She is a 50 year old woman. She was born and raised in Massachusetts, studied, and worked as a psychiatrist who always held her independence. She met my father while she was still studying for her degree and from what they told me they immediately knew they’d end up together. My mother is a wonderful woman, beautiful both inside and out, the genes I can proudly say I got from her make her look at least ten years younger and her wits have my dad wrapped around her little finger! Good thing she loves my old man to this day. She always wanted two kids but after giving birth to me doctors said that it would be risky to go through a second pregnancy. At first, she was disappointed but then she went back to her positive outlook on life and that paid off. Some years later she got her second child. An adopted one. A beautiful little princess who has lost her biological parents before she could even have the chance to meet them. And even though t
Jason's POV I exclaim the smoke from my cigar enjoying the feeling of those lips wrapped around me. I look down smirking at the woman on her knees as she bobs her head. I really have needs what can I say? And a good blowjob without strings attached is my fucking favourite! Of course, I am not in my home. The penthouse though is even better considering the privacy given to us. I am pretty sure if my parents or brother saw this blonde in our house sucking me off they wouldn't react well. This woman was really skilled, which was exactly what I needed for the night! She knew what she was doing. Dare to say one of the best heads I’ve had. She licked me all the way to my tip giving more attention to it, licking it like damn ice cream. She grabbed me from the hips and pulled me so that I was deep throating her. Jason: Mmh! Fuck, yes! She started moving her mouth and I moved my hips matching her pace. I could see her fake eyelashes shadowing the rest of her face and throw my head b
Damon’s POV NEXT MORNING I get up in the morning feeling like a mess. My head is spinning when I try to stand up and I force my way to the bathroom shoving cold water over my face in order to wake up for good! I glance at my reflection, my messy hair, and my untrimmed beard. Last night I could barely get any sleep. Both because of the idea Sarah was next room and how I should handle this whole situation the best! There are many things I have to take care of already and with the new girl who is now sleeping in the guest's room, my responsibilities have definitely increased. Get it fucking together, Damon! You are not one to lose your cool because of an inconvenience. Only she, wasn’t an inconvenience and the auction was more than just that. I take a deep breath and force myself to take a shower, freshen up, and get dressed. After all, I have no spare time to waste. I go to my office, where the maids usually leave my coffee and breakfast every morning. I start going throu
Sarah's POV I finish the song on the verge of crying, but I don't allow a single tear to fall. I don't want to sadden the cheerful girl I just met. But when I open my eyes I realise it’s too late for that. Rose is sobbing softly wiping the tears away from her face. Rose: That....was... amazing! Before I can react to her words she hugs me without giving me a chance to even reciprocate the gesture! Sarah: Oh my god! I am sorry I made you cry! She pulls back still holding me from the shoulders and her eyes widen questioningly. Rose: ARE YOU CRAZY?! This was the most emotional! True hearted! Beautiful singing I have ever heard! Sarah: Really? You...you liked it that much?! Rose: Girl! You have talent! I can't help but smile at her kind words. Sarah: Thank you! When I lift my head to thank her I notice a man standing outside my door, hands in his pockets and eyes on us. When he sees me looking all his attention is focused on me and for some reason, I felt so fragile
Sarah's POV After Rose's mum and Damon left, Rose helped me decide what I was going to wear at dinner. She told me they never dined with their PJ's, it was some kind of old fashioned etiquette that was followed even among close family mostly for discipline purposes. That's how I ended up wearing a pair of black leggings with an oversized white T-shirt completing my look. Sarah: Is that appropriate? Rose: Totally fine! As you can see I don't wear anything too fancy either! Rose was in a plain pair of trousers and a beautiful cream ribbon like a shirt on. There was definitely a difference between our attire choices but they were both comfortable enough for a dinner table gathering. Sarah: You look good though. Rose: Back at you, babe! She smiles at me as she reaches for my hand. Rose: Well, I believe it's time you actually meet my family! I smile at her and nod, while I was gathering all the courage left inside me to face the family who has now become my home. Sarah
Sarah's POV My mind goes blank. I can't do that...my father told me to never sing in front of an audience, he bullied me into believing I couldn't and maybe he was actually right. Sarah: I...I don't know. I am not really comfortable singing in front of people. Michael: It's okay if you don't want to. We just made a suggestion. Rose: Nooo! Please! Please! Sarah! It would be awesome! The party is going to be full of boring people! You are my last hope! Michael: Rose! I look at Rose who is pleading with me with her eyes...god she is adorable! Vanessa: You won't be alone! There is going to be a band! They are awesome guys! One of them was Damon's friend from university! Damon: That's true but they don't have a singer for the time being, so it would be a chance for you to fill that gap. Rose: Great! Then you will become their singer! It's settled! I look at the people around me. People I met under so unexpected circumstances... but what I felt tonight like a member of
Sarah's POV I don't answer that question. I can't...I just look into his eyes, pleading as if hoping he'll understand. How am I going to tell him that it was my own father?! He seems to understand my intentions. He stands up from his seat and comes in front of me, he actually kneels so he can be at the same level as me. Damon: Sarah, if you don't help yourself how can I help you?! Sarah: I am sorry, I just... can't. He lifts his hand to touch me. This time I don't pull away but when his fingers touch my skin it's like electricity hit us both... He immediately pulls his hand back and so do I. I know that we are both surprised because of the look in his eyes. What is wrong with us?! We stay there for a moment staring at each other literally saying nothing. Then he stands up and clears his throat… Damon: Ahem. I will be outside for a minute…if you need to call someone to tell them you are alright or anything, call from that phone. He points at the phone on his desk.
Sarah's POVI go to my room and take a quick shower before changing into the PJ's Rose has given me. Everything is silent, everything seems normal. Today must be the second day I am here. Yeah, that must be it...I don't know how I should be reacting to the realisation though. When I understood that I was about to get sold at an auction like I am an object I thought my life would end there...that was it!There is no way out! Or so I thought. But those people?They treated me like family and even though I don't know if this is going to continue I feel way more normal than I ever did at school, with so called friends or my excuse of a father around. But when I left Damon's office I had a really weird feeling, difficult to express or describe...I lay on the bed thinking of how my life changed in a moment. Sarah: For better or for worse.I don't know yet, but something is telling me I'll find out soon.The next morning I don't wake up myself, Rose is trying to drag me out