Damien POV
"Rhea, I have a very unique job here, and I want you to be a part of it. I have known since the first time I saw you that I needed you to be with me. I do not know how I knew, but I knew you were the one for me. I fell in love with you at that moment. I know it sounds strange and I know we do not know each other, but I want you to move in here, and seriously I do want to give you a job. You can get to know me, and if after a year you want to leave, then you can. No questions asked," I blurt it out all in one breath.
"What do you mean unique job? Are you doing something illegal?" she asks.
How do I handle this without her running out of here?
"Rhea, I am a vampire," I blurt out.
She sits there eating her soup and does not even blink. "Okay, that makes so much sense to me now," she says.
"You are not afraid of me. I was expecting you to run out the door and down the driveway as soon as I told you. You are not afraid of me at all, " I ask.
"Why does a vampire need to hire me? I am sure you can have any woman you want for this unique job," she asks.
"It is more than that. I want you to work for me and hopefully more. Again I know all of this is a lot, but I want you to think about it, " I say.
"But why me?" she asks, never looking up from her soup.
"Because I want to give you a good life. I feel like you deserve more. I have looked into you. I have been a little intruding on your life than I would like to admit, but I did it because I wanted to help you," I say.
"Okay. What are the terms? Do you want to drink my blood or something?" she asks.
I am stunned. I thought she would run. Or maybe she just thinks I am crazy. Instead, she makes jokes.
"I need a personal assistant. You would be on call. You would handle all my contracts. Sometimes the creatures of the night work odd hours, so there are no set hours. You understand that?" I ask.
"What exactly do you do for these said creatures of the night?" she asks.
"I handle contracts for Vampires and humans who participate in a contract for different things," I say.
"Like?" she asks.
"Fantasies, marriage, divorce, all kinds of things, unusual things, " I respond.
"Much like what you already do but much darker. We offer the humans something they want, and they fulfill our fantasies for a price. Occasionally we handle marriage contracts and sometimes divorce settlements, " I say.
"What is in it for me?" she asks.
I reach for her hand. "Anything you want," I respond.
Rhea POV
I know I should be running out of here. But I sit here eating soup and thinking this could be good. I work for him for a year. Just one year and I could have my tuition and Sarah's. I would enough money to get by on. Not to mention how good I would live for the next year. But he seems to be obsessed with me just a tiny bit. I can work on that. I have worked with guys before. He is sexy. I mean, geez, the man is hot. How hard can it be to help him draw up a contract and be a mediator for a vampire and a human? This should be a great job. Should I run? No, I am going to say yes.
"Damien, I want to do this. My sister has to be taken care of while I am here that is number one. The bills, food, her tuition, everything has to be handled for her. I will stay here, but I want a weekend off every month to do as I please, no matter what happens. That weekend is mine. You can not call me. I also have to know I will be safe here. I have to know that no harm will come to me while I am working for you," I demand.
Damien thinks for a moment. He looks away and turns back with a smile. "I can agree with those terms," he says.
"So, All I have to do is help with contracts between vampires and humans? You mentioned going to parties and gathering with you. Will that be with Vampires?" I ask.
"Yes, but it can be more complicated. You have to have an open mind. These are people's and vampires' deepest secrets. They want to act out their fantasies. For example, I have a client who wanted a human to be his submissive partner for six months. She lives with him and does everything he asks sexually. All the terms were set in a contract. The things she was willing to do upfront. She agrees to it and becomes his for a six-month period at the end, he pays her a large amount of money or gives her something she wants. It all depends. Some are for one month. We have a client list. We match them up. It is kind of like a dating service with kink sometimes. Then others already have the other person picked out. They come to us to handle the tiny little details. " he says.
"Hmm. Sounds interesting. Sounds a little creepy but also very interesting," I say.
It is a kink dating service for vampires and humans to get their freak on under contract. Why am I doing this? Money. I need the money. Vampires marry humans. Okay, not going to wonder why. I wonder how bad a vampire divorce gets like do they fight over who is going to get the coffin? Focus Rhea.
"Why me? Again that is my biggest thing right now. Why do you want me for this?" I ask.
"I think you deserve a good life. I want to give it to you. There is good money in dealing with contracts. You can stay a year and if you want you can stay longer. Working for me for a year will set you up for a very long time," he says.
Why do I get the feeling he wants me to stay for a very long time? I hope he doesn’t think he can keep me. I am not signing a contract to swap sex for money with him.
Rhea POV
After dinner, Damien takes me for a walk around his property. I could live with him here for a year. It is nicer than that small apartment I have. I would not have to deal with Randall for the next year or ever again. This could be great. If everything went well, I would never have to deal with Randall again. That is the best part of all of this.
Damien stops in front of a small cottage on the far side of the property. "This is where we do our negotiations. It is private and discreet things can be discussed. Now a lot of the work is done through emails and phone calls," he says.
It was very pretty. It looked like something out of a fairy tale. "Who designed it? You?" I ask.
"My previous personal assistant designed it," he says.
"Oh, Why did she leave?" I ask.
"He wanted to have a family and move to Europe. I have had only one female assistant before. She was great with the clients. She also left to start a family. She met her husband here while working for me," he says.
Damien takes me by the hand and leads me into the cottage. "We need to discuss our contract. We need to discuss our terms and set it in stone," he says.
"Our contract? We will have a contract?" I ask.
We go into the beautiful cottage, and he leads me into the big conference room to negotiate with me. He takes out a legal pad and a pen. He is serious about putting this into a legal document. I guess we need to set some ground rules for this unusual agreement.
"We need to make terms for our agreement. Don't you think? I do not want any surprises. This way, we are both upfront with each other and our terms. If there is anything you want, this is the time to speak up," he says.
I sit down at the end of the table. "Yes, you are right. I do not want any surprises, and I am sure you do not either," I answer him.
"This is what I want. I want you to move in immediately. I can give you until tomorrow night. I have a list of the clothes I want you to wear to the negotiations. I have to be strict about that because of the nature of our dealings. I will give you a credit card. Jack can take you into town to purchase everything you will need. No boots for obvious reasons. I cannot have you falling. You can not tell anyone what you do for me. You are free to tell people you work for me but in what capacity is a no-no. I will pay your bills for a year tomorrow. Your sister's tuition will be paid in full in the morning, along with student housing and a meal plan. She will also receive a prepaid card with enough on it for emergencies, books, labs, or whatever she needs. Any questions?" he says.
"Am I in danger during these negotiations?" I ask.
"No, they know better. No one has ever or will ever fuck with one of my employees," he says. Damien puts the pen down and moves closer to me, "Listen I would never let anyone hurt you in any way. I will never have you handle something that I feel would make you uncomfortable or put you in harm's way. If you are ever uncomfortable, all you have to do is speak up, and I will handle it for you. No questions asked," he says.
Damien looks into my eyes, and I melt. I have no idea what is coming over me, but I feel the strongest urge to kiss him. He has been overly kind. I have never had anyone be this kind to me. I can't help myself. I pull him close to me and kiss his lips. His lips are soft. He smells like heaven to me.
"I am sorry," I say almost immediately, "I do not know why I did that."
I know why I did it. I feel this uncontrollable urge to melt into him. I want to kiss him again so badly. I want to sink into his arms.
Damien reaches for me. He pulls me out of my chair and pulls my body close to him. He places one hand on my hip and the other on the middle of my back. He begins kissing me with a passion I have never felt before. What the fuck am I doing. Why do I want him so bad all of the sudden? This is not appropriate, but I started it.
I can't help myself. I take my hand and start rubbing the front of his pants. I can feel his excitement bulging from his pants. He starts unbuttoning my silk blouse, and I moan with every button he opens. Is this happening? He pulls my blouse off and kisses my breast through my bra. He nibbles at my bra with his fangs. That is so hot. It is scary but hot at the same time.
He reaches behind me and takes off my bra, exposing my breast. He begins to nibble on each of them. I unbutton his pants and take out his excited member. I pull his face away from my breast and kiss him before going to my knees. I cannot believe I am about to do this.
I get on my knees and put him in my mouth. I begin to take him into my throat, deeper and deeper. I want him to cum in my mouth. He moans loudly every time I deep throat him. He rubs the back of my head as I suck him.
He pulls back from me and brings me to my feet. He pulls up my skirt and bends me over the table. I feel him pulling my panties down. He positions himself behind me and pushes into me hard. He fills every inch of me.
He thrust into me harder and harder. I push back to meet him. He is so big I want to scream. I am screaming. I am screaming for more. What must he be thinking of me right now?
"Harder, Damien," I scream.
He obliges my request and pounds into me with everything he has got. My body is pushed against the table. He has me pinned between him and this table.
"Harder, Damien, I am about to cum," I scream.
He pushes me to my limit, pounding into me hard. I can feel my walls tingling as I am about to explode. My legs are shaking as he pushes me to my limit. He is thrusting into me hard as I explode on him, and he inside me.
I collapse on the table with him still inside me.