Brie Submits to her Master (After Graduation, #2) by Red Phoenix Read Free Book Online Page A

us.” She stared at the floor, unsure where to look in a situation like this.
    “Brie, I’m sorry for any pain I’ve caused you.” Faelan’s voice caught. “But you should know that you’ve changed my life. Given me direction and hope. I can’t stand the thought of you not knowing the significance of what you have done or how I feel about you.”
    She looked up into his soulful blue eyes. “Okay, I forgive you.”
    He shook his head violently. “No, I will not be satisfied until you understand.”
    Brie crossed her arms, sighing irritably. “Fine! You said you didn’t have relations with Mary. I believe you, but I will never understand why you didn’t tell me that night. Why did you avoid the question and act like I was in the wrong for questioning you about it?”
    “Because you were wrong to question me. It was the same as saying you didn’t trust me. I don’t know Mary, why would I jeopardize us , what we had, for a stranger? It upset me that you understood me so little.”
    She frowned. “But it wasn’t just that. During the interview, you were so flippant with your answers, as if you didn’t care enough to take the interview seriously—or me for that matter.”
    “I thought you were mine,” he answered candidly. “I thought the interview was simply a formality for us.” He moved to touch her, but stopped himself. “You and I… we are meant for each other. Two people cut from the same cloth. I knew it when I met you. Damn it, Brie! I thought you felt the same way.”
    She looked at him with renewed sympathy, but stuck to her guns. “You seemed so overconfident that night, like I was more of a conquest, not someone you actually cared for. And then the way you acted with Mary…”
    “I fucked up that night, blossom. I admit that. But you need to know where I’ve been, why you mean so much to me.”
    Faelan’s potential confession frightened her. Brie glanced around again, searching for Sir in the crowd.
    He spoke in a low tone so that others could not hear. “I killed someone, blossom.” She didn’t believe what she’d just heard, so she inched closer to hear him more clearly. “At sixteen, I killed a boy my age while driving home at night. I was lighting a cigarette and the match fell. I ran a red light, but didn’t know it until I looked up and saw the other car just before I crashed into it. The poor kid never had a chance.” He stopped, taking a ragged breath.
    Brie said nothing, but in her head she imagined the other kid, eyes wide in horror as his death raced towards him, no way out.
    “It should have been me. I should have been the one to die that night. No way should that kid have paid for my carelessness.”
    “That’s so awful…” she said sorrowfully.
    His blue eyes had a haunted look when he spoke. “I will never forget the terror on his face in the glare of the headlights or the sound at impact.” He shuddered and abruptly turned away from her.
    Brie was tempted to touch his shoulder in order to comfort him, but she resisted the urge, knowing it could be misconstrued by others.
    When Faelan faced her again, he’d regained his composure. “Brie, I have lived every day since then imprisoned in a wall of guilt and self-hatred. It ruined any chance at a normal life and I often wished I was dead. Until you happened.”
    She shook her head. “I didn’t do anything.”
    He smiled at her. “The day you fell into my arms I felt a spark of life, a connection. Then when I saw you at the beach and realized what you were training to be, everything fell into place. I knew I was meant to be your Dom and I was single-minded in my quest to win you over. Even Davis agreed. Why else would he allow me to join the training, take me under his wing and give me additional lessons? Why?”
    “I don’t know. I can’t answer that.”
    “Of course you can’t,” he said in a reasonable voice. “Because you and I are meant to be together.”
    “No! I did my best not to lead you