mine—she’d freely given her submission to me. I also knew she needed to stay far away from that miserable excuse of a man. When fate saw fit to erase her memories, I took it as a sign. It was my second chance and I wasn’t going to allow anything or anyone to fuck it up.”
“What happened?” Brie prodded, even more curious than before.
“I chose not to mention that she’d ever known Troy Dawson. Why would I? I wanted to protect her from that ass.”
“So you did it out of love for her?”
“Yes. If Amy hadn’t returned my feelings, I never would have been so persistent, nor would I have asked her to marry me. I tell you, young Brie—the day she accepted my proposal, I’d never felt so happy, didn’t know it was possible to feel that level of joy.”
He snarled. “Naturally, that’s when he showed up. He always returned just when she was getting her life back together. I tried to warn her that he was no good, but her heart was set.”
Master Anderson stared out at the city, sighing. “When she turned me down that second time, I was done.” He said in a low, angry growl, “But to see her now. To see her heavy with child, with his child… It should have been mine.”
Tears came to Brie’s eyes as she realized how deeply hurt he was. Although Master Anderson was a strong, confident Dom, he was still very human. They sat in the truck, quietly watching two black starlings swooping and twisting in the orange sky as the sun set.
His next words were heartbreaking, and something she would never forget. “What I had failed to appreciate was that I had won her submission and love, but I never had her heart.”
Brie wrapped her arms around his muscular shoulders. “I’m sorry your heart was broken by your first love.”
He stated with conviction, “I will never be that weak again.”
Brie replied with equal conviction, “Master Anderson, I believe true love makes you strong, not weak.”
Master Anderson stared at her for several seconds before giving her a hint of a smile. “Spoken like a sage. I suppose I still hold out hope of finding what you share with Thane. That’s why his little stunt tonight was perfect. I needed to be reminded there are subs who love their Masters and remain completely devoted to them.”
“Your sub is out there, Master Anderson,” Brie declared, “she’s just waiting to rock your world.”
He chuckled. “You never knew this, but I was concerned for Thane when I first met you. His obsession reminded me of my own. I was certain my friend would suffer the same fate I had.”
Brie proclaimed proudly, “We are condors, Sir and I.”
He appeared amused by her statement. “You do realize condors are vultures? They eat the meat of rotting creatures.”
Brie giggled. “Yes, they do, but they also mate for life.”
“Lots of animals mate for life, young Brie. You could have picked swans, wolves or even turtle doves.” He shook his head, chuckling under his breath. “Why condors, of all things?”
Brie was not offended by his teasing and happily enlightened him. “The condor is the perfect choice, Master Anderson. While the world concentrates on what they perceive as our flaws, we focus only on each other. They will never know the beauty we see every day.”
The amusement on his face faded. “That’s profound, young Brie.”
Master Anderson started up the truck again. “I’ve suddenly had a change of heart. Let’s go clubbing tonight, vanilla style.”
Brie squealed as he peeled out of the turnabout and headed back downtown.
Wicked King
B rie woke up in a panic. She glanced around the unfamiliar bedroom struggling to figure out where she was. It took several moments before her heart stopped racing, even after she remembered she was staying with Master Anderson.
The frightening dream that had awakened her was already disappearing into the murky recesses of her mind, but she felt certain that Sir’s mother, Ruth, had been part of it.
She shook off the