showing Brie, why Sir had fallen in love with her all those years ago.
It wasn’t just Sir Isabella was ensnaring with her many talents. Brie was equally captivated by the beautiful and talented woman. She knew if she were a man, she would want this woman for her own. A lone tear ran down Brie’s cheek at the revelation.
“Are you okay?” Sir whispered.
She wiped the tear away. “The song… it is just so beautiful, Sir.”
He looked at Isabella and smiled. “Yes. Yes, it is.”
In that moment, Brie’s fate was sealed.
She knew what she needed to do, but lost her courage that night. Instead, she lay beside Sir savoring the warmth of his love just a little longer.
It wasn’t until the next morning that she found the strength, sitting at the little espresso café Sir had taken her to. Brie took a deep breath, praying not to cry until it was over.
“What’s wrong, Brie?”
“Sir… Thane…”
He looked at her with concern. “This must be serious.”
She nodded.
“You have my attention.”
She looked away from him, unable to keep her composure while looking into his eyes. She stared out the window at a couple walking hand in hand. That wasn’t helping, so she averted her eyes and focused on a bird pecking at crumbs. “You seem happy here, Sir.”
“I am,” he answered cautiously.
“I have never seen you this way before. It’s… wonderful.”
“If that is true, why can’t you look at me?”
Brie’s bottom lip trembled when she spoke. “You belong here, Sir. This is your home. These are your people. You deserve the love and support found here.”
He shook his head in irritation. “You are not making yourself clear, Brie. Spit it out.”
She braved a look into his magnetic eyes and the tears began to fall. “You told me that condors mate for life. I believe that. However I think there is one instance that can split a pair apart besides death.” She let out a sob and had to stop for a second, swallowing hard to get rid of the lump that had formed in her throat. “I think a condor’s love is so strong it will let its mate go if she knows he will be happier with another.”
Sir stared at her and said nothing.
Brie closed her eyes and commanded herself to stop crying. She was sacrificing her heart, but she didn’t want to do it with tears. His silence let her know she had read the situation correctly.
“Brie.”
She opened her eyes, prepared to have her heart shattered for him.
He pushed his chair back and commanded, “Come here.”
She did so unwillingly, terrified he was going to have her bow before him to release her from her collar. To her relief, he directed her to his lap instead. She climbed onto it and laid her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It was for that heart she was sacrificing herself.
“I did not understand until this moment how much I needed you to say that.”
Her heart broke into a million pieces… Brie held him closer, not wanting to let him go despite her decision to set him free.
Sir nestled his face in her long hair. “I would never have expected such a gift from you.”
She answered sadly, “I love you, Thane.”
His laughter was low and warm. “Yes, you do.”
“Your happiness is everything to me.”
“As a submissive, I am not surprised you feel that way.” He cupped her chin and gazed into her eyes. “But I will never let you go.”
“Sir?” Her heart hadn’t dared to hope.
“You are mine. There is no other.”
“Isabella?”
“Is a part of my past.”
“But, Sir, the woman is beautiful, talented and can even cook.”
“You are beautiful, talented, and you… are learning to cook,” he added with a kiss on her forehead.
Brie whispered, “But Sir, Isabella is an extraordinary woman.”
“I concur. However, she and I together do not equal us . I am not the boy she once knew, she cannot meet the needs I have now.” Sir cradled her cheek in his hand. “You are my soul’s complement. I love you
It wasn’t just Sir Isabella was ensnaring with her many talents. Brie was equally captivated by the beautiful and talented woman. She knew if she were a man, she would want this woman for her own. A lone tear ran down Brie’s cheek at the revelation.
“Are you okay?” Sir whispered.
She wiped the tear away. “The song… it is just so beautiful, Sir.”
He looked at Isabella and smiled. “Yes. Yes, it is.”
In that moment, Brie’s fate was sealed.
She knew what she needed to do, but lost her courage that night. Instead, she lay beside Sir savoring the warmth of his love just a little longer.
It wasn’t until the next morning that she found the strength, sitting at the little espresso café Sir had taken her to. Brie took a deep breath, praying not to cry until it was over.
“What’s wrong, Brie?”
“Sir… Thane…”
He looked at her with concern. “This must be serious.”
She nodded.
“You have my attention.”
She looked away from him, unable to keep her composure while looking into his eyes. She stared out the window at a couple walking hand in hand. That wasn’t helping, so she averted her eyes and focused on a bird pecking at crumbs. “You seem happy here, Sir.”
“I am,” he answered cautiously.
“I have never seen you this way before. It’s… wonderful.”
“If that is true, why can’t you look at me?”
Brie’s bottom lip trembled when she spoke. “You belong here, Sir. This is your home. These are your people. You deserve the love and support found here.”
He shook his head in irritation. “You are not making yourself clear, Brie. Spit it out.”
She braved a look into his magnetic eyes and the tears began to fall. “You told me that condors mate for life. I believe that. However I think there is one instance that can split a pair apart besides death.” She let out a sob and had to stop for a second, swallowing hard to get rid of the lump that had formed in her throat. “I think a condor’s love is so strong it will let its mate go if she knows he will be happier with another.”
Sir stared at her and said nothing.
Brie closed her eyes and commanded herself to stop crying. She was sacrificing her heart, but she didn’t want to do it with tears. His silence let her know she had read the situation correctly.
“Brie.”
She opened her eyes, prepared to have her heart shattered for him.
He pushed his chair back and commanded, “Come here.”
She did so unwillingly, terrified he was going to have her bow before him to release her from her collar. To her relief, he directed her to his lap instead. She climbed onto it and laid her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It was for that heart she was sacrificing herself.
“I did not understand until this moment how much I needed you to say that.”
Her heart broke into a million pieces… Brie held him closer, not wanting to let him go despite her decision to set him free.
Sir nestled his face in her long hair. “I would never have expected such a gift from you.”
She answered sadly, “I love you, Thane.”
His laughter was low and warm. “Yes, you do.”
“Your happiness is everything to me.”
“As a submissive, I am not surprised you feel that way.” He cupped her chin and gazed into her eyes. “But I will never let you go.”
“Sir?” Her heart hadn’t dared to hope.
“You are mine. There is no other.”
“Isabella?”
“Is a part of my past.”
“But, Sir, the woman is beautiful, talented and can even cook.”
“You are beautiful, talented, and you… are learning to cook,” he added with a kiss on her forehead.
Brie whispered, “But Sir, Isabella is an extraordinary woman.”
“I concur. However, she and I together do not equal us . I am not the boy she once knew, she cannot meet the needs I have now.” Sir cradled her cheek in his hand. “You are my soul’s complement. I love you
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