Brie Faces her Master's Fears (After Graduation, #4) Read Online Free PDF Page A

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    “Brie, let me give you a piece of advice, one I learned after my father’s death. No matter how it may appear to the casual observer, you cannot know the truth unless you know all sides. I would refrain from making judgments until you speak with Miss Wilson directly.”
    Brie bowed her head. Yes, Sir knows too well the cost of unjust judgments . His words brought clarity in a sea of doubt and frustration. “I’ll speak to her, Sir. But I already know it’s going to end in disaster.”
    Sir chuckled. “I doubt that. I remember seeing the two of you together. There were times of honest camaraderie between you. Don’t be so quick to dismiss that because of one incident you have yet to discuss.”
    “You have more faith in her than I do, Sir.”
    “My faith lies in you, Brie.”
    She stood up and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Thank you, Sir. I needed to hear that.”
    His strong arms embraced her and he lifted her off the ground. “You are meant to accomplish great things. To whom much is given, much is expected.” He kissed her firmly on the lips.
    Brie melted into his kiss, and laid her head against his chest when he set her back down. “As long as I have you, I know I can’t fail.”
    He squeezed her tighter. “I have news of my own, little sub.”
    Brie looked up and smiled. “What is it, Sir?”
    “One of the business contacts I made in Russia has plans for expansion into America. They’ve asked to meet in New York.”
    She was genuinely pleased. “Your dreams of expanding your business are coming true, Sir.”
    “Like you, they are not happening the way I anticipated, and yet a unique opportunity has presented itself.” He traced the collar fastened around her neck and added with a charming smile, “I believe you are my luck.”
    His words warmed her heart in ways he could not imagine. For a man who’d struggled in the past to communicate his feelings, Sir was becoming exceptionally expressive.
    She squeezed him tighter. “I’m thrilled to hear it, Sir.”
    “There is a hitch, however. They are meeting later this week. I’ll need to leave tomorrow to get my contacts set up and presentation ready.”
    A cold shiver of realization ran through her. “Will I be going with you, Sir?”
    “No, Brie. You don’t have time to spare on another trip. I regret that I cannot be here as support.”
    She sat back down on the ledge, trying to keep the tears of disappointment at bay. Brie thought what a funny creature she was—one moment flying high and the next drowning in despair.
    “Brie, do not let this deter you from your goal. Even when I am not near, my love and support are yours.”
    He’d said the L word in public without a second thought, his concern for her so great that he wasn’t even aware of it. That one word changed everything in an instant.
    She looked up at him, trying not to smile foolishly. “I won’t, Sir. Although I wish you could be here if the meeting with Mary does not go well.”
    Always thinking ahead, Sir immediately suggested, “You should bring Ms. Taylor with you and present the opportunity to the two at the same time. If Miss Wilson is not receptive, leave with Ms. Taylor. She can act as your moral support and a buffer if you require it.”
    Brie nodded, her confidence returning. With her best friend Lea by her side, she could face the Nemesis. Only Lea truly knew the trials she had suffered with Mary, anyway.
    “I’d say we are both due a lavish night of celebration, Miss Bennett. Perhaps a quiet Italian dinner by the ocean and a ride along the coast.”
    She looked at him demurely. “Whatever is your pleasure, Sir.”
    “You are my pleasure, téa,” he said, gathering her back into his arms.

    Sir told Brie to pick out an outfit he would like, but added the stipulation there was to be no bra or panties involved. Brie walked into their closet, her eyes widening at the choices. Sir had purchased several outfits she had yet to wear and they were