Free Brie Discerns Master's Heart (After Graduation, #6) by Red Phoenix Page A

she can do to tear me away from you, Sir. I understand your righteous anger towards her and I believe you when you say that she’s lying. I stand behind you and support you, Sir.”
    “No, Brie.” He pulled her into his embrace. “You stand beside me.”
    She wrapped her arms around him. “Nothing can separate a condor from its mate, Sir.”
    He lifted her chin and smiled for the first time that night. “Brie, that is the only truth I need. You are a wise little sub.”
    She cocked her head. “ Wise , Sir? Aren’t I far too young to be described as wise?”
    His spontaneous laughter was music to her ears. It delighted her heart to hear it.

Believe

    B rie couldn’t stop the buzzing in her ears. After weeks of shooting and retooling her documentary, her time had finally come. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, trying to rein her nerves in.
    “Brie, what’s wrong?” Sir asked.
    He’d insisted on being with her as she waited to be called in, although he would not be present during the meeting itself. Sir felt it was important this was her success, and hers alone.
    “Sir, I’ve never felt like this before. I think I’m going to faint, I’m so nervous.”
    He put his hand on her knee and gazed into her eyes, imparting his confidence. “You will not let your fears get the best of you.”
    She nodded, needing to hear his reassuring words.
    “You have reworked the film to his specifications while remaining true to your vision. The work is better for it. However, if Mr. Holloway chooses to turn it down it will be his loss, for you will find someone to produce it.”
    Brie took a deep breath and smiled. “Yes, you’re right, Sir. Someone will pick up my film if Mr. Holloway does not. This film is a winner—I can feel it in my bones.”
    “Hold onto that truth and do not let your nerves control you. Be self-assured without being arrogant and you will do well.”
    That extra shot of confidence was all she needed. “Thank you, S—”
    The receptionist interrupted their conversation. “Mr. Holloway will see you now.”
    Sir stood up with Brie and gave her a quick kiss before letting her go. “Knock him dead, Brie.”
    She let out a nervous sigh and then shook her head. No! My nerves are not going to control the moment. Brie consciously released the tension and stood up straight, her chest out, her head at a respectful angle.
    “That’s my girl,” Sir commented as she walked away.
    Everything was perfect until she greeted Mr. Holloway and he barked an order to sit down. The inflection in his voice let her know the man was on edge and irritable. Not at all what she needed for her big moment.
    Brie held out her hand and shook his. “Thank you for seeing me again, Mr. Holloway.” To ease the tension in the room, she started off the conversation with a compliment. “As you know, sir, I admire your expertise and took your suggestions to heart as I reworked this film. I trust you will be as impressed with the changes as I am.”
    “I’ll be the judge of that,” the producer grumbled, grabbing the disk from her hand. He slid it into the player, then sat back in his chair, closing his eyes as if he couldn’t be bothered to watch it.
    Brie swallowed hard. It was one thing to be turned down because her work legitimately sucked, but it was quite another to lose out on her chance because the producer was upset about something she had no control over.
    The lively music of the introduction started up. Brie had chosen something that would instantly grab the viewer’s attention. She smiled, knowing the hard bass and driving beat were impossible to ignore.
    Mr. Holloway opened his eyes a crack and watched as the opening credits showcased the three girls and the two trainers she’d interviewed. He sat up and took notice when a short teaser clip of the flogging scene flashed onto the screen.
    Brie silently cheered, even though it still remained to be seen if she could keep his attention throughout the entire film,