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after graduation. Probably sleeping in …
    If Lea had to guess what Brie was up to, she would never believe Brie was enduring another kneeling lesson. It had been their first kneeling lesson at the Training Center that had marked the beginning of the girls’ friendship. That day, Lea had cracked jokes when they’d been ordered to kneel quietly. Brie had chosen to stand up for her, despite Marquis’ threat to punish Brie for Lea’s transgression. All because Mary had decided to tattle.
    Mary…
    Brie’s lips curled into a snarl. She could not believe the bitch had attempted to steal Faelan from her on the night of graduation. It was low, even by Mary’s standards. But then, Mary had always gone after any Dom Brie had shown an interest in. Up until last night, Brie had been willing to forgive her, knowing that Mary was a hurting unit who desperately needed a friend. Brie had been foolish enough to believe that over the six-week course she’d been able to break through the barriers Mary had put up and develop a real friendship with the woman.
    Yeah… I’m a freakin’ idiot!
    She’d been completely blindsided, never suspecting that Mary would betray her so brazenly. Brie would never forget the shock of seeing Faelan enter Mary’s room, or the sounds of the bitch’s cries of passion during their ‘interview’ together.
    Thank God for Marquis...
    Brie opened her eyes and let out the pent-up rage she’d been holding in since last night. “Fuck you to hell, Mary!”
    In another apartment, she heard the muffled barking of a tiny dog. Even the dog hated Mary.
    It didn’t matter that things had worked out for the best. The simple fact was that Mary had deliberately stabbed Brie in the back by picking Faelan. But the bitch hadn’t left it at that. No! She’d had to fuck him in the adjacent room, knowing Brie could hear them.
    Suddenly Faelan’s blue eyes loomed before her. He was no better than Mary. Brie understood that school protocol had required him to join Mary for the interview, but anything that had happened during the interview itself had been his choice. It sickened Brie to think that she had even considered Faelan as her potential Master. Thankfully her eyes had been opened before she’d made her decision at the collaring ceremony.
    Mary’s treachery had inadvertently forced Brie to make the right choice. But as long as she lived, she would never forgive or forget Mary’s betrayal.
    Fuck the bitch and Faelan both!
    Inside her head, she heard Mr. Gallant’s voice reprimanding her for those ugly words. She rolled her eyes and reworded her thoughts, wanting to think and behave like a proper submissive. I hope Mary and Faelan get exactly what they deserve, Mr. Gallant .
    Brie sighed in satisfaction afterwards. It did feel better not to cuss. “Thank you, Mr. Gallant,” she said out loud, smiling at the walls. The only way she could remain a sub worthy of Sir’s dominance was to consistently behave like one. It would not do be submissive only in his presence. Perfect obedience at all times. A true submissive obeys in mind and body, whether or not Master is present.
    She nodded once, confident in her fresh resolve. Brie ignored her hurting knees and aching back, staring out of the scenic window with a contented sigh. Cars inched along the tiny streets. People were busy navigating their lives while she knelt on the floor alone, anxiously waiting for him .
    Brie wondered if Sir was thinking about her as he went about his business. Was he secure in the knowledge that his newly acquired sub was obeying his command? That she was kneeling beside his sexy Tantra chair, earnestly awaiting his return?
    Brie glanced around the room suddenly, wondering if Sir had cameras, but she quickly dismissed the idea. Why would he? This wasn’t the Training Center. Still, it helped to think that he was watching her remotely. It caused her to straighten her back more, keeping her lips supple and her body relaxed. Yes, that was