Secrets of the Heart (Brie's Submission Book 20)

by Red Phoenix

  “Did you enjoy your meal last night?” he murmured to her.

  Brie looked up at him and smiled. “I did, Sir.”

  He turned his attention back on his cousin. “They are getting Nonna prepped for surgery and will call us just before she goes in.”

  “How are her spirits, Thane?” Benito asked.

  “Surprisingly optimistic after meeting with the doctor today. How has Nonno been handling the separation?”

  Benito shook his head, chuckling. “Not well. Those two never leave each other’s side, so the family has started around-the-clock visits to keep his spirits up.”

  “Good.” Sir glanced at Brie with a smirk. “I think it’s a common hazard for any couple committed to each other for that long.”

  “I hope to experience that hazard with you,” Brie said, smiling. She could just imagine Sir with gray hair, looking as handsome as his grandfather, but still just as deliciously dominant.

  Benito nudged Sir with his elbow. “That wife of yours is a keeper, cousin.”

  Sir gave Brie a private smile. “I’m well aware of that.”

  A nurse came out and told them they could see Nonna for a few minutes.

  Despite Benito’s fears, he walked into the room with a confident smile. “Nonna, your favorite grandson has come to cheer you on before surgery.”

  Nonna turned her blind eyes toward him. “Diego, is that you?”

  Benito looked at her in shock and then started laughing. “Nonna, you just broke my heart.”

  She smiled, holding out her frail hands to him. “Come here, Benito.”

  He immediately walked over and took both her hands in his. “I’m here for you.”

  She touched his cheek and then patted it lightly. “I love you.”

  Tears ran freely down his face. “I love you more.”

  She chuckled softly and turned her head toward the door. “Are you here, Brianna? I smell your perfume.”

  “Yes, Nonna. Benito brought me so we could both be with you today.”

  “I’m glad.” She had a wistful expression on her face when she added, “You make my grandson a better man.”

  When Brie started to protest, Nonna stopped her.

  “It is the way of lovers. They always bring out the best in each other, just as Lorenzo does for me.”

  “I agree, Nonna,” Sir stated, putting his arm around her.

  “Are you scared?” Brie asked, knowing she would be if she were in Nonna’s situation.

  “My only fear is that it won’t work, child. I need to see the face of your beautiful daughter.”

  “You will.”

  She nodded. “That’s what the doctor said, and I am trusting her.” Turning back toward Benito, she asked, “Do you know what the best part is?”

  “No, tell me, Nonna.”

  “I will get to ride home with my favorite grandson tomorrow…” Benito looked at Sir with a self-satisfied smirk, until she said, “…Rafael.”

  “Nonna…” Benito cried.

  Brie could not hold back her laughter.

  Undeterred, Benito gave his grandmother’s hand a kiss. “Even though you have broken this grandson’s heart twice, I will be waiting for you after surgery.”

  A lone tear ran down her wrinkled cheek as she took his face in her hands. “You are good to me, Benito.”

  Brie went to the bed and squeezed her hand. “My love is with you.”

  “Thank you, Brianna.”

  Sir walked over, looking at her tenderly. “I’m certain the outcome will be successful, but you should know how much I have valued this time alone with you, Nonna.”

  A smile spread across her face as she reached for his hand. “If nothing comes of it, I will still consider it a gift from God because of our talk last night. It has been a long time coming, Nipotino.”

  “It has, Nonna.”

  She kept her grasp on Sir’s hand and held out the other. “Brianna.”

  Brie moved back to the bed and took her outstretched hand.

  “Thank you for saving my grandson.”

  Brie glanced at Sir. “Oh no, he sa—”

  “Thane told me everything,” Nonna interrupted. Pursing her lips, she nodded. “I owe you, Nipotina.”

  Brie swallowed the lump in her throat, flattered that Nonna had called her “granddaughter”.

  Smiling at her lovingly, Brie said, “Nonna, you’ve repaid me a thousand times over with your love. I am honored to be a part of your family.”

  The nurse came in, telling them it was time to return to the waiting room.

  As Sir escorted Brie out, she noticed that both Benito and Sir had tears in their eyes. She whispered to Sir, “She will be okay.”

  “I know, babygirl,” he answered gruffly. Glancing over at Benito, he said, “It’s just hard.”

  Benito nodded, wiping away a tear. “Sì”

  Brie was touched that both men felt so emotional about their grandmother. It was truly a beautiful thing.

  Dr. Ricci came out an hour later to speak with them. Brie took heart that she was smiling as she approached. “The operation went well. Your grandmother is resting comfortably now and is in good spirits.”

  “That’s wonderful news,” Brie exclaimed, hugging Sir.

  “When can she come home?” Benito asked.

  Dr. Ricci laughed. “Funny, that was her very first question after the operation.”

  “I take it today would be too soon?”

  “It would,” she answered Benito with amusement. “I need to check her eyes tomorrow and go over the discharge instructions with all of you. Then she will be free to leave.”

  Benito let out a loud sigh of relief.

  Dr. Ricci turned to Sir. “I’ve never met an entire family so uneasy about hospitals.”

  “There is good reason,” he stated. He held out his hand to the doctor. “But we appreciate the miracle you performed here.”

  She chuckled self-consciously. “It was a routine procedure.”

  “Which will give our grandmother her sight back—a miracle in my book.”

  “You are an angel,” Benito declared.

  Dr. Ricci chuckled, amused by his declaration. “We’ll talk again tomorrow.”

  After checking her eyes the next day, Dr. Ricci gave Nonna the green light to go home. “It’s possible that your vision will remain blurry for several weeks as your eyes heal.”

  Nonna smiled, her thin lips quivering. “I can already tell a difference…”

  The doctor placed eye protectors over each eye and taped them in place. “It’s important to keep them protected while they heal,” she warned.

  Brie dug into her purse and brought out a stylish pair of sunglasses. “I’ve brought something for that.” Placing them on Nonna’s face, she stood back and grinned. “Now you have a stylish pair of eye protectors.”

  Nonna touched the frames with her frail hands and smiled. “That’s so kind of you, Brianna.”

  Turning toward the doctor, she asked, “How can I ever thank you? You’ve given me my life back.”

  Dr. Ricci smiled down at her. “This is the exact reason I studied to be a doctor—for moments like this.”

  Nonna insisted on returning home without any fanfare. The family respected her wishes and stayed away…for a couple of days.

  When the bandages came off, however, nothing could stop them, and the entire clan descended on their home with food in hand to celebrate.

  Brie could read the relief on each person’s face as they came up to greet Nonna. Although her eyes were still healing, Nonna was back to the loving, charismatic woman they all cherished and respected.

  Nonno stood beside her with a joyous look on his face, welcoming each family member as he or she approached. Brie realized that Dr. Ricci hadn’t saved one life that day but two.

  Sir hung back, Hope in his arms, as he watched them. To see Sir go from the despair of Nonna’s blindness to this joyous moment was a gift to Brie’s heart.

  But, the night
wasn’t over yet…

  After the meal, when the family started dancing on the rooftop, Sir gave Hope to Aunt Fortuna and pulled Brie to him, kissing her passionately on the lips.

  Brie immediately responded to his fiery kiss, pressing her body against his.

  “I want to steal you away, babygirl.”

  She smiled up at him, captivated by the simmering desire in his eyes. “Take me.”

  Sir walked over to his grandfather and whispered something in his ear. Slapping him on the back, Nonno nodded to Brie before turning back to attend to his wife.

  Sir walked over to Brie and grabbed her hand as he headed downstairs. “I have someplace special I want to take you.”

  Brie was surprised that they were leaving the family festivities early, but didn’t question it when he helped her into the car and drove her to the other side of the island.

  Although it was chilly, the night sky was clear and Brie looked up at the countless stars twinkling. “I love how the stars shine so brightly here.”

  “Unlike LA, where the city lights drown them out,” he chuckled.

  “Exactly and it’s so peaceful.” She leaned her head on his shoulder, snuggling against him.

  Sir parked the car at a dead end, then took out a blanket from the trunk and wrapped it around her. “Come with me, babygirl.”

  Brie followed him, bursting with curiosity as to where he was taking her.

  They followed a dirt path under a pale moon. The path led them through the trees and brambles until it opened up to reveal the cliffs overlooking the ocean.

  The beam from a lighthouse nearby swept over the water, adding an enchanting element to the scene.

  Near the cliff, Brie saw a small cottage with a warm, inviting glow emanating from the windows.

  Without warning, Sir picked her up off her feet, and she let out a surprised squeal as he started walking toward the cottage. Brie felt shivers of excitement as he carried her in his powerful arms.

  “Hold onto me,” he ordered when he reached the door. Freeing one hand, he opened the latch and the door swung open. Inside, a fire was already burning in the fireplace, making the tiny cottage warm and cozy.

  He walked Brie over to the bed and laid her on it.

  Looking down at her, he declared in a sultry voice, “I want to make a baby with you.”

  Her stomach fluttered.

  Sir walked back to the door to shut it and secure the lock. Turning back to her, he said with a hungry growl, “I have denied myself for far too long in preparation of this moment.”

  After their unexpected separation, Brie was desperate for this sexual connection with him. “Let me be your release…”

  His eyes flashed with desire as he started shedding his clothes. “I will not be gentle.”

  Brie’s heart raced as he approached her like a hungry lion. She spread her legs, inviting his rough love.

  When he was completely naked, he lay beside her on the bed. His hand disappeared under the material of her dress as his fingers sought her pussy. “I need to taste your come first.”

  Brie lay still as he pushed her wet panties to the side and penetrated her pussy with his fingers. She let out a gasp as his cold fingers pushed their way inside her and he started to stroke her G-spot.

  She squirmed in pleasure when he started pumping her pussy harder with his fingers. Growling lustfully, he brought her closer and closer to climax.

  “In a world of pain and uncertainty, there is nothing sweeter than this.” He bit down on her neck as he increased the power of his thrusts.

  Brie instinctually relaxed, inviting his invasion. It didn’t take long before her muscles begin to tense as she readied for climax.

  “Oh, Sir…” she moaned.

  “Come for me, wife,” he murmured, biting down harder.

  Brie whimpered when she felt the telltale signs of an intense orgasm. Holding her breath, she waited for the wave to crash over her. Her hips pushed upward in rhythmic thrusts as she came powerfully around his fingers, the fiery ache of her orgasm taking Brie’s breath away.

  “Good girl,” he murmured, sucking on the delicate skin of her throat to mark the occasion.

  Pulling his fingers out, he brought them to his lips and smiled lustfully as he sucked them.

  Brie found it incredibly sensual that he enjoyed her taste. It made her want the same. “May I eat you?”

  He shook his head slowly, a glint in his eye. Pulling her panties off, he placed them in her mouth. “I want you to taste yourself as I come inside you.”

  The idea of it turned her on so much that she let out a muted cry of pleasure.

  Sir flicked her dress up to expose her pussy to him, then he slipped his hand inside the top of her dress to free one breast from her bra. He did the same with the other and then pulled down on the neck of her dress to expose them without taking her clothes off.

  Brie lay there breathless as he took a moment to admire her body before his lips descended on both her breasts. She started squirming again as he sucked, licked, and teased her nipples while his hard cock pressed against her thigh.

  I need you, she begged silently, moaning into her panties and tasting the tanginess of her own excitement.

  Her breath caught when he suddenly changed positions, settling between her legs, his cock resting against her swollen lips. “You’re so fucking hot,” he growled, his eyes flashing with raw animal lust.

  Brie opened her legs wider to him, responding to his need.

  Pressing the head of his cock against her opening, he thrust into her. Brie let out a muted scream and threw her head back, taking all of him.

  Sir was demanding with his thrusts, but she reveled in the fiery ache his powerful strokes created. Needing more of her, he tilted his hips and she let out a strangled cry. The new depth and angle challenged her body and she struggled to take his entirety.

  Lost in the throes of passion, he dug his fingers into her skin and began pumping harder, each stroke commanding and powerful.

  She felt the tingles start. Glancing up, she met his gaze as she willingly surrendered her body to his lust.

  Sir fucked her without mercy then, claiming her body and soul with his cock.

  Thrashing her head, Brie screamed into the wet panties as she came again.

  Suddenly, Sir stopped. Her eyes popped open and they stared at each other as he came deep inside her. The intensity of his climax left her breathless as she received his life-giving seed.

  It was so damn sexy!

  Her whole body ached from their passionate fucking—but, God, it felt so right.

  Brie took the panties from her mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck, lifting her head to kiss him.

  Panting heavily, Sir smiled at her as he lay down beside Brie on the small bed.

  Brie gazed at him, a lazy smile playing on her lips, still flying high from their intense coupling. “I love making babies with you, Thane Davis.”

  He nuzzled her neck. “That is only round one, babygirl.”

  Listening to the flames crackling in the fireplace, she lay there with him in pleasurable silence, tracing her finger over his chest. Glancing around the simple cottage, she asked, “What is this place?”

  Sir smiled. “This cottage has a history.”

  “I thought it might,” she replied, giving him a peck on the cheek.

  “My grandfather built this place for his bride when he was a young man. He needed to prove his love before her family would consent to their marriage.”

  Brie looked at the cottage with more appreciation now that she knew Nonno had built it himself.

  “I was told that my father was conceived in this house,” Sir added.

  Brie grinned at him. “Is that why you brought me here? So this little cottage could work its magic?”

  He chuckled. “No. We make our own magic, babygirl.”

  “We do, don’t we?” She giggled, kissing his sexy chin rough with stubble.

  Sir lay back, putting an arm
behind his head as he turned to look at her. “I brought you here because the cottage is a part of me—a piece of my family history.” He looked at her tenderly. “I want you to be a part of it.”

  Tears pricked her eyes. She was touched by his sentiment. “That’s so romantic.”

  “Don’t get weepy on me, wife,” he said, tsking.

  Lifting Brie’s chin, he kissed her deeply, exploring her mouth with his tongue.

  When he broke away, Sir raised an eyebrow and he glanced down at his hard cock.

  “Looks like it’s time for round two…”

  Yellow Ribbon

  When they went to visit Nonna the next day, they found her sobbing in her chair by the window.

  Sir turned to Nonno with a worried expression and asked quietly, “What’s wrong?”

  “Let her tell you herself.”

  Sir grabbed Brie’s free hand and held it tightly as they walked over to Nonna together.

  “Nonna?” he called out, his voice tight with concern.

  She looked up at him, smiling through her tears. “I can see you! It’s a miracle, Thane.”

  Sir was so overwhelmed with emotion that he struggled to speak, which was uncharacteristic of him. Swallowing hard several times, he just smiled at her.

  “I woke up and I could see clearly,” she declared. Her loving gaze moved from Sir to Brie, who was holding Hope. “Come here and let me see your precious bambina.”

  Brie knelt beside her, placing Hope on her lap.

  “Just look at you,” Nonna cooed.

  Touching Hope’s cheek, she grinned. “I see your grandfather in you, sweet one.” Closing her eyes, Nonna hugged Hope against her, whispering to herself, “Hope Davis…you truly are hope personified.”

  Tears welled up in Brie’s eyes at the feeling of connection between the generations.

  “I called Dr. Ricci,” Nonno stated excitedly. “She told me this is not unusual for a case like hers.”

  Sir shook his head. “I never would have believed it would happen this fast.”

  Nonno put his arms around Sir, hugging him. “I can’t thank you enough for this miracle, Nipotino. I have my sweet Rosanna back.”

  Brie put her hand to her lips, the lump in her throat growing painfully.