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“I want to tell you everything. I don’t want any secrets between us.”

“Okay.” Ty kisses his palm again.

Ri bites his lower lip and resists the urge to look away. An overwhelming sense of shame creeps over him. An unnatural anxious feeling he knows he shouldn’t feel, yet it is right there, poisoning his soul.

“I never told Harris. I never felt I could. I…after seeing this report…He must have known all along. How? I have no idea. It creeps me out even trying to put the dots together. But he really must have known everything Cyril and I had barely survived. Ty…he hurt me really bad. It wasn’t any less humiliating experiencing it then, but knowing now that he was fully aware of what I have been through, and still subjected me to his sick fantasies…I’m such a fool! I let him ––”

“Rian, please, stop. You did notlethim do anything to you. You did not deserve any of the things he exposed you to. The violence and abuse you’ve suffered at his hands could never be your fucking fault.”

Rian bobs his head and Ty leans in, kissing his tears away. “I love you so much.”

Ri sighs and tucks Ty closer, resting his head on his shoulder.

Safe. Safe at last.

Ty gives him a moment to settle and once his breathing has evened out, he murmurs, “I’ll be right back, okay? I’ll check on Bran, then I’ll run some water for your bath. Stay here for a moment.”

“I should ––”

“No, darling. Stay here. I got this. You don’t have to do everything by yourself anymore. I want to share the responsibilities with you. I want to be your partner in everything.”

Perfect. This man is perfect. One of a kind. Mine. My beloved, Ty.

Ty stands up and kisses the top of Rian’s head. “You good, baby?”

Rian smiles and nods. Ty caresses his cheek and mutters, “I’ll be right back.”

He hurries out of the bathroom. Rian beams looking after him.

Amazing.

Rian isn’t worried. Bran is in a portable cot as big as a playpen, surrounded by new toys. Another thoughtful purchase he had found assembled this morning. He’d be busy with his toys there for hours, or in a mini food coma after his breakfast. His little boy loves his naps.

Once Ty has left him alone, Rian turns his gaze back to the mirror scrutinizing his new look.

It is him. Everything besides his hair is the same – his lips, his nose, his eyes, his chin.

Of course, it is.

Yet…looking back at him is a man he is yet to become familiar with. Ri is curious. He is excited.

Be bold. Be brave.

Another lock of hair rolls off his shoulder and onto the floor. He sighs and gets up, then finishes cleaning up the floor. He throws his shorts into the hamper and opts for a shower rather than wait for Ty to baby him and draw him a bath. There will be time for that stuff too, but right now, he wants to feel he’s able to do this on his own.

Besides…he thinks to himself, as he is running his hands through his hair, rubbing in the shampoo,there are far better things I want Ty to do for me.

Rian grins sheepishly as if he has spoken his intentions out loud. Truth be told, after last night, he wants so much more.

Yes, there is a lot they should discuss. But he’s had enough of reality for today.

Selfishly for once, he wants to dismiss his fear and dive into experiencing pleasure instead.

As he clears his mind and focuses on the simple motion of spreading the soap suds over his body and getting himself clean, he can hear Ty gently talking to Bran. Ri smiles – he’s never been this happy. The two great loves of his life are right there. As long as they’re together, he believes it finally, he is capable of anything.

CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR

Tayida – Ty – Beloved One

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