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Kyro carries me into the bathroom, and I watch him as he readies my bath. When I step in, the water is warm to the touch. Kyro uses a soft, soapy sponge to lather my shoulders. It’s strange that someone who knows how to destroy others can be so skilled in showing me tenderness and affection. His hands are always meticulous with me, even when he plays rough.

His blue eyes watch me closely. “I love you, Kyro. All I want for you is peace, for us to be at peace.”

Kyro grabs my hand and lathers it in warm water. “Are you at peace?”

I smile, unsure, “Sometimes. Wherever I’m with you, I feel at peace like nothing in the world could ever hurt me again, but when I’m alone and I remember the past, I feel…like a part of me has been fractured and I can only treat it with medicine, but…”

“You’ll never be able to cure it.” Kyro finishes.

The warm touch of his hand rests on my cheek and a tear falls from my eye.

“You know what I love about you the most? Even though you would slit a man’s throat without a second thought, you always seem to cry when you’re sad. You have never hidden your pain from me. You have always been honest. You shed tears because you care with your entire heart.”

I take his hand from my cheek and intertwine it with my own.

Chapter 28

Days Later

Reyna

Kyro hasn’t gone to Ivan’s grave yet or spoken to his mother. He still needs time to get through his pain.

We sit at the dining table for breakfast as Prince finishes up his morning classes.

“I want you at the meeting with my supplier. All my suppliers should know you,” Kyro says as he takes a drink of his coffee.

“Won’t it be strange? Having your wife there?” I take a sip of my ginger tea. I’ve been having the worst cramps and I know my period is destined to follow. I cannot wait to be old enough to never have a period again.

“No.” He narrows. “We are partners and if anyone has anything to say, I’ll rip out their teeth and they can say it through their gums.”

I scoff internally.

Kyro’s black raven hair is getting long, I notice. I get up from the dining table and walk behind him. My fingers run through his hair and he softly groans, looking up at me.

“I need a haircut.” With a pained expression, he groans.

It seems as if he can read my thoughts lately. We spent so much time together that it was bound to happen. It felt good to be one. Kyro was no longer this stranger who I couldn’t bring myself to let inside my heart. I love him, everything about him. The boss, the torturer, and the man.

“Reyna?” Kyro calls.

“Oh,” I kiss the top of his head, “Can I give you a haircut?”

He almost flinched at the thought.

“Oh, are you insecure about your hair?” I smirk.

Kyro gives me his icy stare. “What if I am?”

Now it’s my turn to be in shock. “Wow, you admitted it.” I put my hand over my mouth to hide the laughs. “Come on, if I fuck up, we can give you a buzz cut.”

Kyro laughs as he picks up his coffee cup. “Fuck that. I had a buzz cut for most of my childhood. I looked horrible, and I was skinny too, which didn’t help.”

My arms wrap around his neck as my fingers touch his faded beard. My thumb passes over his lip. “You would be sexy even with a bald head.”

His head leans back, and I lean in and kiss his delectable lips.

“Mr. and Mrs. Novikov, I’ll be leaving for the day.” One of Prince’s home schoolteachers, Ms. Marco, excuses herself.

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