Safe
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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing2h 37m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Apr 4, 2026
"just somebody that can make me feel...safe" Dya'mond is a rising celebrity tattoo artist who is in a loving relationship with a celebrity rapper or so she thought but what happens when a scandal drops and she tries to end her relationship? everything goes left and she must run. While escaping she ends up in a small town in South Carolina on the side of the road with a smoking engine, a flat and a dead phone. All she wants is safety and peace. The mechanic who saves her may be that. Rylo is a mechanic and newly turned single dad after his daughter he didn't know he had gets left at his doorstep without a mother in sight. With grease stained fingers, bedroom eyes, soft words, and the perfect little girl trailing by his side. He always desired a family of his own after losing his at a young age. He tries to navigate being a new father and a business owner on his own. That was until he saves a tattooed beauty who wears her heart on her sleeve and is just tired of running. Will she find her safe haven with him? Will he get the family he always desired?
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She learned early how to seal things away. Emotion filed down, expression kept neutral, desire folded so neatly it almost disappears. She gives nothing unless it's earned, and even then, only in pieces. Control isn't armor to her, it's instinct. He is cut from the same discipline. Composed, unreadable, careful with what he reveals and even more careful with what he wants. His restraint isn't coldness; it's calibration. He knows exactly how much to show and exactly when to stop. Between them, nothing rushes. It pulls. What lives here is not loud. It's contained. Pressurized. Waiting. Eclipsed moves in shadows , where longing is disciplined, connection is measured, and the most powerful moments happen in what's withheld. In a world that rewards exposure, they choose control, even as the gravity between them threatens to close the distance they've both sworn to keep. Some connections don't demand attention. They draw it in.

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