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112: Played Me For A Fool
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Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl 113: Watch Me
Wren“I can’t believe you, Wren!” Ray pulls into the driveway.“You had no right, Ray! No right!” I get out of the car, slamming the door shut as I march into the house.He’s right behind me, fuming. “Of all people? Ezra? That man is thirty-three! He’s older than you by a decade!”“I’m twenty four!” “It doesn’t change anything!” The door flings open. “You will not see him again. I won’t allow it.”I whirl on him, glaring through blurry vision. “You are not my dad, Raymond. Stop dictating my life!”“I’m the closest thing you have to a dad. What the fuck, Wren? You lied to me! You wanted to pick a fight with me when I asked, meanwhile you were lying all along? Can you see what a bad influence he is on you?”“Ezra’s not a bad influence. He’s the love of my life!” I scream. “I love that man. He’s been nothing but the best, in every way, and in every thing!”“You know nothing about love. You were in love with Tristan, nearly got married to a man that would raise his hands on you. And now,
Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl 112: Played Me For A Fool
Ezra“I can explain.” I hold my hands up, breath heavy. Wren walks down the stairs at that moment, her eyes darting between us in confusion.“Ray?” She calls softly. “What’s going on?”He scoffs. “I should be asking you, Wren? What the fuck is going on with you and Ezra?”“Ray…”“It’s not what it looks like,” I say. “It’s not—”“You fucked my sister.”“It isn’t like that—”“You lied to me.” His fists clench and unclench as he stalks closer to me.I take steps back, heart pounding in my ears, hammering in my chest.“We were going to tell you,” Wren blurts. “I swear, Ray. We were going to tell you tomorrow!”“I love your sister,” I confess. He stiffens, face hardening even more than it was. The look he gives me burns, and I see the moment the rage takes over.I brace myself just as his fists shoot out again, punching me. Somehow, this one is harder than the first.“You piece of shit!” He hits me again.And again.And again.“Ray stop! You’re hurting him!” Wren screams but he doesn’t s
Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl 111: A Dead Man Walking
EzraNothing, and I mean, absolutely nothing could have prepared me for the sight in front of me.Rage bubbles in my chest, hot and fiery. I push him off Wren so hard, he tumbles into the glass center table.I’m on Wren immediately, catching her frame before she sags to the floor. She sputters for breath, chest rising and falling rapidly.“Hey, baby.” I brush her neck, fingerprints already forming. “You’re okay. I’m here.”She trembles. “Ezra—watch out!” Her eyes widen and I turn in time to get smacked in the face by Tristan’s fist.“Fucking hell,” I cuss, jaw ticking.Pushing to my feet, I glare at the bastard. “You know, I started to suspect this. That you weren’t dead, because I didn’t kill you. Now, I fucking wish I did.”“You really should’ve.” He grins, clenching and unclenching his fists.I pop my neck. “Walk away now, Tristan. I’m giving you the opportunity to, and don’t get me wrong, I’ll regret it. Which is why you should take it.”His eyes flicker from me to the door, and t
Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl 110: Poorly Security Conscious
WrenI stumble backwards, nearly tripping over the center table.“Tristan? W-what? How?” I stammer, hands going cold.His neck tilts eerily, and I gulp. “You sent your boy toy to beat me up, didn’t you?”“No!” I blurt. “I didn’t, I’d never. B-but you’re…alive?”He spreads his arms. “Very much alive.”“He didn’t kill you,” I whisper. “All the accusations, the hands pointing at Ezra, blaming him for your death. But you’re still alive?”“He failed and it’s going to bite him in the ass.”“You’re sick. You’re all sick!”“I thought you loved me, Wren. I thought you actually–” he shakes his head.“You left me Tristan. Made a fool out of me. Why?” My nose burns with unshed tears. “We were engaged!”“Where’s your ring?”“What?”“Where is your fucking ring, Wren?!”I press my lips together, twiddling with my fingers. “You don’t expect me to still keep a ring when there’s no wedding.”He snorts, digs his hands into his pockets and holds up the familiar dainty ring. My mouth dries. “Where…how d
Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl 109: That’s My Line
Wren[Earlier]“Don’t tell me you’re still in bed, you log of lazy ass wood!” “Wow.” My lips twists bitterly. “Hell to you too, Judi. You reek of jealousy.”Her head pushes further into the screen, a pout on her face. “You’re right. I’m so jealous! I wish I could sleep in, but I have a job!”“A job you love.”“Uh no. I hate it,” she snorts. “I just love my boss. There’s a difference.”I lift a brow. “Does the boss you love know you hate your job?”“Oh yes. Yes, he does. It’s the song I sing in his office every morning, after we have our office sex.”I grimace. “Gross, Judi.”“Oh shut up. I bet if you worked for Ezra, you’d also have hot office sex.” She rolls her eyes so hard I fear for a second that they’d get stuck up there. “Where’s your hot piece of boyfriend though? Ezra Jax?!” She screeches.“Jesus, Judi! It’s too early to be screaming. What? Did Andre pump you with caffeine so you could ride his dick enthusiastically?”Her jaw drops, and her eyes widen exaggeratedly. “How did
Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl 108: An Invasion Of Privacy
EzraI shrug on my armless jacket—careful not to jerk my injured arm—and hover over Wren’s sleeping form.“My pretty girl,” I murmur, and plant soft kisses on her cheeks and face.She mumbles something in her sleep, her nose scrunching up adorably before she rolls on her other side.A smile spreads across my face. “Sweetheart?” I try again, this time, tapping her softly.Finally, she rolls on her back and her eyes flutter open. Bright blue, sleepy eyes stare up at me, a pout on her lips.“Hey.” I push her hair away from her face, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Good morning, Birdie.”She smiles softly. “Hi.” Her eyes rake down my body, and a frown replaces her smile. “Where are you going?”“Remember the meeting we have at the clubhouse? The mole?”“Oh!” Her eyes widen and she sits up. “I should come.”“Yea. Tried waking you up earlier, but you didn’t budge.”She yawns loudly. “I feel so exhausted.”“Rest up then. I’ll come home to meet you.”“No, no. I’ll come to the clubhouse.” She
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