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81: I Think I Peed A Little

Penulis: Lily S. W
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-19 02:25:32

Wren

I miss Ezra.

But I’m still upset with him.

On just my second day at Ray’s, I’m ready to go home.

Quincy’s been our only link for communication via text. Calling Ezra is not an option at all, not when I have a really nosy brother.

And when Ray’s not around, he’s with Ezra.

It’s been horrible.

Exhausting.

Annoying.

“He says; ‘why do you have a big brother, babe?’” Quincy reads from my phone. “And why do you have dyslexia? I have to censor my words because of Quincy!”

I laugh at that, a flush creeping up my cheeks.

Ezra has apologized a thousand times, and I can’t even be properly mad anymore.

“Ouu, what kind of things does he tell you, Wrennie?” Quincy teases.

“Oh hush.” My lip rolls between my teeth, and I huff.

“Tell me one.”

“Quincy!” I scold, fighting the thick blush that threatens to spread across my skin.

“Maybe I’ll just ask him.”

“Nooooo…”

But she’s already typing out a text, and when she clicks ‘send’ the reply comes in immediately.

She reads it and erupts into laughter.
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    WrenI spin on my heels to face him, entirely caught off guard by that information.Then I scoff. “I honestly can’t believe you. A new protector? Donovan?”Donovan that I don’t get along with? But that’s not even what’s got me upset. It’s been only a week!“What?” He sneers. “You’re going to fuck this one too?”I stumble, jaw slacked. Regret instantly pools on his face. “Wren, I’m —”“No.” I shake my head. “Don’t. Don’t even.”“I’m sorry.”“For what? That comment? Or is it for beating up and humiliating your best friend? Or, for I don’t know, just granting me a new protector when I didn’t fucking ask for one?!”He takes a step further into the kitchen, and I hold my hand out.“Don’t come near me, Ray. Or I swear to god, I will scream.”His steps falter, and he sighs. “Look, Wren. I know I haven’t been the best—”“What gives?” I roll my eyes and scoop out some food for Quincy and I.“Can you blame me?” He gawks. “How would you feel if you find out in the worst way possible that Judi

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   117: A New Protector

    WrenI blink up at the ceiling, eyes raw and dry, like they’ve been stuffed with cotton balls.It’s been a week since Ray found out about Ezra and I. It’s been a week since little MaryAnne was born. And it’s been a week since I heard from Ezra.I’ve called, left tons of voice messages, even texted…but he hasn’t picked up, neither has he responded.Is this how it’s going to be? Is this…over?My throat closes at the thought, and I swallow.“Wren.” I feel a tap on my knee and I jerk.My hand flies to my chest—soothing my racing heart—when I see Quincy. “Jesus, Quincy. You almost gave me a heart attack.” “I’ve been knocking for a while.” She smiles softly, settling on the bed. “When I came in, I called your name for a couple seconds, you didn’t answer.”I sit up, blinking. “I…wow…I’m sorry,” I shake my head. “I didn’t hear you come in. Are you supposed to be moving about? Where’s MaryAnne?”“Asleep.”“And…Ray?”“He’s out.” She sighs. “Wren, you’ve been cooped up in here since we got back

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   116: Baby Girl’s Here

    EzraI wince when Mrs Dee dabs the cut on my lip. “I’m sorry.” she sniffles as a tear falls from her eyes and drops on my knee.“That’s okay, it doesn’t hurt so bad.”What a goddamn lie.Lizzy shakes her head. “There’s no need to be tough, VP. It’s just us.”By ‘just us’, she means herself, Mrs Dee, Torch, and Clay.They all just stare at me as Mrs Dee wraps me up one last time. “Guys, I promise, I’m okay.” My lips try and fail to form a smile because everything hurts.It hurts to speak, to move,, hell, to even blink.Mrs Dee said nothing’s broken except my nose, but it feels like every bone has been crushed, every internal organ squeezed.“Prez took it too far,” Torch grumbles. “You’re his VP, man. His best friend.”I shrug, grimacing at the pain that flares up my arms. “He’s only protecting his sister. It’s justified.”“Like hell it is,” Clay snaps. “We’ve all seen how you’ve protected Wren, how you’ve taken care of her. And especially how you’ve been there for Ray. Honestly, this

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   115: I Begged You

    Wren“You’re going to kill him!” I wail. “Ray, stop! Please, somebody stop him!”Ray hits him, over and over.I can hardly see through the tears spilling down my cheeks. My heart is in my throat, snort drips down my nose.I struggle, god, I struggle beneath Lizzy and Mrs Dee’s grip. “Please, Liz. P-please…please…”I don’t know what I’m begging for, but I’m begging. For Ray to stop, for Lizzy and Mrs Dee to let me go…for someone to stop Ray from killing Ezra.It goes on for what feels like hours. The sound of flesh pounding on flesh is loud. I hear Ezra’s grunt and groans from the feet apart, I see the blood that covers his face.And I can’t stop crying. My heart squeezes in my chest, my hands ache from struggling against their grip.“Raymond!!!” I shriek. “Raymond, please! I’m begging you, I’m b-begging you!”My cries fall on deaf ears. The rough sand digs into my knees, I can feel the skin breaking.Punch after punch.Hit after hit.Heartbreaking sobs pull from my lips, as I stare he

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   114: Spoken And Unspoken

    EzraI sit in my car at the clubhouse yard, staring at the text Ray sent.Ray: Be at the clubhouse in an hour. Bring your VP vest.My stomach churns because I know what this is. God, Ray, please.A lump settles in my throat, and I stare out at the yard. Everyone’s already gathered, music thumping loudly as they giggle and chatter.They don’t know what’s about to happen. They don’t know…my throat closes up.I push the door open and step out, marching down the yard.“Yo! VP!” Someone shouts, but I don’t reply.I need a fucking drink.My mind is a mess, thoughts spinning out of control. I make a beeline straight to the bar once I step in, and I’m thankful Lizzy isn’t here.I grab a glass, and on a second thought, I decide against it. The bottle will do.As I take a swig, I see Donovan.The stupid fucker I asked to pick Wren up.He’s striding down the stairs, typing on his phone.“Donovan!” I don’t yell, but my voice carries in the empty space and he stops in his tracks.His jaw ticks, an

  • 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,

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