"I don't feel so well," I complained as I rested my head against the bathtub.Wren chuckled. "Well, that's gonna happen after you chug an entire bottle of tequila. I did warn you I should mention."
"Fuck off," I said before kicking the empty tequila bottle across the floor, letting it roll to Wren's foot.
"Look, I'll offer you something I only offer my friends," Wren said as he looked at me. "So I'm your friend now?" I asked him and Wren smiled."Of course you are, we did spend the whole night chatting shit about others. This night has probably been the girliest night I have ever encountered. And that's saying something!" Wren exclaimed.
"Well, congradu-fucking-lations. Welcome to the girls, chatting shit, about other girls club. And how is that saying something? Did you have a bunch of sisters or something?" I asked him.
Wren shook his head. "Fuck no! I had 4 brothers. But I don't talk to them. They ran away from the family business long ago. Now it's only me, and I have to deal with the shit they left behind. But as I was saying, I've had a 5 some. I guess that's what it is called. Right?" Wren asked as he walked into the kitchen.
I got up from the bathroom floor and followed him."How in the fuck did you lay down 4 girls at the same time? I mean look at you, you aren't that good looking." I asked him and Wren fake laughed and rolled his eyes.
"Very funny, but to be honest. I do think they did it because I'm rich. I had my Ferrari with me, and whenever I do drive with it, I do seem to catch some tail." Wren said."How have I not notice how much of a player you are? I mean we met at a fucking party, had amazing sex, then we never talked again?"
"It's called faces, love. I have to make myself seem less of an asshole to get some girls to sleep with me. Especially the emotionally damaged ones.""Fuck you! I am not emotionally damaged!" I said.Wren chuckled. "I am not talking about you."
"I meant other girls. You are something else, I haven't seemed to figure you out yet. Maybe you are the type for a friend with benefits. Or a fling that goes on for a few months. But either way, I don't see you as the relationship type." Wren stated.
"Who says I'm not? Maybe I could be a huge romantic and love to be in a long term relationship. Maybe I am just looking for my prince charming, and I haven't found him yet." I asked him."Well if that is true, then I don't think we should have sex, like ever again. I don't like sleeping with the 'prince charming' girls. They are quite clingy. Especially to richer guys like me."
"Whatever, I don't think I could ever actually be a romantic type of person. Unless I truly met the love of my life, which I don't think will ever happen. Nobody could live in the world that I live in. Only the horrible men that are already in there, but they are all horrible monsters. " I said as I sat down at the kitchen island.
"You know, you've been talking about this 'horrible world' of yours. But what do you mean? Is your family like some rich family and your parents don't give you enough love?" Wren asked and I shook my head.
"I'm not really aloud to say."
"Why?"
"You'd probably never talk to me again, and according to my father, it's very dangerous. Especially if I somehow tell my enemy who I am. Then they could hurt me."
"Enemies? Hurt you? Come on Beverly, you have to tell me. I'm getting worried. What type of world do you live in with horrible monster men, where it's always dangerous? It sounds like your apart of the mob or something." Wren asked me. He did seem to be getting worried.
I hope I can trust him. If not, I will have to do what I have to do. Even if we are now friends. Sometimes you have to do horrible things to save your own skin."I sorta am," I admitted. I looked at him and Wren didn't say anything. Not even his facial expression changed.
Wren chuckled. "You're joking, right? This is some sorta sick joke, did my father put this up to you?" Wren asked me, getting up from the seat.I shook my head quickly. "No, no. I'm not joking or lying. My father is a gang leader or mob leader, or whatever you want to call it. I live this horrible shitty gang life where my life is threatened every single fucking day!" I said trying to get him to believe me.
"I swear, we are just meant to be friends," Wren said as he poured a green liquid into a cup."What do you mean?" I asked him."Well, I somewhat live in the same world as you. My father is too a mobster or gang leader, or whatever you want to call it." Wren said mocking me.
"Fuck off Wrennly. I don't need you lying to me to make me feel better." I said."I'm not though! I am a mobsters son, I guess more heir. Like I said earlier, I have to take over my father's horrible business." Wren said.Now it was all making sense. It must be true. He had brothers, which would have taken over, but since they left, because of how horrible it was, the position now goes to Wrennly.
My eyes widened. "Holy fuck, maybe us knowing each other is actually a good thing!" I said smiling."Someone who can finally understand me!"Wren chuckled. "But you do know that our parents can't know we are seeing each other, or more or less screwing. I don't know how they would react, but I definitely know mine would not be pleased."
"Agreed."
"So, do you really have to take over since your brother's left?" I asked him and Wren nodded."Shit Wren, that has to suck. I'm sorry that you're being forced to do something you don't want to. It's kinda like my situation, but I only have to do it because I'm my father's only child.""It does suck, but I really have no other choice. But how does your thing work? I didn't know women could run, at least not without a man by her side. I'm not saying they can't, but I didn't know those sexist men who run the mobs would actually let a woman run."
"Technically I'm not taking over. I will somewhat run it, but I think my father is going to merge me with another family." I said sadly."You mean a forced marriage?" Wren asked surprised. I nodded. I took the green drink from him and took a sip of it.Gross, it tasted like goat piss."Shit Bev, I'm so fucking sorry. That's horrible. I wish I could help." Wren said."Well it's not 100% yet, but I do think it's going to happen," I said.Wren looked at me. "Wanna go take out minds off of this shitty night?" Wren asked smirking.I nodded. I got up from the chair and we both walked into his bedroom. "Probably one of the best ways to keep our minds off of this shitty world we live in," I said before slamming my lips against his.
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Rival Lovers (Completed)
Romance"We can't do this," I told Wren. "Fuck them. If they find out, who cares? We belong together." Wren told me. "I'm sorry, I can't do this. " I told him before doing something horrible.
