Chapter 13. Cheap Whore

Wren POV

“You should apologize too, Ezra,” I say, skillfully avoiding the question he asked.

He raises a brow. “Apologise for what?”

With a huff, I stand.

He doesnt move away like I thought he would. But really, this is Ezra we’re talking about… he wouldn’t move.

“Really?” I cross my arms, cheeks flushing. “For spanking me, Ezra.”

He chuckles, a low rumble in his throat. “There’s nothing to be sorry for, Birdie.”

“So you think it’s appropriate to spank me?”

“When you act like a child, you get treated like one.” He shrugs.

I scoff, baffled. “You hit me, Ezra. You preach about my ex fiancé hitting me, but you just turn around and do the same.”

His face darkens, bloody fingers roughly cupping my chin. “Don’t you ever—” he hisses, “compare me to that bastard.”

I swallow, throat tight at the seriousness in his tone.

“Besides,” he smirks. “I’d bet my left nut you loved it. The same way you loved watch