Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 9 – Nobody Cares!

“Your first lesson will be to stand on one foot without touching the ground at all for two hours,” he said after a minute’s pause. I stared into his face, expecting he would burst out laughing and say he was joking. But that didn’t happen. He was serious. I had to ignore his comments from before and prepare my mind for a workout, and this is what he was doing now.

“How is that a training session?” For someone too shy, I wasn’t too silent. Once I got to live somewhere, I got too comfortable. I lacked the basic mannerisms, I’ll admit to that.

However, I was hoping not to expose myself too quickly.

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I was not a bad person, just had a lousy mouth.

“It will teach you patience,” he added, gesturing at my foot to raise it.

“Now get on your feet; I’m starting the timer.” He didn’t even give me a moment to disagree with him and started the timer. The reflex worked, and before I knew it, I was on one foot.

Nobody Career I do believe he was exaggerating by making it two hours for a newbie, but that came from the pettiness.

to make me realize I shouldn’t

foot up

already shaking and failing to keep my balance. It felt off as if a tall tree was dancing in the wind. I couldn’t keep it together after that

from his phone and roll his eyes

first time,” I said without giving him

and basic workouts are not what we talk about. We talk about inner peace and patience, along with strength. Sadly enough, you lack all of those,” he was talking while using his eyebrows to express his emotions. His face

to train me anymore?” I asked in a defeated tone, getting on my feet and sweeping my

for a moment before saying, “It means we will have to put extra energy

the morning after I finish the sessions with my other

I stood in my spot for a moment before I rushed

was odd and a bad idea, but I wanted to know him. Walking into the kitchen, I stood across the counter whilst he pretended to

interrupting his peace. He cleared his throat, fixing his silver tie and then adjusting his black coat

have my brother’s name in your mouth?” He turned to face me and then leaned ahead to rest his hands on

I was the reason he left,” I lied. My whole

had a very melodic voice, but it was also very deep and heavy. I gulped when

do you want me to do?” I

back to your room and don’t try to communicate with us. Don’t try to act like we are siblings. We are not. Your mother is never even going to get

mom.” I used his father’s words to convey the message to him, and he took it well. In fact, he lowered his face and let out