Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 25 – The Hot Brothers

After Zane left without considering my feelings, I was pretty much left with no option but to stand at the door and look at my dark room.

“I cannot even ask Helel for help now. I declined his help yesterday so brutally that even if I ask him now, he will not come to help me,” I let out a sigh and shook my head at myself for not talking to Helel about why I didn’t let him in last night. I guess I relied too much on Zane.

But that was the thing. I don’t know how and what he did, but he managed to tame me according to his beliefs.

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“I will go sleep in the living room,” I decided as if being in a living room would do me any good. I couldn’t even walk over to my bed to grab my pillow. Once I had successfully left my room and walked over to the living room, I sat down on the couch while looking around suspiciously.

“What was I thinking? This place looks even scarier,” I whispered to myself as I stared at the enormous windows.

“Maybe I will watch some TV and that will help me?” I said, looking for the remote controller when my eyes landed on a shadow approaching the living room.

even wait for the terror to sink in and let out the loudest yelp ever. My hands were flying to my mouth as I watched the shadow turn into a figure and the figure

It was Akin in black shorts and a black shirt. I had never seen him without

looked around and came up with an excuse after my eyes landed on the TV before

TV?” He raised his perfectly thick brow and tapped his foot on the floor while waiting

are afraid of sleeping in your room. But how long can you continue doing that?” He walked over to the

do it, I just cannot. I fail miserably.” I sat decently because my shorts were way

he questioned, and I shook my head, “I have some work pending, so I will be staying up all night. Go to sleep. I will work here and keep an eye out for any monsters for you.” He casually said it

showed care. He wouldn’t carry any expressions on his face, but his

than just his stuff.

then cover me with the blanket. He sat down, and soon he was working. I couldn’t help but lie down and keep staring at him. Watching

many abs he has. Must be 8.

safe to say I felt like a child that night. I didn’t even

and I woke up at the sound of the big clock striking 8 a.m. from the corner of the living room. Akin was still sitting on the sofa with his head resting on his back, his legs spread, and his arms comfortably resting on the sides. He must have fallen asleep here after finishing work, and, because he had promised to

so he only saw Akin. “Did you sleep here tonight?” he continued to ask Akin, who raised his