Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 52 – Hard To s*tri*p?

“Beatrice! Why aren’t you eating your breakfast?” Mom growled, pushing the plate near me once again. My energy went down after I heard about Maddox’s departure. It opened doors for many questions and fears of mine. What if he didn’t like doing anything with me? But that can’t be it, or else he would not have asked me to come to meet him in the living room. What about him wanting to f*uc*k me? Could it be that he got upset because I didn’t let him do it after getting pleasure from him twice? But that can’t be it, because my mother did arrive when I said I could feel her nearby.

We were lucky that I stopped him, or else I wouldn’t be sitting here, getting f*orc*ed to eat.

“Zane! You have a Halloween party at school?” Lord Vasquez’s mention of him made me lift my face and watch Zane enter the room to feast with us. He was wearing a white shirt and looking devilishly handsome.

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“Yeah! Because the majority of the students had been traumatized by the earthquake, the school decided to throw a Halloween party for us in the open air.” Zane answered, picking up a piece of toast and buttering it nicely.

“Is it tonight?” Vasquez asked, and he nodded, filling himself with a glass of juice and taking a huge sip out of it. He hadn’t spared me a glance so far.

“Why don’t you take Beatrice with you?” As soon as Vasquez suggested that, Zane spat out the drink and coughed.

“What?” he asked his father through coughs.

“Calm down. Why are you rushing? It is not like it is going to run away from you,” Vasquez probably didn’t get why his son reacted so aggressively.

He continued to complain, watching Mrs. Brown clean the table and give him a napkin to clean

her to his personal party. This is the school’s one. You are only giving

party?” Zane asked, and when his father nodded at him, he

she didn’t object this time. I wasn’t feeling like eating anything anyway, so I

to myself while holding my phone in my hands and brainstorming any reason I could find to help myself not

I should text him,” I decided, typing

Hey. I heard from my mom that you left. Is everything

screen. He didn’t read my message,

beside me. He was

party?” I asked, deliberately averting his

costume?” he asked, and I bobbed my

ask me that. There was a little smirk on his lips as if he was already thinking something crazy had

I faintly nodded, making it seem less

guys caught the bad guys,” he asked again,

trying to avoid talking about

else?” he asked, and my body

returned home.” I had to look away from him when answering him

were pretty normal-sounding, but the way he would raise his brow every time he finished asking

not believing me when I

“Flynn will be there?” I asked him before he could ask