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.

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party. This is the school’s one. You are only giving her a ride,” Vasquez argued with Zane, who finally looked my way and

to his friend’s Halloween party?” Zane asked, and when his father nodded at

Vasquez ordered, and she didn’t object this time. I wasn’t feeling like eating anything anyway, so I excused myself and walked out of the

messaged me or let me know why he was leaving,” I was talking to myself while holding my phone in my hands and brainstorming any reason I could

decided, typing a quick text

I heard from my mom that

when I stared at the screen. He didn’t read my message,

beside me. He was hunching over the white statue in

has a party?” I

Do you have a costume?” he asked, and I bobbed my head at him. He was

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

faintly nodded, making

you guys caught the bad guys,” he asked again,

corrected him, trying to avoid talking about last

asked, and my body got covered in

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

tonight for the party?” His questions were pretty normal-sounding, but the way he would raise his

believing me when

be there?” I