Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 87 – I Am Not That Timid

The big guy turned around and pointed the k*nife at me. “She is your friend who has come to help you.” He let out a cackle, scaring me with his gigantic physique.

“Get behind him now!” the man yelled, waving the k*nife at me and gesturing for me to go behind the guy. I did as he said and rushed behind the guy.

“Now give me that pendant!” As the man demanded, I tilted my head to see what had intrigued this man into a*s*saulting the young boy.

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He was wearing an epic feather pendant with diamonds shining in them. It obviously caught the attention of the man.

“I cannot take it off,” the boy tried explaining as he held the feather in his palm.

“If you don’t, I will cut your head off your body and grab the pendant,” the man grunted at him as he looked around in fear of getting caught. He reeked of alcohol and drugs, too. Having a k*nife in such a case seemed like a deadly combination.

“Give him the damn pendant,” I whispered, and the guy got up on his feet to stand beside me.

it off.” His green eyes deepened as he

that,” I uttered back at him, shaking as I regretted coming out

my skin to

no choice,” said the big guy, who didn’t seem to back off either. He wanted the diamonds, and he was here

of me was triggered when I smelt the cinnamon scent even more strongly this time. My eyes travelled to the young guy’s blood, and I noticed

like that before. It was as if he was bleeding diamonds. The big guy’s eyes shimmered as he noticed the boy was too occupied by holding her hand in the wounded

something rose inside me. I found my body acting up and my hands dropping the bag. Without giving it another thought, I rushed

that didn’t happen. The man flew across the street and landed far away from us. I was breathing and glaring at his image from afar, ready to strike

in fright and bolting out of our sight.

groaned

have stayed behind to thank us,’ Ace’s voice al- most scared me. I needed to get used to seeing her whenever she

did that?’ I asked her, and she remained silent in response, ‘How did you manage to throw away such a

was only bigger than his

was then panic struck me, ‘Oh My God! If you are awake, he

then shove as

to dump it in my throat, but the fear of walking among the streets alone with an angry big guy roaming around threatened

“Beatrice!”

belonged