Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 172

Maura’s POV:

I was dragged back to home after dad left me all injured. He didn’t even let me take a breather and asked me to follow him home. The blood had dried up on my body, and my wounds were aching.

I basically crawled behind him. And since it was too dark, Dad got the benefit, and nobody spotted me in that state. Even if they had, they wouldn’t say a word. Nobody wanted to mess with my father, as he would make their lives hell.

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“Go change and cook for me,” dad said as soon as we entered the house.

I mustered all the strength I could to rush upstairs and shut my bedroom door.

“Ah!” I winced in pain when taking off my clothes and walking under the shower.

I knew only a shower could help calm my bruised body.

Zane. But we cannot be together,” I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject Zane’s

that I hadn’t thought of running away from my house. I just didn’t know if I could trust Zane. If a father could treat his daughter like that, anybody could. How can I

until I began to feel like I was being watched. It shouldn’t have

door to my bedroom.

father standing in my room and watching me with a nasty grin covering his lips. It was the horror of seeing

f*uc*k are you doing here?” I yelled, sticking to the corner

Don’t be afraid. I’m just looking over my little daughter and admiring how beautiful she is now that she has grown up.” He

out of here!” Not willing to let him in, I rushed and pushed him out. At this point, he could see my n*aked body with his hungry eyes. But that’s what confused him, and I was

father’s simplest desires?” He yelled from

with him. I cannot live like this. He made a duplicate key to my room so he could

screaming and crying when I heard the door being slammed shut. I fathomed he had left

into my clothes and walked

f*uc*k him and everything! I will see how he survives without me,” I was muttering and packing my clothes. I knew for a fact he will be gone for drinking so I could leave without getting caught. And by the time

I was halfway downstairs, I heard some noises coming from the basement. A frown covered my forehead because I didn’t recall ever going into the basement. I stood on the staircase when my father suddenly appeared out of the basement. I hid away from him while

was talking to himself. I could tell he was pretty drunk, but that didn’t matter to me. My entire attention

way to the

I dropped my bag and