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.

am sorry, Zane. But we cannot be together,” I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject Zane’s offer. I wasn’t even allowed to

trust Zane. If a father could treat his daughter like that, anybody could. How can I trust Zane when I

to feel like I was being watched. It shouldn’t have been so unsafe because I had shut and locked

door to my bedroom.

That’s when I spotted my father standing in my room and watching me with a nasty grin covering his lips. It was the horror of seeing him

doing here?” I

over my little daughter and admiring how beautiful she is now that she

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 able to kick him out of my bathroom. I locked the door and blocked it with my body weight while I

even take care of your father’s simplest desires?” He

him. I cannot live like this. He made a duplicate key to my room so he could come and go whenever he

when I heard the

slipped into my clothes and walked out of

leave tonight. 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

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 watching

place,” he was talking to himself. I could tell he was pretty drunk, but that

fell, making his way to the exit

motionless for another few minutes before I dropped my bag and strolled in