Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 172

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.

be together,” I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject Zane’s offer. I wasn’t

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

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.

you doing here?” I yelled, sticking

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

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

of your father’s

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

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

clothes and walked out of

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 he

some noises coming from the basement. A frown covered my forehead because I didn’t recall ever going into the basement. I

own the place,” he was talking to himself. I could tell he was pretty drunk, but that didn’t matter to me. My entire attention was on the basement and what he was doing

to the exit

for another few minutes before I dropped my

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