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.

shower, preparing

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 trust Zane when

my head, I kept sobbing and standing under the water until I began to feel like

door to my bedroom.

compelled to turn around and look in the direction of the door. 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 that made me push back and cover my

f*uc*k are you doing here?” I yelled,

is now that she

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 sobbed at the

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

giving up on staying with him. I cannot live like this. He made a duplicate key

look at his daughter like that.” I was screaming and crying when I heard the door being slammed shut. I fathomed he had left the room after he

slipped into my clothes and walked out of the bathroom in

see how he survives without me,” I was muttering and packing my clothes. I knew for a fact he will

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.

act like they 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

making his way to the exit

for another few minutes before I dropped my bag and strolled in the direction of