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 myself to reject Zane’s offer.

wasn’t 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

those thoughts in my head, I kept sobbing and standing under the water until I began to feel like I was being watched. It

door to my bedroom.

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

you doing here?” I yelled, sticking

my little daughter and admiring how beautiful she is now that she has grown up.” He whispered, taking

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

father’s simplest desires?” He yelled from the

off!” I screamed, giving up on staying with him. I cannot live like this. He made a

when I heard the door being

walked out of the bathroom in

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 he comes home, I will

A frown covered my forehead because I didn’t recall

cannot just live here and 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 doing there, and what did he

to the exit and

minutes before I dropped my bag and strolled in