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.

I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to

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

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

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

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

she is now that she has grown up.” He whispered, taking a step into the

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 sobbed at the

father’s simplest desires?” He yelled

on staying with him. I cannot live like this. He

be my father, a father would never look at his daughter like that.” I was screaming and crying when I heard the door being slammed shut. I fathomed he had left

my clothes and walked out of the

and packing my clothes. I knew for a fact he will be gone for drinking so I could leave without getting caught. And

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 him lock the basement door and then fix his

here and act like they own the place,” he was talking to himself. I could tell he was pretty drunk,

making his way to the exit

my bag and strolled in