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.

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

running 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

standing under the water until I began to feel like I was being watched. It shouldn’t have been so unsafe because I

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

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

is now that she has grown

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

can’t even take care of your father’s simplest desires?” He yelled

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

when I heard the door being slammed shut. I fathomed

clothes and walked out of the bathroom in

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 be

forehead because I didn’t recall ever

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

making his way to the exit and finally

my bag and strolled in the direction