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.

Title of the document

“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.

preparing myself to reject Zane’s offer. I wasn’t even allowed

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 I can’ t even trust my own

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

door to my bedroom.

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

are you doing here?” I yelled, sticking to the

now

my n*aked body with his hungry eyes. But that’s what confused him,

father’s simplest desires?”

this. He made a duplicate key to my room so he could come and

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

into my clothes and walked out of the

I was muttering and packing my clothes. I knew for a fact

wasn’t home. Once I was halfway downstairs, I heard some noises coming from the basement. A frown covered my forehead because I didn’t recall ever going into the basement. I stood on

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

and fell, making his way to the exit and finally

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