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.

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

trust Zane. If a father could treat his

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

door to my bedroom.

standing in my room and watching

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

Don’t be afraid. I’m just looking over my little daughter and admiring how beautiful she is now that she has grown up.” He whispered, taking

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 body weight while I sobbed at

take care of your father’s simplest desires?” He

I cannot live like this. He made a duplicate key

at his daughter like that.” I was screaming and crying when I

slipped into my clothes and walked out

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 be long

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

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 mean by one of

tripped and fell, making his way to the exit and

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