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.

am sorry, Zane. But we cannot be together,” I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject Zane’s offer. I wasn’t even allowed to be seen

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 daughter like that, anybody could. How can I trust

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.

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 of seeing him that made me push back and cover

you doing here?” I yelled, sticking to the corner and

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

his hungry eyes. But that’s what confused him, and I was able to kick him out of my bathroom. I locked the

take care of your father’s

staying with him. I cannot live like this. He made a duplicate key to my room so he could come

cannot 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.

and walked out

packing my clothes. I knew for a fact he will be gone for drinking so

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

he was talking to himself. I could tell he was pretty drunk, but that didn’t matter to me. My entire attention was

tripped and fell, making his way to the exit and finally leaving

few minutes before I dropped my bag and strolled