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 reject Zane’s offer. I wasn’t even allowed to be seen with

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

my head, I kept sobbing and standing under the water until I began to feel like I was being watched. It shouldn’t have

door to my bedroom.

I was 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

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

be afraid. I’m just looking over my little daughter and admiring how beautiful she is now that she has grown

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 out of

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

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

when I heard the door

into my clothes and walked

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

didn’t recall ever going into the basement. I stood

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

fell, making his way to the exit and finally leaving

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