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.

we cannot be together,” I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject

thought of running away from my house. I just didn’t know if I could trust Zane. If a father could

my head, 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

door to my bedroom.

the direction of the door. That’s when I spotted my father standing in my room and watching me with a

doing here?” I yelled,

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

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

father’s

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

crying when I heard the door being slammed shut. I fathomed he had left the

my clothes and walked out of the bathroom in

without me,” I was muttering and packing my clothes. I knew for a fact he will be gone for drinking so I could

looking around and making sure he 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

live 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

making his way to

dropped my bag and strolled in the direction of the