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.

be together,” I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject Zane’s offer. I wasn’t

if I could trust Zane. If a father could treat his daughter like that, anybody could. How

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

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 push back and

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

afraid. I’m just looking over my little daughter and admiring how beautiful she is now that she has grown up.” He whispered, taking a step into the bathroom but doing

let 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 my bathroom. I locked the door and blocked it with my body weight while I sobbed at the top of my

even take care of your father’s simplest desires?” He yelled from the other

cannot live like this. He made a duplicate key to my room so he could

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

into my clothes and walked out

will see how he survives 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

didn’t recall ever going into the basement. I stood on the staircase when my father suddenly appeared out of the basement. I hid away from

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

fell, making his way to the exit and finally leaving

before I dropped my