Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 192 – The Devil In Disguise

Something told me I should know more about Markus. I watched him get up from the stairs and then disappear on the third floor. Pamela was not home, and my mother wouldn’t come out for hours. This wouldn’t be the first time that she had beaten me or threatened me with a knife, so it didn’t really affect me too much.

I wasn’t allowed to be on the stairs, but since no one was around, I followed Markus, and soon I was on the third floor with him. The third floor was drastically different from the first.

There was only room at the end of the dark hallway. The lamps were broken, and shattered glass was everywhere. I don’t know when it happened, but the spider webs gave away the truth.

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Walking through the hallway and reaching the bedroom was the scariest pathway I have ever followed. Once I pushed the door open, I found Markus sitting on the floor and holding a teddy bear.

I did a quick scan around and noticed all the drawings on the walls.

They seemed to be following a story. One could also see some chaos in the drawings.

“Do you like my room?” He suddenly lifted his head and asked me with a pout on his lips.

cozy,” I admitted

asked sweetly, tapping his hand on the cold

pointing my finger at the drawings hanging from the walls. After he nodded, I reached for one of the drawings and grabbed it.

dreams,” he said, forming a sad pout on

what this picture is about?” I turned the drawing to him and

tell you in your ear,” he whispered, making me

my ear. He leaned over and brought his lips near my ear, but then he

in his direction. It happened in a matter of seconds. By the time I

felt a tight grip around my arm and f*orc*e dragged me up on

thing with him?” Pamela was panting in shock and revolt. Even I was taken aback by the whole incident. It was

pointed at Markus, who was now hugging his teddy and shaking while crawling to the

didn’t like it,” he cried, making my jaw meet the floor. “What did you do? What were you doing to him?” Pamela’s anger was justified. Any mother would be angry, but I didn’t do anything.

him, and he acted as if he was so scared of me

should know what a horrible person you are.” Pamela kept my arm in her grasp and made me briskly walk after her as she took me downstairs. I raised my

even try getting out of Pamela’s hold. She shoved me into the room

such a tight grasp?” Mom rolled out of bed to check on me before