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

Chapter 214 – Touch Me Here!

“You wanna be dirty?” I bobbed my head in rage. I was already fuming at my mother, and now this has angered me even more. He shouldn’t have messed with me right now.

“Let me show it to your mother and tell her what kind of desires you have.” I tried grabbing the drawing out of his hands, but he pulled away from me in a hurry.

I began to fight for the drawing, but he kept protesting.

Title of the document

“WHY? Are you afraid now?” I was huffing and panting while trying my best to grab the paper out of his hands. He panicked and stepped back, knowing down the vase and creating noise.

His face turned pale when my bedroom door opened to reveal my mom and Pamela. They saw me leaning on him and trying to grab something from him.

“What is going on here?” Pamela rushed at me and grabbed my arm to pull me off her son.

“I was just being nice!” he started crying in a childish tone.

“Show your mother what you showed me so that she can also see how you were being nice,” I yelled at him.

He shuddered dramatically and hid in his mother’s arms.

the hug to shove her son behind her back and

you right while you are attacking my son,” Pamela howled, breathing like a bull and not breaking the stare from my face. My mom steadily made her way to stand beside

did something to piss off

does that mean you were at fault too when she was arguing with you?” I knew Pamela would use my arguments with my mother to define my character. “Your daughter just loves drama,”

perversion,” I shouted

since these people around me started to portray me in whatever light

What the hell is wrong with you?” She looked surprised that

what’s wrong with him?” I yelled at her, watching Markus hug his mother from

took a step ahead and glared

and I was Elex’s daughter,

and asking her questions. She looked petrified when her son started shaking

I yelled at

Pamela turned to him after eyeing me into silence and f*orc*ed a smile across her lips, “Sweetie! Is it true? Did you make a drawing

scoff at his mother for accusing me

in his pocket, tossing out some tiny pencils, rough pages,

she was speaking so highly of her

flattened the drawing and then raised her face

felt heat rushing like a tsunami. It was a drawing of a girl

pervert because of this?” she wheezed, attacking me out of the blue. I got hit with her punch on the neck, but then my mother blocked her.

might have blocked the airways because all I could do was wheeze. “M~o—m! I can’t breathe,” I couldn’t even