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

Chapter 233 – Sharing Too Much.

“You didn’t think about my offer?” Pamela asked me as we made our way on the road to the cafe. It’s been a few days since that conversation, and she hasn’t stopped hinting about how serious she is when talking about her son to me.

Today was the day when she finally asked me upfront.

“I am not doing that; I said without sugarcoating it. I noticed her bothersome cough, but she didn’t say much about it.

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My mother had rea*s*sured me she would find something that would help us, but then later she told me there was nothing in his bags. I found it a little odd because if he had his sidechick’s picture right on top of everything, I wonder what he was hiding underneath it.

“I will be leaving an hour before the closing time today,” I said, feeling my muscles ache. Ever since we left the mansion, I have been taking my pills regularly. And the time has arrived when I noticed I was going to run out of pills very soon. I tried my level best to remain calm, but it seems like it won’t be long before I will have to beg my mother to get us those pills.

abruptly shut down my request, saying, “I am done doing favors for you.” She muttered as she hastened to make sure we were not walking together. I have never seen someone this petty. Now that I have told her in clear words that I don’t want to give pleasure to her son, she has planned to make my life miserable and make things difficult for me. She was the first one to enter the cafe, and by the time I slowly made my way into the

to sell her body to someone

turning around to see Maura looking at me

to do that, she expressed, sitting on the floor and pulling

the cold floor?” I inquired, sitting beside her. “Oh, wow! It is cold,” I commented, feeling chills

knew she had been

You know you can share your worries with me, right?” I gently held her hand to comfort her. From everything she had told me about herself and her childhood, I couldn’t

broken souls,

something that I have kept in my heart and haven’t been able to share with anyone,” she uttered, almost as if she were frightened of me. The way she slid her hand out

you in trouble?” I asked, and she

judge you for it,” I said, meaning my words. Only if she

tell me if you would not judge me if I will tell you that my mother was a weredragon?” she looked me straight in the eye as she questioned. I would be lying if I said my soul didn’t leave my body over there for a minute. It was too much shock for me, but

from me, “I befriended Colt and cared about him. I know the weredragons are not evil creatures,” I rea*s*sured her, feeling like I had someone of my kind. It was a feeling of pleasure, but also a concern. Does that mean she is also a weredragon? But I have never seen