Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 496

Chapter 486 Poisonous Bite (Beatrice Dismay)

He stared into space and steadily cleaned his face before he grasped my hair from the back of my head and stretched my neck back.

“I am not that Flynn who used to tolerate all your bulls*hit actions. You dare insult again, and I will f*uc*k you until all the arrogance comes out of

you. You hear me?” He hissed, yanking my head and making me close my eyes to silently swallow the pain.

“Ah!” He suddenly changed his tone and grinned, bringing his face closer to mine.

“What do you want?” I asked angrily. He brought me here to chitchat with me? “You know how lonely I felt when I woke up and found out that my dear mother had been brutally killed?” he hissed, his eyes shining with pain.

“Lady Varisha—,” before I could say anything, he hushed me into silence. Now I get what was going on. He was angry at the loss of his mother.

through tears. “Your mate killed my mother.

through my chest, but I wasn’t even done mourning her when I found out that my dear sister Dream! She was killed right under everyone’s nose, and nobody even tried convicting her killers. Zane walked around like an almighty

in my life, I felt bad for him. Losing a family is not easy. And sadly, he lost most of his family while he was in a coma. However,

always wrong, even now, when

is still wandering around while you have me in your captivity,” I tried making a point, but the way he cleaned his tears and laughed with himself, I

do to cause him pain. I couldn’t come up with anything since the white dagger is out of the question, too. Then I thought about hurting his family, but it was in vain. He killed his own brother. He doesn’t give a f*uc*k about them. I was meeting dead ends, after dead ends until your face popped into my memory. I

kill him instantly when he will

He had gone crazy.

and forced my face closer, his eyes on my l*ips before he suddenly tried crashing them against mine. I was quick enough to

only thing that came to my mind was to make

and aid them. I spat his blood on the side while he groaned and wandered around, rubbing the tissue on his l*ips. “What the f*uc*k is wrong with you?” he yelled aggressively, “still strolling around and probably

us; it was definitely the perfect time for her to see

little pause before her

the right question to the wrong person. She should ask me what he