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Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 172

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.

“I am sorry, Zane. But we cannot be together,” I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject Zane’s offer. I wasn’t even allowed to be seen with him.

It wasn’t that I hadn’t thought of running away from my house. I just didn’t know if I could trust Zane. If a father could treat his daughter like that, anybody could. How can I trust Zane when I can’ t even trust my own father?

With those thoughts in my head, I kept sobbing and standing under the water until I began to feel like I was being watched. It shouldn’t have been so unsafe because I had shut and locked the

door to my bedroom.

However, I was compelled to turn around and look in the direction of the door. That’s when I spotted 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 cover my body with my hands.

“What the f*uc*k are you doing here?” I yelled, sticking to the corner and sobbing.

“What? Don’t be 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 it sneakily.

“Get the f*uc*k out of here!” Not willing to 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 lungs.

“You can’t even take care of your father’s simplest desires?” He yelled from the other side.

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