Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 387

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

Chapter 387 – 20 Girls In His Bed

Igor Havoc:

Two weeks had passed, and I was kind of digging into these new world changes. Everything has advanced so much in only twenty years.

“That is the latest version of cellphone,” my man appeared to offer me a cellphone that he basically got after robbing the various shops.

But I wasn’t a mean person. I had robbed these things for not only me but for my people too.

“Did you distribute the others among my people?” I asked, and Vincent nodded.

“Don’t worry, we are not doing anything wrong. They trapped us here and deprived us of all these beautiful years. Now we are just getting back what belongs to us,” I shrugged, watching my tattoos look incredibly good whenever I left the shirt open.

“I am thinking about starting a new trend like those teens on those apps. No shirts for men,” I said as I praised my abs and my incredibly beautiful physique.

“That sounds well. My lord! What about—her?” he asked, reminding me of my mate.

“I saw her pictures on TV and on the internet. She is s*e*xy. I am so happy my mate is beautiful,” I smiled just at the thought of dragging her in the bed and under me. Her body looks so voluptuous. If only she had any n*udes out there.

“I would poke the world out before anybody saw them,” my mood suddenly changed when I realized if her n*udes were on the internet, everybody would be watching her.

“Igor!” Vincent patted my arm to drag me out of my thoughts, “are you talking to things again?” He looked disappointed in me.

The issue was simple, my dragon was silent, so I had an issue with communication within. I would usually talk about objects and my subjects of interest the most.

“I am fine,” I answered.

“Lady Melanie was asking about the guest, and why is the hallway locked from the last two weeks?” he asked suspiciously.

“Oh! Shit!” as I cursed, Vincent knew I had caused chaos again.

“She is dead in the bed. I bet her body must have started the process of decomposition. It must be very smelly over there,” I said with an upturned nose, and then remembered something else,

“Oh, and I found Beatrice’s pendant from her bag. I know how to lure back my beloved, s*e*xy, curvy mate.”