Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 412

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

Chapter 402 All Hail Queen Weredragon 

“Akin. Move your giant feet away,” I yelled as his feet reached my seat.

“That’s unfair. You have not left any space for me,” he complained, squirming as he tried adjusting his body in the front seats. I was lying peacefully in the backseat, and he was moving a lot in front. I get that he was a tall motherf*uc*ker, but I was devastated and had been going through a breakup. Indeed, peace and comfort were much needed.

“Stop moving,” I groaned, kicking his seat. “You think I have any space left to move?” He complained, throwing the empty cup of coffee at me.

“What the f*uc*k!” I got up and grabbed the water bottle to throw at him.

“No! Put it down. I don’t have a place to change my clothes, and—,” while he was warning me not to do it, I showered him with cold water.

“Thank you,” he stared at my face and then sighed exhaustedly, “you should have just told me that you wanted me to change in front of you,” he scoffed and moved his pumpkin head sideways.

“Get out of the car,” I kicked his seat again, and he pressed his lips tightly, walking out of the car to change. ‘We shouldn’t have done that,’ I realized very soon.

‘Why? I think we did the right thing. The only issue is that we should have asked him to change in front of us. I forgot what his d*ic*k looked like. Have we seen his d*ic*k out before?’ Ace shocked me with her shameless way of talking about him.

‘Ace! Please don’t make things awkward. I am not over the fact that I am never seeing Helel’s d*ic*k again. F*uc*k! What am I even saying?’ instantly covered my mouth and chalked it up to Ace’s company being spoiled.

‘Now, where did he go?’ I questioned myself and looked around. After a few minutes, he came out of the motel in blue jeans and a white shirt.

As he got inside the car, I straightened my back to apologize to him.

“I am sorry. You shouldn’t have pissed me off,” well, the wrong way of apologizing.

“Yeah. I shouldn’t have made you kick my seat and also throw water at me,” he was clearly joking, but I was too sad to even laugh at his jokes.

“Why don’t you take the backseat?” I hadn’t even finished offering him when he turned around in shock.

“No! I don’t think it is the right thing to do. I know you are angry at him and you want to get back at him, but —” as he began to yammer and the frown on my forehead began to grow, he stopped just to confirm he was headed in the right direction with this conversation. “You didn’t mean—?” he asked, and when I shook my head, he covered his face in his hands to escape my gaze, “ah! I am so sorry.”

“It is alright. I just don’t feel like sleeping, anyway. One of us should rest properly, so why don’t you sleep in the backseat while I sit in the passenger seat?” I suggested it, and after a few seconds’ silence, he agreed.

However, it didn’t quite happen like we expected. When he came to the backseat and I sat in the passenger seat, I started yammering my heart out to him.