Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

214-Touch Me Here!

"You wanna be dirty?" I bobbed my head in rage. I was already fuming at my mother, and now this has angered me even more. He shouldn't have messed with me right now.

"Let me show it to your mother and tell her what kind of desires you have." I tried grabbing the drawing out of his hands, but he pulled away from me in a hurry.

I began to fight for the drawing, but he kept protesting.

"WHY? Are you afraid now?" I was huffing and panting while trying my best to grab the paper out of his hands. He panicked and stepped back, knowing down the vase and creating noise.

His face turned pale when my bedroom door opened to reveal my mom and Pamela.

They saw me leaning on him and trying to grab something from him.

"What is going on here?" Pamela rushed at me and grabbed my arm to pull me off her son.

"I was just being nice!" he started crying in a childish tone.

"Show your mother what you showed me so that she can also see how you were being nice,’ I yelled at him.

He shuddered dramatically and hid in his mother's arms.

What do you want from my son?* Pamela broke the hug to shove her son behind her back and question me.

Here I'm arguing with your mother to treat you right while you are attacking my son," Pamela howled, breathing like a bull and not breaking the stare from my face.

My mom steadily made her way to stand beside me.

did something to

were at fault too when she was arguing with you?" I knew Pamela

daughter just loves

son loves perversion," I shouted after I had

started to portray me

with you?" She looked surprised

for me, so why don't you ask him what’s wrong with him?’ I yelled at her, watching Markus hug his mother from the back and act

drawing my daughter?’ Mom took a step ahead and glared

true and I was Elex's daughter, then this was just

mother what you drew of me," I demanded, bobbing

her son started

I

silence and forced a smile across her lips, "Sweetie! Is it true? Did you make a

at his mother for accusing me instead

pulled her hand out for him, and he searched for it in his pocket, tossing out some tiny pencils, rough pages, and other stuff until he finally grabbed it and took it

would react to it since she was speaking so highly of her son, as if she knew for

the drawing and then raised her face to look at me

around, my body felt heat rushing like a

a drawing of a

my son a pervert because of this?" she wheezed, attacking me out of the blue. I got hit with her punch on

you fucking raise your hand at my daughter?’ my mother yelled while I dropped to

airways

I can’t br-------- eathe," I couldn't even hear my own

My mother let her go so that she