Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

215-Miss Naughty Calls Him Every N..

"How did it happen?" Akin pulled away from me and demanded an answer from my mother, who had been watching US with sparkles in her eyes. It was amusing to see her having no issue with our closeness anymore.

"You leave a beautiful girl at the mercy of some weirdos living in the fields. What outcome do you expect?" The way my mother put it, I knew she wanted to get out of there and wanted Akin's help in doing so.

Akin turned his face to me and looked at me with a quizzical stare.

They did it?* Akin asked, watching me nonstop for answers. I was going to respond to him when Pamela rushed out of the house with a fake smile on her lips.

Here!" She had a wet towel in her hand that she wanted me to dab on my bruise. "Your highness!" She pretended like she had no idea he was there.

"Did you or your son do this to her?" Akin turned to her, angrily yelling at her. My mother looked pleased with herself. She was certain Akin would come at this time of night for me, and it happened.

It was at this moment that I decided to expose Markus. Nov/ that Akin is here, it will be easy for me to bring the drawing to light and also expose him as a weirdo.

No! I was hitting my son when Beatrice got between us, and I accidentally hit her. I am so ashamed of myself for all that, but it was a genuine accident," Pamela lied, making me bob my head and grab the drawing to show it to her and see her reaction now.

While Akin was arguing with her and I was busy flattening the paper behind their backs, I was shocked to realize it wasn't the same drawing. However, the context of the drawing silenced me.

I stood in my spot and then shoved the paper back in my pocket. My heart was pounding; my breathing was irregular now.

I no longer wanted to accuse Markus, at least not right

hit my

who did this to you." Akin ignored

here," Mother voiced from behind Pamela, who was anxiously rubbing her palms and waiting for

of here. But did I want it?

I lied, closing my eyes and holding my face in my hands. I

t—," Akin whispered, but

am not

My mother wanted me to look her way, but I kept looking

sorry for dragging you here at this time, but next time when you get a call, don't come," I mumbled, not

to leave so that he could talk to me alone,

every two hours. You cannot take that away from me, Trice!’ His heavy voice and the nickname he had

his sudden decision made me frown at him, "I am talking about taking you out of here for a few hours. Just you and me in the car? It will be helpful for your bre—athing since this place is he began to fumble upon his

left with no choice but to nod and walk after him as he led me into the field to the road and sat me

promised, he started driving slowly on the dark

asked after clearing his throat, hinting at his

feeling better," I

you had a crush on me, I keep thinking