Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

273-My Head On Your Shoulder.

'Are you okay?" he asked in heavy breaths after that car quickly changed sides and we didn't crash.

Even after the car had passed and we had parked near the road in the new minutes, I sat silently in my seat with my eyes wide open.

'I guess,' I whispered, wondering what was going on with our lives. It was as if, after leaving the mansion, I hadn't slept in peace.

He resumed the journey, and soon we were outside a small house. Just staring at it, I felt like I was going to be very lonely now.

'Hotel or house?" he asked, not getting out of the car. I knew what he meant. This would be my home forever.

'Anything will do," I said, lowering my head and gently holding my hand.

'I thought maybe I will ask you this before taking a decision for you. Why don't you come back to the Spade Mansion again? Dad doesn't own that place anymore. He will have no right to tell you to leave. You are our mate and we —he was sweetly talking when I shook my head and silenced him.

I don't want to go back there,* I said, turning my face to the other side and looking outside the window. I remember how horrible Vasquez is. And the fact that they fed my brother to their baby would be another issue. I cannot stand them.

'I guess I will be fine here.* I then forced a smile onto my lips and got out of the car. I didn't plan to stick around for too long, anyway.

I had a place, a home, that needed me. Now that I knew I was a princess, I felt like I needed to rescue my people. There was so much that happened in that house and in those fields that I needed a moment to absorb my new identity.

rolled out of the car after me and walked up to the door to unlock it. I noticed the house had only

Perfect!

too many

the end of the living room with an attached bathroom and a kitchen at the other corner. It was a modern home, and the view outside the bedroom was worth dying for. It was

the couch in the living room, ‘I will clean this up for you," I didn’t let him refuse to take my help and grabbed a wet towel and sat down

said, instantly covering the wound with

genuine laugh and then let me. I dabbed the towel gently on his abs, sitting way too close to

am unable to heel quickly, but I know for a fact it isn't limited to that only. It is as if

with you, but sometimes taking a little help doesn't cause

hand and massaged his thumb over

I gulped, the silence

asked without raising my eyes from

body on the couch, pulling himself

I rolled my eyes when I

shook his head, making me look up and into his eyes, ’I am keeping myself for someone."

pulling a cushion into

was extremely

the