Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

315-Minutes Of Disgust

(This Chapter Includes Disturbing Acts)

Maura Despair:

I have been on my way back, but I didn't know it was going to be this hard. The bus fare was a lot, and I didn't have money. I had walked as much as I could on my feet, but now I was giving up.

’Zane hadn't returned my calls," I sighed as I sat on the side of the road and kept staring at my phone.

’He doesn't care about me," I mumbled, with tears in my eyes. I didn't know how else to get out of there until a car stopped in front of me and a guy rolled down the window.

'Want help?’ the guy asked, and I excitedly got up on my feet. Maybe he will be able to get me out of here.

’I am headed back home, but I don’t have money," I said, reaching for the window. The man was probably in his mid-forties but had maintained himself so well that he looked like a rich merchant.

After I gave him all the information about my pack, he stroked his chin and gave me a brief look.

’I can give you a lift back home because I am headed the same way. However, I am not sure if I can trust you," he finally said after giving it some thought.

’I am not a bad person,* I whispered, "I am from the alpha king's pack, and I know them too. I am friends with them," I didn't know how else to convince him. I have never been out like this before.

you in and you start threatening my life,"

that. I don't have any weapons on me," I claimed, but he shook

have to check

approach me. After getting an affirmation from me, he went through my bags and scattered everything around mercilessly. I

with his dirty shoe, but I needed his help to get out of this place, so

you—what if you are holding a weapon under your dress?" He said, gently stroking his lower lip and examining

I didn't know how else to respond to

will I give you a lift," he smacked his lips and tapped his foot on the ground, impatiently waiting for me to undress before his

me to take off my

I wrapped my arms around my

you a lift, so I need something in return,’ he didn't hide his urge to get pleasure

out to him, and I walked away from him as much as possible. I needed to call Zane and talk

my phone sticking to my ear and was pacing left and right, keeping my distance from the

when he finally answered my

do you keep blowing up my phone?" He sounded angry and exhausted toward me. I understood he wasn't having fun

come back home," I whispered, and

home now," he argued, but I shook my head as

insisted agitatedly, shaking while watching the man keep staring at me