Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

226-Let Him Fuck You.

Beatrice's POV:

"Don't worry about anything. As long as I am with you, nobody will hurt you," Zane said one last time

before saying goodbye.

I stood outside the house, watching him disappear into the field. Although I knew he would be safe, I

was worried for him.

After I convinced myself that the Alpha King didn't need me to safeguard him, I entered the house to

face Markus in the lounge.

Since Pamela had to sort everything out in the cafe, she has told me that she will be late.

I tried getting past Markus without interacting with him, but he was staying there for a reason.

"Why did you do that?" he asked, not raising his face from the pencil he was holding in his hands.

He was sitting on the sofa, not moving a muscle.

I tried imagining he wasn't talking to me, but when he suddenly raised his head and looked my way; I

knew for sure he was bothered by something.

"Your mom has left food for you in the refrigerator. Use a microwave to warm it up for yourself," I stated

instead of contributing to whatever topic he wanted US to talk about.

"Did you not feel ashamed of yourself?" he hissed, grunting angrily as he demanded an answer from

me.

"I don’t care what you are talking about, Markus. I don’t have time to listen to you,’ I grunted at him for

trying to spoil my mood. But I guess I angered him because he threw the pencil away aggressively and

got on his face to glare into my face.

"That's the problem. You don't listen. If only you listened and were obedient, you wouldn't be letting

someone fuck you in his car," he shouted, and it was only then that I realized he had watched US have

sex.

"Were you spying on US?" I yelled, feeling angry at my private space being invaded.

"You did it in public for all eyes to see, and now you are angry? Is that what you wanted? You wanted

people to see you naked, spreading your legs apart, and show them how good you are at sex so that

they could imagine you and probably pay to sleep with you." The shallow mind of this arrogant and

twisted fucker made me groan and lunge at him.

I slapped him so hard that he almost lost his balance.

He was quick enough to retrieve his posture and grab me by my arms to shove me in the wall and pin

me by force.

"LOOK IN MY EYES AND TELL ME YOU DON'T SEE THAT YOU BELONG TO ME?" he screamed at

the top of his lungs, scaring me into silence.

"My eyes! They will tell you the future," he muttered. ’I can see the future; I can see my future," he

hissed, digging his nails into my skin and not letting go.

"Let me go, Markus. You are hurting me!" I started panicking. He was aggressively shaking me to the

point that I couldn't even process what to do.

"What is going on over here?" My mom heard all the ruckus and ran out of the room to meet US. She

saw me turn my head to her and plead her through my eyes to save me from him.

"You fucking crazy prick! Get your hands off me, my daughter!" my mother screamed, attacking him to

set me free, but he grasped her hand and twisted it while clawing his other hand around my neck.

I don’t know what was happening to me, but I was so frightened that I didn't even move a muscle until I

heard a crack from my mother's arm.

"Fuck!" My mom's agonizing screams hit the roof, and he dropped her on the ground.

Something flipped inside me. Eventhough I was regularly taking my pills now, I felt a weird energy run

through my body.

It was as if Ace had woken up. I felt her presence while she examined the situation.

It was then that I held his hand and freed myself. He looked shocked, and so was I.

I didn't know I could beat him up with so many pills in my body.

"You asshole!" I yelled and punched him in the face, knocking him back.

Before I could land another punch on his face, I found Pamela entering the house and running between

US.

"You will not hurt my son," she threatened, showing me her angry glare.

"Your son is a psychopath. He hurt my mother, don't you see?" I screamed at her, kneeling beside my

mother and rubbing her back.

"He must have been triggered." Pamela had to steal her gaze when apologizing for his behavior. As

much as I wanted to pick a fight with them, I bit my tongue and decided to ignore them for now.

She grabbed her son and started walking into the kitchen while my mother got up and grunted.

"If only you had asked Akin to get you a new place, I wouldn't have suffered so much," she hissed at

me, making me roll my eyes.

"Don't give me that attitude, Missy," she muttered, fixing her dress so that she could leave and

transition.

"If you get in trouble with him again, I won’t come to save you," mom warned me.

"I didn't do anything. He was talking about sleeping with me," I muttered at my mother, trying to make

her understand why we got into such a heated argument in the first place.

"Then let him fuck you and be over with this. It's not like you have not slept with other so stop acting all

pure and decent," my mother hit me with her shoulder when walking past me.

I was shocked to hear her. As my eyes travelled to the kitchen, I saw the mother and son staring at me.

The way the two looked hopeful after my mother's words twisted a knot into my stomach.

He almost looked like was already considering as he whispered something in his mother's ears like a

plea and she nodded to him, reassuring him she will do as he is suggesting.