Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 3
Chapter 573 – Ten Second’s S*ex! (Beatrice)
“Are you satisfied now?” he murmured into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “What are you talking about? You’re being so inappropriate,” I stammered, my hands trembling as they rose into fists. I dared not move a muscle, fearing his t*ouch would draw too near.
“Oh, is the little cutie scared?” he leered, leaning closer to scrutinize my face, when suddenly I heard someone calling for him, and he hastily backed away.
“Zane!” I sprang off the trash can as his brother arrived. “What were you doing?” Helel’s gaze bore into us, questioning our connection.
“It’s not what it looks like,” I rushed to explain, though I shouldn’t have cared what this random jerk thought.
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“Hush!” Helel snapped at me, growling like a wild animal.
“Sorry, we got carried away. I didn’t think a quick chat would take so long,” Zane remarked, somehow making it sound like we were doing something more intimate.
Helel turned to me, his nose wrinkling in disgust as he judged me. “In the middle of the road and on a trash can?” He didn’t even bother hiding his disbelief that a girl would just jump into his brother’s lap like that.
“No! That’s not true,” I tried to stomp my feet, but Helel glared at me again. “I’m not talking to you, and I don’t care where my brother took you. I just don’t want him to do it in public and be seen with someone like you,” his f*inger jabbed towards my face, highlighting our class difference.
I should have kept explaining and denied any involvement with his brother, but the way he framed those words made me so angry that I just nodded, adding another mistake to my tally.
“Huh! It’s not like your brother took his time. It was only a ten-second mistake,” I shrugged, watching Zane narrow his eyes and almost lunge towards me to stop me from leaving and confront me.
However, his brother restrained him by the arm and pulled him back. “We don’t have time for this. You can toy with her later,” Helel hissed, “Everyone is waiting for you at the dinner table.” I caught just
a fragment of their heated conversation as I entered the building.
I couldn’t help but notice Helel’s judgmental tone towards his brother. Perhaps it was because they had been waiting for him while he was busy bullying a teenager? But there was something peculiar about their interaction, or maybe I was just overthinking.
Back in my apartment, I waited for my mother’s arrival. I was supposed to meet the manager of the cafe where I was planning to work with Gloria. She had aced her interview and secured the job. She had spoken to the manager about me, and he had asked me to come meet him a little after 8 p.m.
I knew those hours catered to the elites or anyone willing to splurge on overpriced drinks.
The Café transformed into a bar after 8 p.m.
I knew my mother would initially object, but I desperately needed this job; otherwise, she would exhaust herself working multiple jobs. I worried about her well-being.
“How was your day?” I inquired as my mom sighed and entered the apartment, looking visibly tired.
“I’m good. Did you eat dinner?” Mom continued to remove her shoes and then pulled out a cupcake from her bag for me. I nodded appreciatively and took the cupcake from her hands. My mother was the best thing that ever happened to me.
“Here, you take half,” I quickly cut it in half and offered her a piece.
“Aren’t you getting ready for bed?” Mom asked as she settled on the couch, releasing a deep breath.
“Remember that job I told you about? I have an interview in an hour,” I muttered, feeling awkward as my mother initially froze before turning to look at me. I could sense she was waiting for me to say I was joking, but when I didn’t, she shook her head to dismiss the idea.
“Mom, please,” I insisted, moving closer to her.
“Listen to yourself, Beatrice. He wants you to come at this time for an interview? What kind of job is that?” Mom raised her voice when I didn’t heed her initial objection.
“But you agreed before,” I pouted. I really needed to land this job and do it for her. She had been under so much pressure that her life had become solely about earning money. She barely had time for herself. In fact, I wanted her to spend time doing things she enjoyed, even dating and finding happiness.
“Because I thought you were working at a cafe. Had I known it was a bar, I would have said no already,” Mom’s voice remained stern and sharp.
“Mom, please let me do this. Gloria will be there too, please! You’re making me feel like a child. I need to grow up and be able to take care of myself and you. I’m sick and tired of everyone treating me like this dumb blonde eighteen-year-old that they can fool around with or even mock without facing any consequences,” I blurted out, jumping off the couch to face my mother, pouring out my frustrations in one breath.
I suppose all the recent events had gotten to me. I was annoyed by the way those brothers treated me. I couldn’t understand how someone so wealthy, with so many luxuries, could find the time to pick on a poor neighbor like me. Don’t they have anything better to do with their lives?
While waiting for my mother’s response, I pondered over the brothers, hating the very thought of them. My mother’s reply snapped me back to reality, and honestly, I felt much more at ease when she said, “Fine, but I want you to keep your eyes open and be honest with me about your time at the bar.” “Thank you so much, mom!” as I hugged her happily, she sighed and cupped my face to look me in the eye and say something dreadful.
“Please be careful. Something is happening in this town, and it is not as safe as it once used to be anymore.”