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Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 105

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 105 – I Don’t Care If He Is Jealous

I woke up with mild sickness due to the injuries from last night. I couldn’t believe I slept without having to beg anyone to come to my room. Showered and dressed in a brown top and grey jeans shorts.

When I reached the kitchen, I found the brothers awake and waiting for Akin to serve them pancakes. The instant I walked into them, they stopped talking and started staring at Honestly speaking, I don’t blame them for being tired of me, I exhausted myself too.

I rushed over to grab a toast without stopping to look at any one of them. All this chasing and running had made me lose interest in anyone.

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“Sit down and eat,” Akin cleared his throat, probably trying not to say my name.

“I’m fine,” I said in a hurry, buttering the toast while staring at the clock on the wall nonstop.

“What’s the rush? It’s not like we have school for another few hours.” Maddox was the one who brought up a school for the first time. They were sitting on the island together, while I was sitting on the other side of the counter, facing them.

“I have some work to do before school,” I said, and I heard Zane let out a laugh to mock me.

“Zane!” Akin warned him, but I didn’t show any reaction.

“What work?” Akin asked me, coming over to my side of descouchers the counter and placing his hands on the island to hunch over

“Some library work,” I lied. I was first going to meet Colt in the woods and discuss the whole Gwen thing with him, and then decide what we were going to do next to stop her.

“Why go to a library outside the mansion when you have one inside?” Akin argued, his tone sounding harsh this time.

“That’s your library. Besides, I want some books that I’m sure you don’t have,” I said in the most casual tone, filling my glass with juice.

“What are those books that I don’t have?” Akin rolled up his sleeves, his head turned to me, and his eyes wandered over my face. Yet I didn’t turn around to look at him. My peripheral vision was telling me everything.

“Why are you asking me so many questions? Can’t I go anywhere without having to answer so many questions?” I finally took my gaze away from the toast and turned to face him. Helel had his head down while the other two were staring at me in silence.

“I’m afraid not, after how you put yourself in danger last night,” Akin shook his head after making it clear he wasn’t letting me leave the house without their supervision.

“I will ask my mom then,” I said, frowning at them.

“How long are you going to act like a brat?” It was then Zane asked, and I smiled to myself, “I don’t think I asked you anything funny,” he added with a grunt when he didn’t like the fact that I was not taking him seriously.

That’s when I turned around to continue my walk in the garden and bumped into Helel. I have no idea how long he had been standing here and listening to me, but it looked awkward now.

“I’ll call you later,” I said quickly, then hung up on Colt.

“Is this the new friend who got you in trouble last night?” Helel asked in a stern tone, his hands on his waist and his eyes demanding answers.

“He didn’t. He respected my request,” I said, defending Colt in a defensive tone.

“Hm! And you were worried about him to the point where you forgot about your fears? How sweet!” Helel let out a sarcastic laugh, “Even when he left you in the room and ran away like a coward?” Helel’s tone hardened again, his eyes showing how irritated he was.

“Helel!” I said, looking down and composing my posture. “Stay out of my business,” I then raised my face to look him in the eye and tell him to f*uc*k off.

He looked shocked, almost like he didn’t expect that.

“All this change for him?” Helel asked the question in a hurt tone. I failed to understand how someone could be so full of himself that he wouldn’t see his own mistake. “No! the moment you raised your hand on me, you woke me up,” I said and hastened him inside.

I no longer cared if he was jealous or possessive. I wanted it for a long time, but not anymore.

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