Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 405 I Am His Princess (Beatrice Dismay)

We walked into the room prepared for us, and I must say my mom did a lot for our arrival. There were snacks and even beautiful dresses in the closet. I didn't even have to open my bag because every necessity was present there. However, there was nothing that suggested they even prepared for Akin's arrival.

He didn't mind, though. As soon as he sat down on the couch to take off his shoes, I noticed that he began to text a lot. I am sure he was checking on his brothers.

I let him do that while I walked into the closet to see the dresses. They were a little too old-fashioned for the time my parents were imprisoned, but I heard that my mother liked the old way of living. These dresses must be from some lady back in 19 century's closet.

"Which one to pick," I tapped a finger on my chin as I looked through these princess dresses. They were pretty, but the corsets looked uncomfortable.

"A pink one with this jewelry set," Akin's voice meant he was finally done with these brothers and had followed me to the walk-in closet.

He was standing at the entrance with his arms folded and his eyes watching this pink dress.

"Okay," I mumbled, and I grabbed the dress. As I walked past him, I noticed how keenly he stared at me from head to toe.

I don't know, but his eyes were always very attractive, and his stare was deep. Once in the bathroom, I hurriedly changed and left the bathroom for him to use. He walked in next, and now I was alone in the bathroom when I heard a knock on the door.

I opened the door to find Igor standing with an apple in his hand that he was chewing mischievously.

"They fit," he smirked. "You look amazing."

I had to secretly roll my eyes at the fact that he refused to wear anything under his coat. I wasn't uncomfortable with it since he was allowed to wear whatever he wanted to wear, but it was the way he would constantly run his hand on his abs that disturbed me.

He should have seen the brothers naked. His arrogance will leave his mind when realizing they are hotter than anything.

Well, even the little memory of the brothers made me remember Helel, and my mood changed.

"I heard he is staying in the room with you. That's so -" he said, walking in even when I didn't invite him and continuing to look around until his eyes fell on Akin's bag and he decided to comment on it. "So what?" I asked and folded my arms over my chest.

"Weird. You two are mates; I get it, but he is also someone who is related to those evil people," he shrugged, as if he were telling me something that I wasn't aware of.

"Why does it bother you? Besides, he is related to them, but he is nothing like them," My siding with Akin made him stop chewing on that poor apple and look my way before he forced a smile onto his lips again.

"Of course, I didn't mean to upset you. But hey, I was wondering," he then walked back to me and stopped just a foot away, making me uncomfortable with how his eyes were falling on my curves and not leaving my b*oobs alone.

"Were you really s*exually active with all? The brothers at one point?" As he asked that question in a very rude and disgusting tone, I felt my body flinch and a gulp run down my throat. If there was something other than him, they should have noticed that they had made me uncomfortable, but this man was beyond that.

"I would rather not comment on it," I said, stepping aside. "Maybe I will come out after Akin has change."

"That's fine. He can change. But hey, did you not feel sore getting fucked left and right?" The way he kept commenting on it was making me very uneasy.

I was really holding onto my dear tongue to not say anything that would ruin the atmosphere, but he was asking for it at that point.

"No! Maybe you get sore. Has to be a sign of a weak body. I wasn't," I shrugged and noticed how his node changed. This wasn't the response he wanted to hear.

"I was expecting you to be a little modest. Usually when girls are asked such questions, they don't act like you," he shook his head, and his tone got filled with sorrow.

"Really? What about men like you? The ones who talk nonsense and want to control every aspect of a woman's life?" I didn't shy away from showing him the mirror. But the way he kept gasping as if he never expected anyone to talk back to him, was irritating me.

"You are definitely not born with weredragon etiquette. But it is okay. Now that you are here and will spend time with your mother, you will understand the true meaning behind having good manners and being obedient," he almost hissed before he smiled to make his threat seem less intense.

"I would like to see that happening. Because I feel like it would be the other way around. I might teach my mom some good things about having her own opinions and decision-making qualities," I said it all back to him without blinking my eyes.

"And that's Princess Beatrice Dismay to you," out came Aki from the bathroom, wearing a gray suit and ruffling his wet hair.

"Obviously you will encourage her because that makes girls easy to capture by predators," Igor said, some nonsense that ran over my head.

"What?" Akin shook his head and laughed, which kind of pissed Igor off. "I think she is fine. She doesn't need anyone to teach her anything. She can do whatever she wants. Do you know what's funny? She can even be better and stronger than all of us combined."

The way Akin walked over and defined me flattered me.