Chapter 232


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


    Chapter 232 – I Like To Be The In Charge


    He took me upstairs to his room, and I followed him because of my desperation to know about his


    drawings. There was something that told me he could tell me what was going to happen, or more like


    he knew something.


    After I entered his room, I found him sitting down and facing the wall. “Sit down,” he voiced, not turning


    his neck around to look at me. I reluctantly sat down and watched him contemte for the next two


    minutes.


    “You see this picture?” he eximed, pointing to a drawing. “It is a drawing of a White Warrior,” he said,


    making my heart sink in my chest as I recalled Colt’s words.


    Title of the document


    “A White Warrior? Is he aic character?” I yed a fool,ughing ufortably.


    “Why did you a*s*sume it is a he?” Markus’ question left me silent. “Nobody knows its gender, so let’s


    call the white warrior an it for now,” he said with a scoff. “But you drew a man holding a shield,” I said,


    pointing to the drawing.


    “And this one is the mistress of doomsday.” He didn’t answer my question and directed me to another


    drawing, making me realize I was right to think his drawings had some in-depth meaning to them.


    Except for the explicit ones, of course. Those were just his nasty desires.


    “What is that?” I pointed at one particr drawing on the wall and watched him squirm ufortably.


    “That is the man from hell!” he whispered and then nervously yed with his fingers. “He is someone


    who —ate dragon babies,” he uttered, making my spine erect.


    “What?” I asked in confusion.


    “Somebody ate dragon babies?” I was shocked and, honestly speaking, just speechless.


    “The Man From Hell will be the —,” he then stopped again, “Walking Chaos!” He finished with a lot of


    difficulty.


    He wille after the saviors and knights. He will make sure he ends anything or anyone who will


    “It could be a woman from hell. It just depends.” Before I could ask him another question, he exined


    how there was a possibility he could be anyone.


    “And this will be the Dark Knight,” he said, then pointed at a picture in the corner. They were only


    bodies with simr looking faces. But this one in particr was a bit different from the others. This


    drawing had a knight with a dragon on a leash. He will capture dragons?” I asked, feeling slightly


    uneasy.


    “Oh, no! he will Tame himself a dragon,” he smiled as his gaze turned sweet, “There are different ways


    to do so,” he then shrugged.


    “So he will be a good guy?” I questioned, and Markus nodded.


    “He will be the Knight for all the saviours of living creatures. In short, he will be a one- man army with a


    dragon by his side, of course.” He then let out augh before he watched me point at one picture on


    the side.


    “This is the mistress of doomsday,” he exined again. “She will be a disaster just like the Man from


    the hell,” he imed and then turned to me. There was a lot going on in the other drawings. By a lot, I


    mean murders, violence, and wars. “The one you are holding is about you.” He said this as he took the


    picture from my grasp.


    “It shows I am waking up a dead being.” I stared at his face as he nodded at me.


    “You will wake up someone,” he confirmed, “now! I helped you know whatever you wanted to know. But


    tell me, what am I getting in return for that?” he threw the paper away after crumbling it and asked me. I


    saw iting.


    There was no way his horny a*s*s would not demand something from me.


    “Get in the bed,” I rolled my eyes and sighed exhaustedly. He looked shocked for a moment because I


    am a*s*suming he didn’t think I would give up so easily. He rushed to his feet and jumped on the bed,


    watching me stagger up and approach him.


    “Lie straight,” I demanded, and he smirked.


    “You like to be in charge,” he smirked.


    “Close your eyes,” I sighed, not entertaining him by responding to hisments. He did what I told


    him, and soon he was lying straight in bed with his eyes closed.


    I bent over him and said, “Sleep like a good baby. It is way past your bedtime,” I whispered before I


    rushed towards the door. I heard him grunt and get out of bed, but I had already made my way


    downstairs and sprinted toward my room. I saw the basement door locked, so I was sure mom has left


    for her room already.


    The feeling of being chased by someone is very unpleasant. I made it to my room after running like


    crazy and locked the door to prevent Markus from grabbing me. I knew he would be a little careful in


    the presence of my mother. However, I heard Pam enter the house and ask Markus what he was


    doing on the ground floor.


    “Did you find something?” I asked my mother in a heavy voice. She looked too happy for some reason.


    The way she was fixing her hair and humming, I couldn’t help but wonder what was up with her.


    “I risked my safety, and you are over here humming like a nightingale?” I frowned at her.


    “There was nothing in there,” her answer ruined my mood, “Go to bed, Pam has nothing to hold


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    against us.” She exined, but also made me realize she was never looking for anything to help me


    ckmail Lord Vasquez into giving me Helel’s body.


    I was upset, but not for too long, as the newly found hope in my heart made me excited. I didn’t even


    know how or when I would bring Helel back to life, but the news itself was enough for me to sleep well


    at night.