Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 44 - I Will Be Your s*e*xy Cowgirl

Maddox was annoyed with his father, and I bet he didn't even want to go out anymore, but he wasn't left with much of a choice as now he had to take me with him, or else how else would Mom and Lord Vasquez enjoy their time together?

"I thought you bought something." Mom looked around in search of the shopping bag she thought she had seen me take out of the car earlier.

"I didn't. I didn't get anything." I felt ashamed of myself for lying to my mom. I know she was only so hard on me because she cared for me, but I really wanted to wear that costume for the night.

"Oh! I knew it. That's why I've already gotten you a bunch of costumes. She smiled at me before dragging the costumes to the bed.

"There are four. You can wear them when you leave for a Halloween party this month. Since we are now related to such a royal family, we will be getting many invites. I mean, you will be," she slapped her forehead when remembered they had planned to enjoy every single night together before they go back to sorting out the issues of the packs.

"Now go wear this costume quickly." She handed me a wedding gown and grabbed her makeup kit to do my makeup.

"I don't want to do any makeup," I lied. I didn't want to wear that skeletal makeup because when I change my outfit, that makeup will look odd. "Oh! Okay!" Mom smiled, agreeing instantly.

"Now get ready and leave. Vaz has planned something romantic for us," and every time she spoke about him, she would cheer up like a teenager.

I gave her a smile, feeling genuinely happy for her, before I walked into the bathroom and quickly dressed up in that corpse bride's costume.

The costume was beautiful, but not something I wished to wear for him tonight. My mother helped me curl my hair and dye it a temporary blue because she wouldn't leave me until I got some of the makeup done.

After getting ready, I walked out of the room to find Maddox in the foyer, dressed up in a s*e*xy cop costume. The rolled-up sleeves were exposing his perfectly toned muscles. He was on his phone when he raised his eyes and stared at me in silence for a minute. I could only imagine how angry he was when he saw me dressed like that.

"Now go, have fun." Mom handed me over to her and walked us to the car. She was in a hurry to get rid of us. The car ride was filled with silence for the first few minutes before he cleared his throat while keeping his eyes on the road.

"Try not to wander off. There will be a small crowd in her mansion. You will get lost." He said it in his beautiful, husky voice.

"Okay! I will stick with you," I said, and he turned swiftly just to pass me a quick glance.

"Um! No! I will be busy. Just stay in the living room," he quickly corrected me, just so that he doesn't have to babysit me all the time.

"Where will you be busy?" I asked, turning to him.

"I have friends," he mumbled, avoiding looking my way but pretending like it was solely because he was driving.

"You mean Shiloh?" I scoffed and pouted, feeling angry once again.

"Okay! Fine. You caught me. So what? I am not going to waste my night dancing and drinking around. I can f*uc*k anyone I want." He shrugged, talking aggressively when he felt cornered.

"Then f*uc*k me." As soon as those words escaped my lips, he hit the brakes in the middle of the dark road.

"What the f*uc*k did you say?" He turned to me and tilted his head. The anger in his eyes was to give me a chance to take my words back.

"I said, if you must sleep with someone, sleep with your mate." I had to look down when repeating my statement. I felt a little shy.

"Are you crazy? You are- Oh My God! That's gross," He jumped out of the car after expressing extreme disgust.

"I can't believe this. It is so gross." He was walking back and forth, running his hand through his hair, and sighing as if I had asked for his kidney.

I jumped out of the car after him and waited for him to calm down. But when he didn't, I decided to go ahead and say what was in my heart.

"Is it? Is it really that gross?" I said, and he stopped a little farther from me to stare at me in disbelief, "It wasn't gross when you crawled in the bed behind me, asked me to take off my bra, and grabbed my b*oo*b, wh-," I had to shut up when he briskly walked my way and grunted at me.

"Don't," he said, raising his finger, clenching his jaw, and giving me the idea that he was getting angrier.

"What? is it not the truth or you just cannot hear the truth? Oh! And let's not forget that you were hard when you woke up," I yelled, then covered my mouth once I realized what I was doing.

I sounded so desperate. He was glaring at me in silence before he shook his head to get out of the trance.

"This Beatrice in front of me is not the Beatrice when she is around everyone." He said this, turning his face slightly to the side.

"You angered me," I mumbled, returning to my scared and silent self.

"Get in. We are going to the party. I don't want to talk about all this stuff again." He rolled into the car, and soon our journey began. He didn't utter a word to me, and neither did I say anything. Once we reached the mansion, I realized it was actually jam-packed. The loud music was reaching the parking lot.

"Come on! What are you waiting for?" Maddox looked at me when I didn't come out of the car after him.

"You go ahead; I will come back in a minute," I said.

"Okay!" He frowned but didn't insist on knowing why.

I was going to change in the car, wear the s*e*xy cowgirl costume, and then enter the mansion.