The Harem- The Burning Beauty

Chapter Twenty Six-With Great Sorrow

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It was becoming harder to fight him; harder to simply breathe. What would she do when she had to give up? Uri was bound to win this battle and she was bound to lose everything she loved the longer she resisted. There would always be the horrific memory of watching Yasmile look upon her with hope to save her and fear clouding her eyes. Why did Uri have to kill them? He was going to make this harder than she needed it to be.

      As she fell onto her right side with arms still broken and body caught in a savage tremor, she pressed her cheek against the cold wet bloodied floor and stared at the remains of Yasmile as they shattered to ashes. She was gone. There was no linger residue or aura to say that she still existed; just gone. Tears stung her eyes and pain hammered through her as another spasm took her. What could she do?

She caught Julius’ eyes from where he was being held down and his eyes were wild with the need to get closer to her. Her lips quivered as the tears leaked from her eyes. What could he do now? This felt too much like the end.

“What about now? Have you made your choice?” Uri asked as he stepped into her line of sight and bent closer to her.

“U-Uri…why?” She whimpered.

“Why not? All I want is you Amelia…that should be enough reason.” He murmured with faux gentleness.

“I can’t!” She growled between sobs.

“Xander, bring the lovely one over there.” Uri nodded to where O’lyn laid cradled in Kyuri’s arms. Kyuri fought Xander for her but met the back of his hand across her face. She fell back with her grip slackening and O’lyn being pulled from her grasp.

“Please! No wait! I don’t want to die! My lord-”

O’lyn was silenced when Xander threw her to the ground her skull bashing off the floor. She groaned in pain and with blood pouring from an opened gash on her forehead. The blonde and brunette held her in the same position as they had Yasmile and Eva took her place behind O’lyn. The emerald of O’lyn’s eyes was nearly white with fear. There were high pitched screams coming from her as she struggled against the two women’s hold. O’lyn sobbed in defeat when Eva seized her head and held her still. Eva’s eyes met Amelia’s and there was pure evil there that grinned back at her. She was hoping Amelia kept resisting.

“Amelia! We can’t let him do this. Should we give in now?” Cassandra protested from within her.

There were no words that she could give her that would make this situation any better. Uri was going to continue to kill someone until she gave in, but if she gave in she would be his completely. She would lose Julius and Marcus and become a possible threat to them both. He could make her kill them and then take her away to be his play thing as she suffered in sorrow inside and mourn there death. That was a torture that she selfishly thought avoidable even if it meant a few deaths had to be given. But this was torture as well. O’lyn  was staring back at her with her pleas evident; save me. But saving her was something she could not do, so she closed her eyes and jumped at the sound of O’lyn’s scream being cut short and the sickening snapping of bones as her head was yanked from her shoulders and her heart from its chambers. The women bellowed and cried out for O’lyn. Just as Yasmile, her body began to decay and the essence that quickened her heart was now gone.

“Stop this!”

“Please save us!”

“Selfish whore, will you have us all die for you!”