The Harem- The Burning Beauty

Chapter Thirty-Vengeance & Redemption

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What an awkward moment this had turned out to be. At a time such as this she was found doing the naughtiest things with Jasire and by the people who were worried to madness for Amelia. She wasn’t sure what was more shameful; getting caught having sex with Amelia’s father or knowing that it was by Julius. Her friend had known her vow to never know another man; she had made it that night he had saved her from her previous master’s leer. She didn’t want to think on that night for much longer than a second.

     She sat now, as rigid and uncomfortable as Jasire would have her be upon his knee with her hands placed in her laps. He had insisted that if she did not sit there he would be tempted to hurt Marcus and Julius. She was doing her best to keep the violence to a minimum for now so it was a small sacrifice. Jasire’s fingers were strumming to their own rhythm alongside her hip as he glowered at Julius. There was so much accusation and animosity in his eyes that she was beginning to doubt that her sitting there would prevent a fight. Hana and Habashi stood behind the chairs of the two brothers and looked silently from each. No one had the first word to say and it was annoying considering that every second that ticked by could mean a very valuable one that made Amelia move further away from them. That was not acceptable, so she took a deep breath and prepared herself.

“I know that everyone has been awaiting us and now that we are here, we should all aim to focus on getting Amelia back.” She started as she gestured with her hands.

“So what you were doing earlier…” Marcus started; twirling his wrist in a circular manner with a brow arched. Simone could feel his sarcasm tainting every word and it made her blush. Damn it all, she was trying to forget the episode!

“It was her way of focusing.” Julius said with voice gone frigid.

“You are in no position to speak, worm.” Jasire murmured in a low key. Julius words could never be as cold as Jasire’s or his demeanor. The demon’s brows overcastted his eyes and there was a muscle in his temple that ticked and leapt with his aggravation.

Julius shifted his gaze to his lover’s father and though he wanted to lash out in anger and insult him just as much as he had been insulted in his home, he contained it. There were telltale signs that he was peeved but Jasire was right; he had no grounds to express his disapproval.

“My name is-”

“Just ask me if there is any part of me that cares what your name is; I guarantee you will find nothing, worm.”

“Jasire…” Simone interjected; placing her hand over his.

“Hungry again my little nymph?” Jasire asked abruptly as his expression shifted to something debased. He turned those unusually magnificent eyes on her and she was sand in his hands. Somehow she had to adjust to this. Either way, this enigma of a man made her a weak damsel that purred for his every touch.

“N-no, but I do need you to stop antagonizing Julius. I know you are angry-”

“Angry? That word does not seem strong enough.” He said as he turned his venomous stare back to Julius.

“Please Jasire, we will gladly accept your anger when we get Amelia back. She left instructions that we should wait for you; we have waited. Please help us…” Marcus said with all humility. He had grasped the gravity of this situation. If only Julius would follow suit.