Thirty Nine

Mauris POV.

The pain that shot up my body when Kylie dug his fingers into my chest, weakened my entire body at that time, I knew I had lost the battle and felt awful for betraying my friend and dragging Oma and Maggie into this but I didn't regret anything I had done or shared with Yara, she is just too precious to regret.

Her presence in the room, gave me the courage I needed to confront Kylie, when she jumped in between us, I had never felt an urge as powerful as the one that enveloped me then, the urge to protect her.

I knew my father had tried to trick me into agreeing with him on selling off the agricultural produce or risk exposing my secret to Kylie. The fact that I didn't side with him, made him not interfere in the fight, not like I was expecting his help anyways.

When I lost, I felt sad not because of anything else but because I had not been true to myself and to Kylie, he didn't deserve this, he had been talking about taking his throne ever since we first met. Now, I had de