The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 6

Biting the inside of my cheek, I clenched my fists, keeping my gaze on the floor.

It's all right Rina You've gone through worse before, you can handle this

I said to myself, keeping steady breaths.

Being in a situation like this, I knew I had to behave myself to live.

As long as they don't pose as dangerous to my life, I can handle whatever treatment they give me.

"Say, how long do you think it would take that man to call because of her? It's been a few days already, Someone asked from the table.

I gasped lightly, raising my head.

They were talking about my father.

That's right.

It has been a few days since, my kidnapping and every normal father should have called by now.

But my father didn't care about what happened to me or if I lived.

doubt he would call because I was kidnapped. If anything, he might even send the rest of my things and ask them to keep

"Why aren't you eating? Do you wish to starve? Silas asked, his eyes boring holes into my head.

The table quieted down when he spoke, everyone staring at me with the same look...

I hate this. I hated the way they stared at me.

"But there's nothing for me to eat," I said, raising my eyes to match his stare..

His grey eyes held no emotion, his face stoic.

I wasn't going to just take the way they treated me without fighting back. If I did that, they would walk all over me for the rest of my life and I would have to try and prevent that.

I was a prisoner as much as I was his wife, and taking advantage of that was my only way to survive.

But Silas already told me not to expect anything from our relationship, so what could I do?

"How could I forget?"

stepped forward with a plate in her hands. Taking the plate from her, he

water splattered right next

pushing

starve, his cold voice rang in my ears and I tightened my grip on my clothes 11:31 Thu, Nov

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How could he

to your liking

gaze on me was filled with nothing

didn't care about it anymore, I was going to escape from here and

yet you dare to ask for something more? Another man said,

Silas mafia, and they each seemed

good why don't you eat it then?" I asked, shifting my gize to

know the contents of the

room now,"

you miss this meal," Silas warned and I fought the urge to throw my middle finger up at him. Did he call this a meal? Even a prisoner would reject

saying anything else, I

I

do it, I needed

building and the best escape route, and there

had treated me and

all, who knew what they would

I looked out to measure the

back into my room, closing my

leave this building was through the window,

I had to

this.

cover off my bed, I tied one end together, forming

down, but would it be

I wasn't

knew was that

die, and if I was unfortunate enough to get caught by Silas, I was as good

it made me shudder,

I threw the other end down

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