The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 19

Katrina's POV:

I walked into Silas' office, feeling uneasy. It was like a lamb walking into a lion's den, and I was most certainly not the lion.

Rachael had heard about what happened almost immediately and she practically dragged me here to apologize.

Silas' cold eyes followed me as I walked closer, the door shuitting with a heavy thud.

As usual, his eyes held no emotions and I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

I waited for Silas to say something, to ask why I was there. But a few minutes ticked by and we were still staring at each other awkwardly.

I couldn't take it any longer, I had to be gone as soon as I could. So I swallowed thickly and finally spoke

"I came to apologize," I said, forcing myself to hold his gaze.

I know Mafia lords have a thing about someone in a lower rank holding eye contact. But I didn't care, he was my husband. At least in theory. Although he doesn't feel a thing for me, he was still my husband and we were on the same rank. At least in theory.

Silas didn't seem the least bit bothered about it. He barely acknowledged my words as I stood there quietly, waiting for him to say something. Sitting a few meters away from me, I could feel the aura and authority he radiated, and for some reason, something turned in my stomach. Well

ell get on with it then, apologize, He waved me dismissively, folding his hands across his chest as he waited.

It seemed just like the type of thing he would like.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance, bowing my head.

Im sorry, I spat out, the words feeling like concrete in my mouth

I wanted to raise my head, but I still remembered Rachael's warning as she pulled me here.

Don't raise your head till he says he has forgiven you

I didn't know why she would tell me such, but I just had to do it.

in his tone but I kept my head down. I could feel the smirk on his face even without seeing the sarcasm and mockery

"It must be demeaning for someone of your status to bow her head for someone else." I could

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How it feels to apologize to someone when you don't mean it. Who knows this might be the only thing you have ever said the word 'sorry' to someone, His words stung, but I kept quiet. He didn't know the half of it.

I wanted to tell him just how wrong he was; the memory of when I had begged and apologized filled my mind.

Buy I didn't.

I just let him say whatever he wanted.

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"If you want to apologize, then do it well. Get on your knees, Sils ordered.

My head whipped up. "What?"

He stared at me, his eyes burning with something intense. I couldn't tell if it was anger or something else, but I knew he wasn't joking.

"Go ahead. And do it," He stared at me intently, waiting

My heart pounded in my chest, and for a moment, I thought about refusing.

Why was I wasting much time by turning around and storming off? What he was doing was degrading me.

But something in his gaze, the weight of his authority, crushed my defiance. With my jaw clenched and my hands fisted at my sides, I sank to my knees "That's a good girl," He murmured, his lips pulling into a smirk.

Was he... Praising me?

The unexpected praise sent a shiver through me. I hated how much my body responded to him.

And I could barely believe it. I hated this man, despised him. But yet here I was.

place your hand on your thigh with your palm facing upwards, Silas ordered once more and

it fear or excitement? I hated that I couldn't tell the

that he was anything but

that position was. Give it to days of reading BDSM

could he

your sub Silas," I bite back

pit of my stomach, and I feared it was going to turn into a

voice was low, dangerous. He stared down at me,

before I could argue. The pit of my stomach churned with a heat I couldn't ignore. I hated him for the way he affected me. But more than that, I hated myself for wanting it.. Silas and his emotions have me a whiplash. First, he was angry and turned me

to present like I was his sub, let's not forget the

if he wanted

I want

Silas said in a stern voice, and I plopped to my

hands on my thigh with

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good girl Silas praised once more, and for some reason, I hummed

of it burned through me, but so did something else. Something dark and twisted. I didn't understand it, but I couldn't deny it

didn't understand what was wrong with me,

have thought this

to him but I

chair, walking toward me with the predatory

Tace.

I should leave.

me to get out of here. Run. Before this went too

myself completely, I still

But I didn't

in my chest

was he going to do? Would he touch me? Do I want him to

some reason, I wasn't disgusted by the idea

fingers grabbing my face, forcing

against my chin, his

mine, his warm breath tickling

smell

What was this feeling?

not allowed to kneel for anyone else except me, do you understand?" He asked, and I blinked at him, confused. What was

knelt in front of the bald old

what

harder and I bobbed my

"Use your words, Katrina,"

ease and it sent shivers down

knows hearing him say my name that

I understand, I whispered,

throbbed painfully and I clenched my

turned on?

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head. He was dominating, maybe my father broke me, and I

made didet slip Silas netice and he

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up, he murmured,

cod

the space to refure and

what happened. Silas grabbed me by mist,

something in my mind begged me to

mac

I was, I shui out the

them. Helpped his hands under the hem of my skirt, his

light wp escaped my lips my body tingling because of that simple

legs intensified and I

them. His eyes

commanded, giving no

my mind screamed for me to

giving him

much I needed him to touch

his fingers further up, brushing against my wet

against the wet fabric and a low moan escaped