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.

apart and place your hand on your thigh with your palm facing upwards,

I hissed at him. But something inside of me flickered. Was it fear or excitement? I hated that I couldn't tell the difference

that he was anything but insane, a fire burning

position was. Give it to days of reading BDSM

how could he ask me

sub Silas," I

flickered in me. A spark lit up in the pit of my stomach, and I feared

His voice was low, dangerous. He stared down at me, his presence overwhelming, and I knew 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

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

he wanted to fuck

want that just

in a stern voice, and I plopped to my

placed my hands on my thigh with

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good girl Silas praised once more, and for some

Something dark and

didn't understand what was wrong with me, but I liked

thought this

to him but I was on my knees for a

toward me with the predatory grace that always

Tace.

I should leave.

get out of here. Run. Before this

I still

But I didn't

my chest

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

disgusted by the idea of being touched by Silas. Instead,

fingers grabbing my face, forcing

against my chin,

inches away from mine, his warm breath

deep breath, the smell of mint and

What was this feeling?

except me, do you understand?" He asked, and

remembered I had knelt in front of the

is what this

and I bobbed my

"Use your words, Katrina,"

his tongue with ease and it sent shivers

name that way

I understand, I whispered, my voice trembling

my thighs throbbed painfully

thing get me turned on? Is there

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

didet slip Silas netice and

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he murmured, his eyes

cod

to refure and I did as he rising on

grabbed me by mist,

begged me to him Temuldn't continue with this,

mac

the fool I was, I shui out the

hands under the hem of my

my lips my body tingling because

my legs intensified and

hands between my legs stopping me from closing them. His eyes held promises of a punishment if I did something he didn't

commanded, giving no

raced and my mind screamed for me to

opened my leg, giving

wanted this. How much I needed him to touch me. There was nothing

slapped his fingers further up,

pressed against the wet fabric and