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

1. it.

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.

your legs apart and place your hand on your thigh with your palm facing upwards, Silas ordered once more and I pushed myself to my

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

was anything but

knew what that position was. Give it

he

Silas," I bite back with

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

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

him for the way he affected me. But more than that, I

me to present like I was his

wanted to fuck

I want that just

a stern voice, and

hands on my thigh

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good girl Silas praised once more, and for

Something

wrong with me, but I liked

thought this

to him but I was on my knees for

walking toward me with the

Tace.

I should leave.

screamed at me to get out of here. Run. Before this went

myself completely, I

But I didn't

heart raced in my

touch

disgusted by the idea

reached down, his fingers grabbing my face, forcing me to look up

pressed against my chin, his grip

from mine, his warm breath tickling

deep breath, the smell of mint and

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 he going on

remembered I had knelt in front of the bald old man after I

what this

fingers squeezed my face harder and I bobbed my head in answer to his

"Use your words, Katrina,"

with ease and it sent shivers down

him say my name that way would cause such

understand, I whispered, my voice

painfully and

me turned on? Is there anything wrong

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was dominating, maybe my father broke me,

1 made didet slip

1

now stand up, he

cod

the space to refure and I did as he rising on shaky

grabbed me by mist, placing

me to him Temuldn't continue

mac

was,

hands under the hem of my skirt, his fingers) brushing against

my body tingling because of

heat between my legs intensified and I clenched my

stopping me from closing them. His eyes held

be commanded, giving no

screamed for me to stop this. I had to push him away

my leg, giving him better

I needed him to touch me. There was

his fingers further up, brushing

pressed against the wet fabric