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 palm facing upwards, Silas ordered once more and I pushed myself

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

told me that he was anything but insane,

Give it to days of reading BDSM

how could he ask

Silas," I bite

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

want me to punish you?" His voice was low, dangerous. He stared down at me,

a heat I couldn't ignore. I hated him for the way he affected me. But more than that, I hated myself for

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

if he wanted to fuck

did I want

a stern voice, and I plopped to my

them apart, I placed my hands on my thigh

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a good girl Silas praised once more, and

something else. Something dark and twisted. I didn't understand it, but I

wrong with me, but I

have thought

apologize to him but I

himself up from his chair, walking toward me with the

Tace.

I should leave.

get out of here. Run. Before this

I lost myself completely, I still had a chance

But I didn't

heart raced in my chest in

touch me? Do I want

idea of being touched

down, his fingers grabbing

chin, his

mine,

took in a deep breath, the smell of mint and cider

What was this feeling?

He asked, and I blinked at him, confused. What was he

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

this is what this was

squeezed my face harder and I bobbed my

"Use your words, Katrina,"

name rolled off his tongue with ease and it sent shivers down my

him say my name that way would

I whispered, my voice trembling

throbbed painfully

thing get me turned on? Is there anything wrong

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

movement 1 made didet slip Silas netice and

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stand up, he murmured,

cod

did give me the space to refure and I did as

I could prisers what happened. Silas grabbed me

and something in my mind begged me to him Temuldn't

mac

like the fool I was, I

between them. Helpped his hands under the hem of

escaped my lips my body

legs intensified and I clenched my thighs

closing them. His eyes held promises of a punishment if I did

giving no room for

to stop

opened my leg, giving him better

him to touch me. There was nothing I could

his fingers further up, brushing against my wet

against the wet fabric and a low moan escaped