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.

"Spread 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 feet.

something inside of me flickered. Was it fear

that he was anything but insane, a fire burning in

was. Give it to days of reading BDSM

he ask

sub Silas," I bite

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

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

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,

his sub, let's not forget the way he stared

he wanted

God, did I want that

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

on my thigh with

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praised once more, and for

did something else. Something dark and twisted. I

understand what was wrong with me, but I liked

would have thought this would

to him but I

pushed himself up from his chair, walking toward me with the predatory grace that always

Tace.

I should leave.

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

myself completely, I still had

But I didn't

in my chest in

Would he touch me? Do I want him to touch

wasn't disgusted by the idea of being touched by Silas.

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

against my chin, his grip firm, almost

mine, his warm

in a deep breath, the smell of mint

What was this feeling?

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

front of the bald

what

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

"Use your words, Katrina,"

rolled off his tongue with ease and it sent shivers

him say my name that way

I whispered, my

thighs throbbed painfully

such a thing get me turned on? Is there anything

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

movement 1 made didet slip Silas netice and he

1

stand up, he murmured,

cod

refure and I did as he rising on shaky

grabbed

something in my mind begged me to him

mac

the fool I was, I shui out the

between them. Helpped his hands under the hem of my skirt, his fingers) brushing against

my lips my body

my legs intensified and I clenched

my legs stopping me from closing them. His eyes held promises

be commanded, giving no

to stop this. I had to push him

opened my leg, giving

wanted this. How much I needed him to touch me. There was nothing I could do to stop it right

up, brushing against my

fabric and a low moan escaped my

already lost control and he