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.

him. But something inside of me flickered. Was it fear or excitement? I hated

me that he was anything but insane, a

position was. Give it to days of

how could he ask

Silas," I bite back

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

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

for the way he affected me. But more than that, I hated myself for wanting it.. Silas and his emotions have me

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

he wanted

I want

said in a stern

on my thigh with my pam facing upwards

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

else. Something dark and twisted. I

what was wrong with me,

thought

came to apologize to him but I was on my knees for a

toward

Tace.

I should leave.

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

completely, I still had

But I didn't

my chest in

he going to do? Would he touch

wasn't disgusted by the idea of being touched

stopped in front of me and reached down, his fingers grabbing my face, forcing me to look up

against my chin, his grip firm, almost

was inches away from mine, his warm breath

breath, the smell of mint and cider

What was this feeling?

do you understand?" He asked, and I blinked at him, confused. What was he going on

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

what this was

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

"Use your words, Katrina,"

his tongue with ease

name that way would

understand, I whispered, my

throbbed painfully

turned on? Is there anything wrong with

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

slip Silas

1

up, he

cod

did give me the space to refure and I

prisers what happened. Silas grabbed me by mist,

mind begged me to him Temuldn't continue

mac

was, I shui

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

lips my body tingling because of that

heat between my legs intensified and I clenched my

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

commanded, giving no room for

to stop this. I had to push him away and

leg, giving him better access to my

wanted this. How much I needed him to touch me. There

up,

wet fabric and a low

control and he hadn't even started