The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Katrina's POV

1 stood there shocked, unable to believe what they were saying.

Silas had gotten poisoned?

But when? How?

He was with me up until this morning and it hadn't even been long since I had woken up.

I wasn't aware when he had left, but I'm certain there was no way it would happen,

What happened then?

"Is he alright? How is he doing now? I need to go see him."

He had gotten shot earlier and now it's poison. Was someone trying to make sure that he died?

If someone was then wouldn't it be an insider? Did Silas have a traitor in his Mafia?

At this point, I wouldn't even be surprised. This kind of thing happens all the time.

The person you grew up with could just suddenly turn around and stab you in the back.

To prevent that, you. Just had to believe that everyone was your enemy and treat them like one.

That was one of the things father rammed into my brain.

I would never have a true friend'

He had said this repeatedly while making me leave the friends I had while growing up.

He made sure I had grown up without any friends.

I need to go see Silas.

I made to rush off to Silas room but the guard stepped before me, stopping me in my tracks.

I raised my eyes, glaring hard at him as I opened my mouth to demand to know why he had stopped me.

"Where do you think you're going?" He growled, making me step back.

"I need to go see Silas. To make sure he was fine." I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Because it was.

The guard made no move to step away, staring me down with animosity in his eyes

They never hid the fact that they all hated it and I didn't even care. I matched his stare with a glare of my own, my head nched up because of the height difference between us. What right do you have to go and see him?" He asked, his dark eyes piercing into me.

opened my mouth to say that I was his wife, but the words died in my throat.

didn't have that right.

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I wasn't truly Silas' wife so couldn't claim myself as his. He had gotten married to me in front of an altar yes. But we hadn't even said the wedding vows.

Our marriage wasn't even registered yet, it was just done in the presence of God.

I never wanted this wedding, and neither did he, so what right do I have to call myself his wife?

None.

And all of his men knew that I wasn't truly Silas' wife. They knew of his hatred for me.

I opened my mouth and closed it repeatedly, words failing to come out.

Without waiting for me to say anything, the guard grabbed my arm, forcefully, pulling me.

thought, let's

in, and

had they been

pull me

where to and I would

me? Let me go!" I hissed, thrashing in his

he was way too strong for

against him, and

with mine, biting

a blink of an eye, my head was hanging,sideways

let out a puff

of hair that covered my eyes, rubbing

even consider that I was a woman and proceeded to raise

my palm in anger as my eyes darted around, searching for what I could use to cause him extreme

really angry; I'd try to make the person who got me angry go through so

wouldn't stop your fate, so it's better you confess and give in now," The

to say that

to save him last night, even staying up to make sure

kill him

when I could just let the fever

look stupid to

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the urge

accusations almost made me regret what I had done. Was Silas aware of such accusations? Was he the one who

said he had been poisoned, and

think or believe, but I wanted to know if

""What do you

you mean to confess?

innocent

protest, treating my words as if they were

be some sort of

was going to listen to me, no one

to agree, doing that would be me placing my. Head to a table and ask them to

it off.

would be an immediate death

that but I wouldn't give them what

the hallway as he

themselves as they watched on in

her to try and kill the boss," one

I don't know why she

maids looked down at

with Veronica's and her lips pulled into a

right,"

I didn't do

when it all dawned on

for them to blame me,

to be their

rid of me, their hatred for

that I stopped fighting against

He asked, turning to look at me but I remained quiet, keeping my

I was going,

me and

your knees," He growled, pushing me

I stumbled forward, tripping over my

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ground hard, the cold tile biting into my palms as I struggled to

winced in pain, my knees stinging

I could push myself up, I heard it... The slow, deliberate steps of someone walking towards me, each one

front of my face and I knew

to see you in this position, Phillip said, making

doing?" I hissed,

it at the back of my head and pushing the

attempted the life of our leader and you think we would

hard on my tongue as I met the floor one more time, anger burning

exactly where you belong.

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