The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

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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.

I thought, let's go!" He

and my

had they been planning to take

me without letting me

to and I would be foolish to just allow

me go!" I hissed, thrashing in

was way too strong for

against him, and to him, it was like

grabbed his hand with

his hand away and in a blink of an eye,

out a puff

that covered my eyes, rubbing my cheeks

I was a woman and

eyes darted around, searching

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

confess and give in now," The guard said, not even sparing another glance my way turned away. Confess? Confess

to say

up to make sure his fever wouldn't get worse, and now they

kill him

just let the fever do its job and

I look stupid

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the urge

regret what I had done. Was Silas aware of such accusations?

had been poisoned, and

think or believe, but I wanted to know if Silas was awake or

""What do you

to

innocent

treating my words as

be

one was going to listen to me, no one would

for me to agree, doing that would be me placing my. Head to a table

it off.

an immediate

but I wouldn't give them what they wanted so

as he pulled me, the maids watching me

they watched on in

kill

know why she would be allowed

at

eyes met with Veronica's and her

you right,"

didn't do

all dawned on

me, the fact

to be their

just to get rid of me, their hatred for me was enough proof for

I stopped fighting against him, letting him pull me

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

was going,

and stopped

your knees," He growled,

stumbled forward, tripping

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hit the ground hard, the cold tile biting into my palms as

in pain, my knees stinging from the bruises I had

I could push myself up, I heard it... The slow, deliberate

right in front of my face and I knew who it was before I

Phillip said,

I

back of my head and

have attempted the life of our leader and you think we would leave you alive?" Phillip asked, his voice dripping with

I met the floor one more time, anger

is exactly where you belong.

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