The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

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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.

what I thought, let's

set in, and my

they been planning to take

to pull me without letting me know

where to and I would

you taking me? Let me go!" I

too strong for me

him, and to him, it was

his hand with mine,

and in a blink of an eye,

let out a puff

the strands of hair that covered my eyes, rubbing my cheeks to ease

a woman and proceeded to raise

as my eyes darted around, searching for what

to make the person who got me angry go through so

now," The guard said, not even sparing another glance my way turned away.

trying to say that I

night, even staying up to make sure

kill him

I could just let the fever

look

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resisted the

accusations almost made me regret what I had done. Was Silas aware of such

said he had been poisoned,

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

""What do you

mean to

innocent

my screams of protest, treating my words

be some

to listen to me, no

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

it off.

an immediate death sentence

I

hallway as he pulled me, the

snickered to themselves as they watched on in glee, their noses

and kill the boss," one of

she would be allowed to

down at me and snickered to

her

right,"

I didn't do

when it all dawned

it was for them to blame me, the fact they had rushed

had to be their

me, their hatred for me was enough

against him,

He asked, turning to look at me but I remained

was going,

guard continued pulling me and stopped

your knees," He growled, pushing me

I stumbled forward, tripping over

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cold tile biting into my palms

stinging from

push myself up, I heard it... The slow, deliberate steps of someone walking

shoes stopped right in front of my face and I knew

said,

are you doing?" I

at the back of my head and pushing the back down before I could

the life of our leader and

as I met the floor one more time, anger burning

exactly where you belong. At

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