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 go!"

set in, and my heart

had they been planning to take

me without letting me

and I would

Let me go!" I

too strong for me

against him, and to him, it was

hand with

bitch, The guard hissed in pain as he pulled his hand away and in a

let out a puff of

eyes, rubbing my cheeks to

woman and proceeded to raise his hands

palm in anger as my eyes darted around, searching for what

something that happened when I got really angry; I'd try to make the person who got me angry

so it's better you confess and give in now," The guard said, not even sparing another glance my way turned

he trying to say that I had poisoned

I could to save him last night, even staying up to make

kill him

when I could just let the fever do

I look stupid to

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the urge to

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

even awake yet? They said he had been poisoned, and he

or believe, but I wanted to

""What do you

to

innocent

my screams of protest, treating my words as if they

to be some

me, no one would hear what I

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

it off.

immediate death sentence

but I wouldn't give them

hallway as he pulled me, the maids watching

as they watched on in glee, their noses

to try and kill the boss," one of them

she would be

down at me and

her lips

right,"

didn't

when it all dawned

for them to blame me,

had to be their

rid of me, their hatred for me was enough

realizing that I stopped fighting against him, letting him pull me along

to look at me but I remained

I was going, but

me and stopped in the

your knees," He

stumbled forward,

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

knees stinging from the bruises

deliberate steps

in front of my face and I knew who it was

position, Phillip said, making me whip my head

I

placing it at the back of my head and pushing the back

on your knees and know your place. You have attempted the life of our leader and you think we would leave you alive?" Phillip asked,

as I met the floor one more time, anger burning in

is exactly where you belong. At

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