The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 29

Katrina's POV

I could see stars dancing in my vision as I slowly slipped out of consciousness.

Just when I thought I was about to die, the inhaler was put into my mouth, someone pumping it hard.

I sucked in as hard as I could, feeling the burst of medicine rushito my lips.

My hands wrapped around the person's lips as though I was afraid that the inhaler would be taken away from me.

Relief came slowly, but the grip on my chest tightened just a bit and I let out a shaky breath.

coughed violently, my whole body shaking as I struggled to breathe properly again.

I needed to take it one more time. I needed to bring relief to my farming lungs.

The inhaler was pressed to my lips a second time, and I inhaled the medicine more deeply, feeling my lungs expand slightly, the world tilting back into focus.

I let out a breath of relief, letting go of the person I was holding

I thought I was going to die. My chest constricted with the realization that I was so close to dying and I clutched my clothes tightly.

I wasn't dead yet, so it was alright.

If I could somehow convince Phillip. If something was to happen to save me from all these. Then.....

I finally opened my eyes, and the first thing that came to sight was Phillip's face staring at me with a smug look on his face.

My eyes flickered between his hands, which held the inhaler, and his face.

He was the one who had given me the inhaler. But why? I thought he was going to let me die.

"You didn't think I'd let you do so easily, did you?" He asked, his lips pulling into a maniacal smile.

I would take you to a state so close to death and bring you back each time. I wasn't going to let you just die off easily. Katrina. Until you tell me what I needed to know," He was enjoying this too much and it made my blood boil.

Fuck you," I spat weakly, tears streaming down my face.

What did I do to deserve such treatment? It wasn't my fault I was in this house, it wasn't my fault Silas had forced me to get

arried to him. It wasn't my fault that Marcos was my father.

> why do I deserve such hatred directed at me? He couldn't even let me die peacefully and would rather see me eaths.

illip was a sadistic monster who took joy in seeing me in pain and I hated it

ated that I had to be in this position, hated that I was too weak

tated myself too.

elt myself go weaker with each passing second and I knew it was just a matter of seconds before I passed out.

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"Don't think I forgot about your torture, Katrina. You refuse to accept poisoning Silas, and I won't rest until you confess it, The promised, his eyes glistening evilly,

I didn't-" I slurred, too tired to make a proper sentence.

My vision blurred and I tried to fight to stay awake, but my body was shutting down slowly. Keeping my eyes seemed harder than it looked, and the darkness called me to come to it

I tried to keep my eyes open, but they kept dropping, words struggling to come out from my lips.

I was too tired to protest, too exhausted to say anything.

The whole place spun and the last thing I save was Phillip smiling at me before everything went black.

The pain was the first thing I felt when my eyes peeled open. My armis burned, and my shoulders felt like they were being rolled apart.

I tried to move but my body wouldn't respond the way I wanted.

Where was 1:

My head was hung low with my chin touching my chest, and it took A while for me to realize why.

the ground, I was

awake, Princess?" Phillip's mocking voice came from below me and

in the middle of the room. I was suspended by chains that bit into my wrists and ankles, my arms stretched painfully above

my skin and sent jolts of pain with every slight movement I made, no matter how small it

this Phillip?" I asked, ignoring the

for, or how much longer Phillip had planned to

to start confessing before I decide to start, Phillip looked at me ike he was doing me a favor by giving me another chance

and the sharp pain in my ribs made it harder to take in

smooth as he circled

cooperate, and yet,

doing this was you g to put him through pain but I knew he was

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what to expect and

in front of me and I

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I forgot about your torture, Katrina. You refuse to accept poisoning Silas, and I won't rest until you confess it, he promisest, his eyes glistening

I didn't=" I slurred, too tired

fight to stay awake, but my body was shutting down slowly. Keeping my eyes seemed harder than it looked, and the darkness called

my eyes open, but they kept dropping, words struggling to come out from

tired to protest, too exhausted to say

saw was Phillip smiling at me before everything

pain was the first thing I felt when my eyes peeled open. My arms burned, and my shoulders felt like they were being

my body wouldn't respond the way I wanted

Where was

chest,

wasn't on the ground,

below me and I gasped, the confusion I had

dangling in the middle of the room. I was suspended by chains that bit into my wrists and ankles, my arms stretched painfully above my head with my legs pulled apart in

cuffs dug into my skin and sent jolts of pain with every slight movement. I made, no matter

asked, ignoring the pain I

hanging for, or how much longer Phillip had planned to keep me here, but my

at me like he was doing me a favor by giving me another chance to confess to a

pain in

difficult, Katrina," Phillip's voice was smooth as he circled me, the sound of his boots tapping

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yet, here we are" He arted, shaking

if doing this was you g to put him through pain but I knew he was going to enjoy every

Come

had no idea what to expect

in front of me and

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plenty of ways to make you sing, Katrina. And Silas would be more than

So that means Silas was still

would regret this Phillip,' I gritted out, my

over to the metal table that sat on the far

thin device, a baton with a crackling electric charge at the

flickered along its surface, sending

of the electricity buzzing filled the room, and my bly instinctively recoiled,

planning on doing

well and I fought the chains

up, Phillip

Phillip asked, looking

streamed down my face, silent cries escaping my

slide down my back as I watched him raise the baton, my breath

No, no.

any way out. But the chains held me firmly in

his mercy with nowhere

worry," he continued, his eyes glinting with

I'll start slow

baton touched my side and

an ear piercing scream as my body spasmed

on fire, the pain searing

baton away, a sick twisted smile on his face as

limp as I gasped for

I wonder how much more you can take before

panted softly as I stared at me, sweat breaking on my body. My clothes were soaked with

Told you.