The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

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I stared at Silas in silence, my imouth opening and closing like a Esh gasping for air.

"Do not make me repeat myself, Katrina," He said, his eyes boring through me.

I tried to grasp the situation but I couldn't form a single coherent thought.

His eyes were locked on mine, sending shivers down my spine.

His dominant tone made my heart race, and I swallowed thickly, slowly parting my legs like he said.

The warmth between my legs grew, betraying the way I was feeling.

"Good girl," He murmured.

He patted my head and my eyes widened in surprise.

What was that?

What was this feeling.!

Having him praise me and pat my head that way... Made me feel different.

Silas trailed his fingers up my thigh, rubbing my sex through my panties with his fingers.

He hadn't even touched me directly, and yet I was wet already.

"You're already so wet for me." He said, humming in satisfaction.

My cheeks tinged red and I looked away, filled with embarrassment and lust.

I yelped in surprise when Silas grabbed my leg without warning pulling me closer to him.

My back met the door with a soft thud.

"Wha-what are you doing?" I stuttered in shock

Silas grabbed my wrist and pinned it to the window, holding it tightly.

His other hand was still on my thigh, holding me in place.

The closeness of his body, his scent, and even his sheer dominance overwhelmed my senses.

His chest pressed against mine, trapping me between him and the door, his gaze piercing through me.

How did I get myself in this position with my uncle?

"You told me to do whatever I wanted didn't you?" He asked as he pinned me to the door, his lips brushing against my ears.

Had no idea how we had gotten to this position so quickly. How he had closed the distance between us, pinning me to the door.

in my chest as I realized just

and the car seemed to be a little too

didn't seem to

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race, and I wasn't sure if it was good

someone who was supposed to be your enemy, someone who got you just because he wanted

why I chose this dress, Katrina?" He asked, sniffing

I could tell that he had left a mark that would

I suggest you answer

Punish me?

thought and to my horror, I

way about a man who was supposed to be my

making my

be

I finally answered, my

under the thin waistband of

swift motion, he pulled

stuffed them into his

on doing with that?" I

wrists tighter, holding them in place

legs again; this time, nothing stopped him from doing what he wanted

entrance, sliding through my wetness

moan escaped my lips as he pushed one finger

free hand moving to my throat, wrapping around it with just

enough to let me know he

my throat and he could just snap my neck

against his fingers

ughtened his hold on my neck a bit, and a soft moan escaped my

a slut. You

of feeling through me, awakening a part of

stared straight

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him to

as his fingers moved deeper inside me, his thumb circling my sensitive spot sending waves

the window and I hoped no one could see what we were

vision as my eyes rolled back, his name

me closer to the edge, and my hips bucked against

the tension in my bodybuilding to its peak, a sharp knock on the glass startled both of

Silas' shoulder to see the driver standing outside the car, his knuckles still resting against the

even realized that we had stopped

voice muffled

reality crashing back