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.

as I realized just how close we

had enveloped my small frame, and the car seemed to be a little too small

he didn't seem

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heart race, and I wasn't sure

who got you just because he wanted to make life a

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

on it. I could tell that

you a question, Katrina. I suggest you answer or else

Punish me?

at the thought and to my horror, I realized I was turned on by the

was wrong with me? How could I feel this way about a man who was supposed to

who enjoyed making

be going

why you chose it," I finally answered, my voice barely a

under the thin

he pulled them down, taking

he stuffed them into his pocket

are you planning on doing with

wrists tighter, holding them in place with

legs again; this time, nothing

sliding through

as he pushed one finger inside me,

hand moving to

grip wasn't tight, but it was enough to let me know he was in

wrapped around my throat and he could just snap my neck and end me

against his fingers as I

ughtened his hold on my neck a bit, and a

a slut. You

me, awakening a part

straight at him with my lips

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him

deeper inside me, his thumb circling

against the window and I hoped

my vision as my eyes rolled back, his name leaving my lips in

fingers worked me closer to the edge, and my hips bucked against his hand, seeking more, my

in my bodybuilding to its peak,

to see the driver standing outside the car, his knuckles still

even realized that we had

arrived, the driver said, his voice muffled but I could still understand what he

heart dropped, reality crashing back into me like