The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 47

I woke up slowly, my body aching in places 1 hadn't realized could ache.

A dull soreness throbbed between my legs making me wince in pain as I tried to move.

Every small shift reminded me of last night, of Silas and the way he had pushed me to my limits.

I wasn't aware that I would be this exhausted, I didn't even know when I had passed out.

Everything that had happened, right from the beginning to the end ran through my mind in an endless loop.

I bit my lip, feeling the flush spread across my checks as my mind replayed the moments.

Right from him tying me up to the end.

How had I gotten back to my room?

I finally paid attention to the environment around me, gripping the bedsheet underneath me.

The sheets felt unfamiliar and for a second, I panicked, not knowing how I ended up here.

I was with Silas last, wasn't I?

I was even wearing a robe and it further confused me.

But then it hit me: Silas must have carried me back; that was obviously what had happened.

I couldn't remember anything after that last wave of pleasure, but the soreness in my body told me everything I needed to know God, what he did to me..

When he said he was going to worship my body, he did so and left no crumps and that without satisfying himself.

It made me feel bad that Silas had only focused on me, not bothering about himself.

Realizing that I had gonen lost in thoughts, I shook my head, trying to push the memories away before I got too caught up

in them

Blushing, I sat up slowly, groaning at the tightness in my muscles.

I need a shower.

I thought to myself, running my hand through my hair.

But what I didn't have was the strength to leave this bed right now.

If I was given the chance, I would stay in bed for the whole day.

At that exact moment, my stomach grumbled, reminding me that I should head out for breakfast immediately.

stumble to the bathroom, peeling off the robe in the

scattered all over my body, a clear aftermath of last

to bother hiding this? I wondered as

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didn't think there was a point in covering up fully. Finally stepping under the shower, a

my body, easing the tension in my muscles as I

touched me, the

think about it much, but yet

of me.

thought, I dressed quickly and made my way downstairs for breakfast, hoping to get my mind off

times, I didn't see anyone standing guard outside my door and I wondered if Silas finally saw

stopped in my tracks, the voices of

eating with

I have

no choice right now.

I pushed the door

with men and women,

glanced at me with disdain, their eyes full of judgment, but this time

gossiping like they usually

hushed conversations about Silas and Marco's daughter, he

Just silent glares.

didn't mind

him, I thought, feeling a small sense of relief.

spotted him at the head of the table, sitting with his usual air of

His

he

seemed to take in my state, his eyes

out the chair beside him, about to sit down when

"You're in my spot,"

still on the back of

Who-

didn't recognize walking toward me, her

and poised, with an aura of

a smirk as she stopped in

Who is this?

giving her

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there was going to be someone that fitted to be standing

stare, my heart beating

some reason I

it out of anger? Inferiority? I had