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.

to get out of bed and stumble to the bathroom, peeling off the robe in the process. Staring

my body, a clear aftermath of

I wondered as

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Finally stepping under the shower, a deep sigh escaped my lips as I ran my fingers through my hair. wer

hot water did wonders for my body, easing the tension in my muscles as I let it run over

touched me, the way he'd looked at me like he owned every

it much, but yet here I

of me.

dressed quickly and made my way downstairs for

standing guard outside my door and I wondered if Silas finally saw no need

got to the door, I stopped in my

always hated eating with them, but

I have

no choice right now.

deep breath, I pushed the door

filled with men and women, all belonging to this

with disdain, their eyes

or gossiping

about Silas and Marco's

Just silent glares.

didn't mind

small sense of relief.

at the head of the table, sitting with his usual air of authority

His

to me briefly, but he didn't say anything as

to take in my state, his eyes

pulled out the chair beside him, about to sit down

"You're in my spot,"

still on

Who-

didn't recognize walking toward me, her eyes sharp as they locked

poised, with an aura of authority that

a smirk as she

Who is this?

giving her a once

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someone that fitted to be standing beside

stare, my heart beating

reason

it out of anger? Inferiority? I had