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 at my reflection in the mirror, a

hickeys scattered all over my body,

to bother hiding this? I

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point in covering up fully. Finally stepping under the shower, a deep sigh escaped my lips as I ran my

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

touched me, the way he'd looked at

wasn't going to think about it much, but yet here I

of me.

way downstairs

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

my tracks, the voices of people

with them, but

I have

no choice right now.

pushed

table was filled with men and women,

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

weren't whispering or gossiping like

no hushed conversations about Silas

Just silent glares.

didn't

of him, I thought, feeling a small sense of

of the table, sitting with his usual air of authority and I made

His

but he

seemed to take in my state, his

out the chair beside him, about to sit down when a voice

"You're in my spot,"

my hand still on the

Who-

turned to see a wornan I didn't recognize walking toward me,

poised, with an

red lips twisted into a smirk as she stopped in front

Who is this?

wondered, giving her

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to be someone that fitted to be standing

stare, my heart beating a little

some reason

it out of anger? Inferiority? I had