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.

and stumble to the bathroom, peeling off the robe in the process. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, a light gasp escaped my lips,

my body, a clear aftermath of last

I wondered as I stared at my

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fully. Finally stepping under the shower, a

body, easing the tension in my muscles as I

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

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

of me.

my way downstairs for breakfast, hoping to get

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

door, I stopped in my tracks, the voices of people drifting through the

eating with them,

I have

no choice right now.

pushed the door open

and women,

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

weren't whispering or gossiping

were no hushed conversations about Silas and

Just silent glares.

didn't mind

him, I thought, feeling a small sense of relief. Silas had that effect, no

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

His

me briefly, but he didn't say anything

state, his eyes roaming over my

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

"You're in my spot,"

my hand still on the

Who-

walking

poised, with an aura of

red lips twisted into a smirk as she stopped in front of

Who is this?

her

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going to be someone that fitted to be standing beside Silas,

my heart

some reason I

it out of anger? Inferiority? I had