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.

robe in the process. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, a light gasp escaped my lips, my

my body, a clear

bother hiding this? I wondered as I stared at

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heard me last night, so I didn't think there was a point in covering up fully. Finally stepping under the

the tension in my

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

wasn't going to think about it much, but

of me.

the thought, I dressed quickly and made my way

guard outside my door and

I stopped in my tracks,

hated eating with

I have

no choice right now.

a deep breath, I pushed the door open and walked

men and women, all belonging to

their eyes full of judgment, but

gossiping like they

about Silas and Marco's daughter, he kept locked

Just silent glares.

I didn't mind

thought, feeling a small sense of relief. Silas had that effect, no one dared to

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

His

briefly, but he didn't say

state, his eyes roaming over my

chair beside him, about to sit down when a

"You're in my spot,"

froze my hand still on the back of

Who-

recognize walking

and poised, with an aura

twisted into a smirk

Who is this?

giving her a

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to be someone that fitted to

under her stare, my heart

some reason

out of anger? Inferiority? I

said, her voice dripping