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 process. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, a

over my body, a clear aftermath of last

to bother hiding this? I wondered

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

the tension

the way he'd looked at me

much, but

of me.

way downstairs for breakfast, hoping to get my

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

to the door, I stopped in my tracks, the voices

hated eating with them, but

I have

no choice right now.

deep breath, I pushed the door

men and women, all belonging

usual, they glanced at me with disdain, their eyes full of judgment, but this time something was

gossiping

about Silas and Marco's daughter,

Just silent glares.

I didn't

feeling a small sense of relief. Silas

with his

His

but he

state, his eyes roaming over

to

"You're in my spot,"

my hand still on

Who-

recognize walking toward me, her eyes sharp as

and poised, with an aura of authority that rivaled

smirk as she stopped

Who is this?

giving her

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was going to be someone that fitted

stare, my

reason

it out of anger? Inferiority?

seat," she said, her voice dripping with disdain.