The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 57

Katring

POV

"Let's stop for ice cream." I cried out, tapping my hand repeatedly as I stared at the ice cream place in front of us.

We were currently on our way home and the sun was extremely hot.

Of course, I couldn't feel it because Air Con was turned on, but still

We had finished school quite faster than I had expected, and no I didn't want to be going home earlier than I wanted.

It was going to be filled with awkward stares from the members of Silas family and Maria trying to end my life.

None of his Mata members had done anything to try and harm in the past few days, unlike before.

I didn't forget that my father had asked me to find something in Silas' main office and each time I thought about that, my heart dropped.

How was I supposed to do something like that?

And it's been a few days since the ball, so Father would reach out to me soon.

I wonder what he would do when he found out I didn't do as he said.

And Silas

What would his reaction be if he found out about it?

I wasn't certain, but for now, I was going to forget about the fight for power between them and focus on what I had now

And that was Ice cream.

"Silas..." I whined, tapping my foot impatiently as we drove by the shop..

I stared out the window as the building reduced in size with each passing minute.

He wasn't going to check it, he was just going to drive by.

"Nooooooooo, I cried out, my voice too tiny to belong to a twenty-four-year-old.

It was moments like this that I could forget things and just be free, and I was happy about that.

"Stop behaving like a child," Silas scolded not taking his eyes off the road.

I turned to glare at him, my eyes squinted with my lips pulled into a pout.

"You could have just stopped for us to pick some up and leave; we didn't have to eat it there," I whined, glaring at him.

A few weeks ago and I wouldn't even have tried to talk to him this way I was certain that if I did, my head would be rolling

For some reason, ever since I agreed to be Silas' sub was given a bit more freedom around the house, and then I've been acting this way.

I didn't hate him like I used to, but I didn't like him either.

I needed him to g

get by and to ensure that I survived.

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It was undeniable that Had gotten a bit closer to him, and he didn't scare me like before.

I wanted to ask him if he hated me like he did previously, but I didn't have the mind to.

he would hate me but

mind, and each time it did, I

see

his enemy's daughter and also his dead wife

be thinking about things like these, but

could hate Marcos for all

Most definitely not.

allowed

more he hates me the less my chances

act this way, the fewer

I was easy.

anything that would have my head rolling, which included doing what Marcos had asked me to

screeched behind us as Silas turned the car around, ignoring the traffic and

right in front of us, the car a few inches away from ramming into us. "Silas!" I

possibility of getting killed because of his recklessness And Silas seemed to be

his hands still on the steering

He said, pressing

eyes were dark as he drove forward with his

at him, seeing

hanked as they swerved to avoid ramming into us, their drivers cursing at

was certain Silas was going to be the end

his attention back to the road, swerving off to the other side

stopped their cars suddenly, a few seconds

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gasped, breathing

going back the way

and act mad about his lack of consideration

the way he turned it wiped

fingers wrapped around my throat

an instant, my anger

Silas stated and I snapped out

do that? And out of the blue at that...

to set up a billboard that said

I said

me wanting ice cream justified the stunt he just pulled "What if people got into an accident and died?"

car around just because wanted ice

out, talking like it was no

else, and I doubt his

don, and obviously, people dying meant nothing to

okay with

but I'm not a

car stopped in front of the ice cream place and

got out

I remained seated in the car,

for a red carpet?" Solas hissed sarcastically pulling

I smiled sweetly at him, climbing down as

too hard that I wanted him to open up the door, it would have been better if he helped me down, but Lguess we

with what we got.

slammed the door shut, turning

barely able to contain my happiness as I

about his reckless driving was forgotten, ice cream filling

judge me. Have you never seen a twenty-four-year-old get excited about ice

the counter

at Silas and her eyes raked over his features

around her fingers and I resisted the urge to

buttons of her shirt were undone, showing her slightly non-existent cleavage as she pushed her chest out. Could she get any

really attractive, but he was, like, half her

couldn't understand how anyone

me. His hair had

I stared