The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 69

Trigger warning

This chapter contains an attempted rape scene.

Katrina's POV

The lamp connected with his arm and he hissed loudly, clutching it.

His eyes widened in anger, his teeth gritting in pain.

The hit wasn't that lethal but it had momentarily stunned him.

Using this as an opportunity, I dropped the lamp and sprinted around him, heading for the door.

I had to escape from here. I just had to.

"Katrina!" Chris bellowed from behind me and my heart thumped faster in fear.

Come on, come on.

My fingers shook as I tried to unlock the door and I let out a sigh of relief when it finally pulled open Finally, I could escape-

I let out a scream when my hair is grabbed, reaching out behind me to hold Chris wrist.

He had grabbed my hair roughly, pulling me back into the room and shutting the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" He hissed from behind me. tightening his hold on my hair.

I know I kept saying I liked it rough, but I didn't mean it this way.

My eyes watered when his grip tightened, my scalp burning.

I could feel my hair getting pulled out from my scalp.

"Let go, I forced out through gritted teeth, my fingers still behind my head.

At this rate, I was going to get bald faster than I expected. That if I lived past today.

if

"I'm only just starting my baby. All you have to do is relax and you'll enjoy it,

of fear through me

No, no, no.

one tug of his wrist, Chris pushed me down to the bed, the back of my head making contact

soundless cry as pain burst through

Katrina," Chris tutted, hovering above

want to listen to any of his bullshit, but at this point, I didn't think I had a choice. He stared

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long I've waited to put you in this position. A position beneath

stinging my eyes, as he unbuckled his

first time to be, this wasn't what

was supposed to be with someone I felt

now it was going to

satisfaction of seeing me cry, but could

my consciousness slipping to the back of my

just didn't want to be

Cry and ask me to let you go. Come on Katrina, I want to

helplessness through me,

I should beg?

him if I did that, so I would rather

That fiery spirit you always mocked me with, where is it? He yelled, and I flinched, turning my face away. It was long

mocked him; in fact, he was the one doing the

he wouldn't

started, trailing

trial, my body shuddering in fear

what you'd feel like under me. Your breath

plump little

from

then back at him and I knew there

you right from the moment I saw you first drove me

words, barely able to believe

first

first day I met Chris and he was

have been

that... I stuttered, barely

ask? That day, Marcos had his hands wrapped around your throat, and you glared at

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receiving end of your stare. I wanted to be the one to break you and fix

about something like that,