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,

through me and I realized I was

No, no, no.

pushed me down to the bed, the back of my

in a soundless

dear Katrina," Chris tutted,

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

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

my eyes, as

time to be, this

to be with someone I

was going to be

that satisfaction of seeing me cry, but could only watch silently as he did whatever he

shut down, my consciousness slipping to the back of my

being saved, I just

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

sent a feeling of helplessness through me, and I stared at

I should beg?

be more satisfying for him if I did that, so I would

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

him; in fact, he

he wouldn't remember

trailing his fingers over my

in their trial, my body

fantasy to know what you'd feel like under me. Your breath on me and your

your plump little

my face away from him, disgust filling

and then back at him and I knew there was no way for

in you right from the moment I saw you first drove

his words, barely able to believe

the first moment

I

been

stuttered, barely able to make

his hands wrapped around your throat,

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to be the one with my fingers wrapped around your throat. I wanted to be the one at the receiving end of your stare. I wanted to be the one to break you and fix your tiny broken pieces to fit

could he even think about something like that,