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 and I realized

No, no, no.

his wrist, Chris pushed me down to the bed, the back of my head

in a soundless cry as

Chris

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

watched with tears stinging my eyes, as he

imagined my first time to be,

someone I felt safe with. Someone like

was going to

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

down, my consciousness

up on being saved, I just didn't want to

let you go. Come on Katrina,

a feeling of helplessness

I should beg?

if I did

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

never mocked him; in fact, he was the one

wouldn't remember

trailing

in their trial, my body

to know what you'd feel like under me. Your

have your plump little lips wrapped around my cock while

away from him, disgust

door and then back at him and I knew there was no

you right from the moment I saw

his words, barely

first moment we

sixteen the first day I

been

I stuttered, barely able

hands wrapped around

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wanted 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

think about something like