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,

fear through me and I realized I

No, no, no.

the

widened in a soundless cry as pain burst

dear Katrina," Chris tutted, hovering

of his bullshit, but at this point, I didn't think I had a choice. He stared at me with hunger in his eyes, hungrily

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

stinging my eyes,

how I imagined my first time to

be with someone I felt safe with. Someone

now it was going to

satisfaction of seeing me cry, but could only

instantly shut down, my consciousness slipping to

just didn't want to

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

feeling of helplessness

I should beg?

satisfying for him if I did that, so

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

never mocked him; in fact, he was

wouldn't remember

trailing his fingers over my

trial, my

always had the fantasy to know what you'd feel like under me. Your breath on me and your fingers digging

plump little lips

my face away from him, disgust filling me

and then back at him and I knew there was no

you right from the moment I

at his words, barely able to

from the first moment we

I met Chris and he was

been

I stuttered, barely able to make

hands wrapped around

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decided then, I 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

he even think about something like that, and