The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 80

Katrina's POV

The class dragged on, but my focus wasn't on the lesson-it was on him.

I wasn't the only one who found it hard to take my eyes off himy, more than half of the female population stared at the perfect specimen standing before us.

Silas stood at the front, explaining something about economics but all I could think about was how out of place he looked here.

He wasn't supposed to be a professor, that role didn't suit him.

With his salt and pepper hair gelled back and packed into a low ponytail.

Silas had a shirt and trousers on, with about two shirt buttons undone.

"He just stared at me," a girl behind me whispered to her friend, making me turn to them both subconsciously.

He stared at her. She wishes

Silas wasn't just a substitute professor. He was a man who commanded rooms with a glance, and right now, that attention was aimed straight at me.

Every time our eyes met, I felt like I couldn't breathe, like he was peeling away all the layers I tried to keep hidden

Each time he asked a question, he would throw it directly at me, and I would be forced to answer.

Causing people to stare at me occasionally.

I didn't want to be noticed; I didn't want people staring at me.

But that seemed to be practically impossible at this point.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, trying to avoid his gaze, but my nerves only got worse when I felt a hand brush against my thigh.

My head snapped to the side, and the guy sitting next to me-Ryon-was leaning closer than before.

What does he want?

Ar first, I thought it might've been an accident, but when his hand lingered, I realized it wasn't.

This fucker dared to touch me.

whispered, flashing a grin like this was some kind

I didn't find

Jot at all.

my body frozen as I glanced

notice, or maybe they did and they just didnt

to

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Chapter 800

not us. No, not us, but at the

fucked, seriously

his

the tension radiating off him from

Oh, no.

he was just about to end a life and that

he pulled his hand

I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was going to

at Silas again, but

class finally ended. I let out

immediately, and boy, was I happy about

66%

the room and I glanced toward

to him now, maybe even get him outside like I was

leave this

walked up to

I need

My stomach dropped.

A word!

going to be more than a word

my grandma is home alone and I need to

through my teeth to the man

was left standing there as the room emptied, dread pooling in my

door finally shut, Silas turned to me, his expression unreadable as he took slow

hard, trying to keep my voice steady. "I

wrong?" he repeated,

didn't see him touching you!" He spat, his eyes holding nothing