The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 83

Katrina's POV

I stood outside Silas's office, time seeming to stretch longer than usual as I paced

For some reason, I felt nervous along with something else I couldn't quite place.

Blair was there with him. I couldn't stop picturing her sng face leaning to close to him, whispering things I didn't want to

Do they know each other? Why did it seem as if she was close to bim

Why did he ask me to stay outside just to leave me waiting outside like this? Different thoughts ran through my head, each one leading to Silas having some sort of thing with Blair.

I've heard of student and professor relationships, is that what Silis had with Blair?

The thought of it made my blood boil and I spun around, marching to his door to pull it open.

Before my fingers touched the handle, the door creaked open, Bhair stepping out.

She had been laughing about something Silas had said as she pulled the door shut, her eyes clashing with my furious ones

She didn't even pretend to be surprised to see me. Instead, she paused, her eyes narrowing before a sly smile spread across her lips.

For some reason. I hated her more than anything right now.

'Still waiting for him to throw you a bone?" she sneered, her voice breaking the awkward silence between us..

clenched my fists, swallowing the sharp retort rising in my throat "What do you want. Blair?"

der grin widened as if my reaction was exactly what she wanted. She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Just a riendly reminder, sweetheart. Silas doesn't belong to anyone. Least of all you" What? She sounded like she was so close to him, how could she know that?

ty eyes darted to the office she had just walked out from and then back to her face.

efore I could respond, she turned on her heel and strutted away, her laughter echoing down the hallway. My nails bit into

y palms, but I forced myself to stay rooted in place. Confronting her wouldn't fix anything

at it would give me some sort of satisfaction to hear her screaming in pain.

it right now, I have something else to do.

opened again, and Silas' voice cut through my thoughts.

words and Silas' tone. He could have

my chest, I made my way into

expression unreadable. I stared glaringly at him, wanting to send him six

he asked,

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I replied, keeping my tone as

me." My eyes turned to slits as matched his stare. Why was he sounding

same. Who is that chick to you?" I

know each other and it was

back to the time Phillip had tortured me and I

niece? That means they have some sort of relationship and are

nuts in my head turned and the words were past my lips before I

You seem to have a

couldn't stop the words from coming out, but

jaw tightened, his expression darkening. He closed the distance between us in

1. me.

he growled, pressing

where," he said, his voice cold And neither

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to stand my ground. "Then why do you let her talk to me like that? Why do you let her hang around you

more unnerving than any response he could

you think you're in control here?" he

could respond, there was a sharp knock at the door. Silas

opened, and Aiden stepped inside, clutching a notebook. His eyes darted between Silas and me,

seen your professor pinning a coursemate to the

assignment, Aiden stammered, his voice hesitant as he stared at

stiffening. "You

I could see the unease in his expression, the way

make it better that Silas made no effort to put some distance

later," Aiden said quickly,

his voice like

Silas' gaze never left him,

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