The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 84

Katrina's POV

After what seemed to be forever, my last class came to an end and I couldn't help the sigh of relief that escaped my lips. Imagine sitting for hours and not understanding anything being taught. I'm certain a lot of us have been there once or a lot. I didn't even wait for a minute longer, grabbing my bag and making my way out of the building.

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It was obvious I was eager to leave, waiting around would only bring a lot of wanted attention. And I didn't want any anyone trying to socialize with me and calling me 'new girl.

I wanted to study, but I said nothing about socializing with the people.

Just as I stepped off the last stair, I spotted Silas leaning against his black car. It seemed as if he was waiting for someone, but who?

He looked completely out of place for this setting. He had rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, showcasing the tattoos littered on his arm. People around stared at him, clearly drawn to his aura. I'm not the type to say some cringe shi, but right now, it was peak.

His sharp gaze fell on me the moment I appeared and my steps flattered.

He was waiting for me? But why? I thought we would have all gone our separate ways.

"Katrina," he called out and I stiffened.

Even if he wanted to wait for me, why was he here? Couldn't he wait somewhere more private?

Just relax Katrina, and walk past. Act like you didn't see him. But that was easier said than done as his eyesight followed my every step.

I walked past him, pretending not to notice, but of course, he wasn't going to let me off that easily.

"Get in the car," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

I turned to him, folding my arms across my chest. "No."

Why does he think that just because he says so, then I'd do

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his brows

I hissed, keeping my voice low.

a smirk, the kind that made me wa possibly start,

him and... something else. "What

my cheeks. "They don't know

you

real thing,

said that

but he doesn't

firmly, glancing around

His

eyes

a mistake. In one swift motion, he

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my wrist.

"Silas, don't you dare-"

weighed nothing. A loud gasp escaped my lips, and I instinctively

I yelled, my voice louder

the stares of every student close to us. My face burned with embarrassment, but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was how my body reacted to this-my stomach twisting, heat pooling low in my belly. My ass was in the air, completely exposed to the

I protested,

with irritation. "Let them see what happens

"Hey! Put her down!"

at the familiar voice and twisted my neck to see Aiden

ignore, he's only going to make this

tracks, his entire body tensing. Slowly, he turned to face Aiden, who was now standing a few feet clutching his

of this," Silas said coldly, his voice like

back down. "You can't just carry her off like

away,

to find out what happens when

opened my mouth to say something, but before I could, Silas shifted his grip

gasp escaped my lips as my jaw dropped

was deafening, cutting through the silence. My breath