The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 85

Katrina's POV

The car ride was tense. I sat still with

my arms

crossed, stealing glances

at Silas as

he drove in silence.

None of use had said a word to the other ever since he threw me into his car

like a sack.

My heart was still pounding in my chest, the sting of his earlier actions lingering on my skin and in my mind. I hated him for humiliating me like that in front of everyone. How could he just spank me that way? What would people think

A professor spanking a student in public? It would cause an uproar.

But what scared me more was the part of me that didn't hate it. The part that wanted him to continue even though I hated it, that part he brought out.

Screaming mentally, I tried to stop myself from having lewd thoughts but that was easier said than done.

I could still feel his palm slapping against my skin, just below my ass. And it sent shivers down my spine.

Seriously Katrina? I hissed to myself, snapping out of my thoughts.

I sounded like a pervert right now and it irked me. I never they get spanked by their uncle?

It was morally wrong. But again, I never claimed to be good.

had such thoughts previously. I mean who gets turned on when

I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to focus on the present. Looking outside the window, I realized that the streets grew less familiar as Silas drove farther away from the campus

Where was he taking me? Cause this didn't look like the way back home.

I looked between Silas who still had his eyes on the road, driving silently and out my surprised if he wanted to get rid of me.

window once more.

I wouldn't be

my voice sharper than I intended. I knew Silas wouldn't hurt me, more like I deluded "Where are we myself to believe that. But it wouldn't hurt if I

look at me. "You'll find out

was taking me to God

I snapped, my frustration bubbling over Why did you even come to the school? What was that all

question that had been

me you were going to be my professor, and what

all the questions I was asking, and Silas

ask too many questions, Katrina." That only made me angrier. "And you give no answers." Chapter

before returning

cold to me then. And the same is happening now. It

swallowed my retort, my heart pounding faster. I hated the power he had over me-the way he could make

was a warehouse just in front and it looked like it had

we doing here then? I couldn't think of a particular reason Silas would bring me

had to do with the mafia. And I was right.

car and stepped out without a word, leaving me alone. I sat there, gripping my bag

didn't tell me to stay, but

me before closing the

allowed to take a single step out of this

me. The way they moved and they kept turning around to look at me as they walked in. it was clear something big was happening. And whatever if was, I wasn't allowed to know.

important that Silas had to drag me

the

cat? Well luckily for me,

taken a step when I started to

on Katrina, just turn around. You don't have to know," I said to myself

my breath quickening as I approached the slightly ajar

I stepped inside, I wished I had listened to

already too late for me

to make a sound. No matter what, Inhad to make sure Silas didn't see me. Their voices grew clearer as I moved closer to the source of the noise, and finally I could see them. Silas stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by

was more convenient to do

ask him that, but I kept to myself,

our men," Silas said, his voice sounding cold "I'm not leaving

Marcos? My father?

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Chapter 85