The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

08:56 Mon, Nov 25

Chapter

87

Katrina's POV

I stayed in my room for hours, everything that had happened replaying in my mind.

Silas's words was like a broken record, going on and on in repeat.. He said I was leverage, a pawn in his game and for some reason that hurt me.

I knew I shouldn't have expected anything from him, I mean he said it repeatedly. But still...

A thought flashed through mu mind and I pushed up from where I laid. I knew what I had to do.

I couldn't stay here anymore. I had to leave before he decided to use me against my father. Or worse, hand me back to him.

Sitting on the edge of my bed, I thought about how to escape. The mansion was heavily guarded, but I knew the layout. If I could slip past the guards and make it to the gate, maybe I'd have a chance.

go

after this? It wouldn't be like last time where I had no idea where the gate was. But where would I

I was literally broke with no money to my name, how would I survive?

Aunt Martha came mind and my lips pulled into a smile. She was the only member of my mom's family who I knew.

I could find my way to her and everything ends well.

With that plan in mind, I stood and went to the window, watching the guards who were moving outside.

My chest tightened as I watched them move, I needed to move carefully.

Later that night, I put on simple shoes and tied my hair back, ready to leave. My heartbeat was loud in my ears as I crept out of the room, trying to be as quiet as possible.

The halls were dark and quiet, the only sound coming from my soft footsteps.

I winced as I tiptoed my way down, praying that my plan works and Silas don't hear me.

I only made it to the back staircase when I heard a voice. My heart stopped, but I ducked behind a pillar holding my breath. The guard walked past without noticing me.

My heart raced in my chest, my hands trembling as I pressed myself to the wall.

This was it. I was going to make it out.

could reach the exit, I felt a hand grab my arm. I gasped, whipping around, only to see Silas standing

voice was low, his words filled

late? And how did he know I was

just about to make up an excuse when I remembered what had gotten me so

glared at him, yanking my arm free. "Let me

make that choice," he snapped, his jaw tight. "Get back to

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I yelled, my chest heaving. "You don't own me, Silas. I'm

to remind you of the day you

at me for a long moment, his eues searching mine

me back

not going anywhere," he said before

to me," I screamed, rushing

fist pounded against the door pathetically but as usual

85%

for the mafia ball. Alisa entered my room with a red

said softly, adjusting the

in the mirror. The person staring back didn't

things. This was the third ball I was

we arrived at the ball,

move.

felt eues on me, following me around like

stayed close to Silas, even though I hated him. At

in the distance, his

Oh God, no.

his lips pulled into a

churned as he made his way toward me, and I looked around, searching for an Silas had stepped away to speak with someone,

chills down my spine. "You look... lovely." "What do you want?" I asked,

leaning closer so only I could hear. "Did you really think I let you stay with Silas out of kindness? Don't be foolish, girl. You're my daughter. Your place

knew that. He only gave me to Silas for something

scream, but his hand gripped my arm tightly, holding

cares for you?" Marcos continued, his voice dripping with malice. "You're just another piece on the board, Katrina. Remember

to pull away, but his grip tightened. "You don't control me I

control me, I was always going to be a puppet

And he knew that

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