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.

before I could reach the exit, I felt a hand grab my arm. I gasped, whipping around, only to see Silas standing there. His face was blank but I knew he was fuming. My heart dropped amd at that

was low, his words

here so late? And how did he

an excuse when I remembered what had gotten

my arm free. "Let me

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

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

to remind you of the day you

at me for a long moment, his eues

let out a frustrated breath and dragged me back to my room, locking the door

he said before

that to me," I screamed, rushing to the door but I

pathetically but as usual I was

85%

for the mafia ball. Alisa entered my room with a red gown, her eyes filled with

need to look perfect," she said softly, adjusting the jewelry around my neck. "This night is

muttered, looking at myself in the mirror. The person

like me for all these things. This was the third ball I

at the ball, I felt

move.

on me, following

hated him. At least he was a shield between me and

figure was obvious in

Oh God, no.

dropped as his lips pulled into

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

smoothly, his voice sending chills down my spine. "You look... lovely." "What do you want?" I asked, keeping my voice steady

stay with Silas out of kindness?

gave me to Silas for something

scream, but his hand gripped my arm tightly, holding me in

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

pull away, but his grip tightened. "You don't control me I whispered, though my voice lacked

I was always going to be a puppet

And he knew that

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