The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 89

Katrina's POV

I screamed until my voice cracked, banging on the door with what little

My eyes were filled with tears as they smoke filtered in, making it hard this rate I was going to get turned to crisp.

"Ahh!" I screamed when a lit up wood falls, leaping out of the way to pr

The flames grew larger, and the thick smoke made it hard to see anyth short, sharp gasps.

I needed my inhaler. But it was on the nightstand, and the flames had

I didn't know what to do anymore. I felt really helpless.

I fell to my knees, clutching my chest, my lungs burning as I struggled left to breath.

This was it. I was going to die here, choking on smoke and heat, and 1

No one would cry at my funeral and I doubt there's actually be anyo

Just as the darkness began to take over, I heard the sound of the doo

Did Silas come to save me? For a moment I felt relieved, if there was few more years

The heavy wood broke, and fresh air rushed into the room. Throug caring about the flames at all.

Silas? But no, that didn't seem like him. I practically didn't care abo

He closed the distance between us, pulling me closer to his body. I

"Phillip?" I rasped, barely able to speak.

He didn't respond, just wrapped a cloth around my face and scoop down. But at this moment, that didn't seem like a reasonable thing

And so I clutched his jacket tighter, letting him pull me out of the

The moment we were in the hallway, the cool air hit me like a sla chest still felt like it was caving in.

"Breathe, Katrina," Phillip said, trying to calm me down. But how my neck instinctively.

I needed to breathe but it was hard to. It felt as if I was suffocatir

Phillip cursed under his breath and set me down on the floor, se object from his pocket-a small inhaler.

"Use this!" he ordered, shoving it into my hand.

With trembling fingers, I pressed it to my lips and inhaled as d

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Katrina's POV

my voice cracked, banging on the

in, making hard for me see. The room

falls, leaping out of the way to prevent it from making contact with my

thick smoke made it hard to see anything. My

But it was on the nightstand, and the flames had already swallowed that side of the

to do anymore. I

lungs burning as I struggled to breathe. The

going to die here, choking on smoke and

one would cry at my funeral and I doubt there's actually be anyone at mu

over, I heard the sound of the door being

was someone here then it meant I was going to live for a

room. Through the haze, I saw a figure stepping into the fire,

I practically didn't care about who

the distance between us, pulling me closer to his body. The familiar face stunned me

barely able to

me into his arms. I wanted to fight, to ask down. But at this moment, that didn't seem like a reasonable thing to do.

to be let

we were in the hallway, the cool air hit me like a slap and I took in greedy breaths. But it wasn't enough. My chest still felt like it

said, trying to calm me down. But how could I?

breathe but it was hard to. It felt as if I was suffocating, tears filling my eyes as I coughed up

cursed under his breath and set me down on the floor, searching for something frantically. I saw him pull out an object from

fingers, I pressed it to my lips and inhaled as deeply as I could.

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relief-But the world was already

thank him or say anything else, everything

the dull ache in my chest, people talking

in a different room, the faint smell of smoke still clinging to my hair and

dry, and my body ached all over. I tried to sit up but I groaned in pain, falling back to the

awake," someone asked and my

direction of the voice and saw Maria standing by the door with her arms crossed and a smug expression on her face. "Enjoy your little

Little stunt?

came out hoarse, barely audible.

lips pulled

your room on fire? Did you really think that would get you pity

barely got out alive. If Phillip hadn't saved me then I would have been dead. How

all these, but the glint in her eyes

respond, the door opened, and Silas walked in. His eyes darted around the room before they fell

that I was alright as I watched him scan

asked, his eyes lingering on

to complain about just how much it hurts, but I wasn't

shifted from me to

he asked, his voice dropping by