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

banging on the door with what little strength I

with tears as they smoke filtered in, making hard for me see. The room was starting to heat up,

out of the way to prevent it from

to see anything. My chest tightened,

on the nightstand, and the flames had already swallowed that side

know what to do anymore. I

clutching my chest, my lungs burning as I struggled to breathe. The smoke curled around

was it. I was going to die here, choking on smoke and heat, and no one would

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

darkness began to take over, I heard the sound of the door being

Silas come to save me? For a moment I felt relieved, if there was someone here then it

fresh air rushed into the room. Through the haze, I saw a

that didn't seem like him. I practically didn't

to his

barely able to

face and scooped me into his arms. I wanted to fight, to ask down. But at this moment, that

to be let

me like a slap and I

could I? My airway felt blocked, and my hands

hard to. It felt as if I was suffocating, tears filling

on the floor, searching for something frantically. I saw him pull out an

deeply as I could. The

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the world was already

thank him or say anything else, everything went black and

ache in my chest, people

in a different room, the

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

asked and my eyes shot

arms crossed and a smug expression on her face. "Enjoy your little stunt?" she sneered and my brows pulled

Little stunt?

voice came out

her lips pulled into

you pity from Silas or Phillip? Pathetic."

got out alive. If Phillip hadn't saved me

in her eyes told me she knew a

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

that I was alright as I watched him scan

asked, his eyes lingering on my palm

it hurts a lot. I wanted to whine, to complain about just how much it hurts, but I wasn't certain what would happen if I did. "Come on, Silas. Don't tell me you're

me

about, Maria?" he asked, his voice dropping