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 door with what

for me see. The room was starting to heat up, and at this rate

lit up wood falls, leaping out of the way to

to see

But it was on the nightstand, and

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

chest, my lungs burning as I struggled to breathe. The

die here, choking on smoke and heat, and no one would

funeral and I doubt there's actually be anyone at

darkness began to take over, I heard

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

into the room. Through the haze, I saw a figure stepping into the fire, not

no, that didn't seem like him. I practically didn't care about who it was as long

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

I rasped, barely

didn't respond, just wrapped a cloth around my face and scooped me into his arms. I wanted to fight, to ask down. But at this moment, that didn't seem like a reasonable thing to

to be let

were in the hallway, the cool air hit me like a slap and I took in greedy breaths. But

could I? My airway felt

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

on the floor, searching for something frantically. I saw him pull out an object from his pocket-a small inhaler. "Use this!" he

inhaled as deeply as I could. The medicine hit

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I felt relief-But the world was already spinning too

else, everything went black

the dull ache in my chest, people talking in hushed

realized I was in a different room, the faint smell of smoke still clinging to

felt dry, and my body ached all over. I tried to sit up

finally awake," someone asked and my eyes

my head to the direction of the voice and saw Maria standing by the door with her arms

Little stunt?

are you talking about?" My voice came out hoarse,

her lips pulled into

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

barely got out alive.

ask all these, but the glint in her

in. His eyes darted around the room before they fell on me on the

I was alright as I watched

alright?" He asked, his eyes lingering on my palm

against the door and now 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.

from me to Maria,

nonsense are you talking about, Maria?" he asked, his