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

voice cracked, banging on the

with tears as they smoke filtered in, making hard for me see. The room was starting to heat up, and at this rate I was going to get

I screamed when a lit up wood falls, leaping out of the way to

larger, and the thick smoke made it hard to see anything. My chest

and the flames had already swallowed that side of the

what to do anymore. I felt

burning as I struggled to breathe. The smoke curled around me, no oxygen left

to die here, choking

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

darkness began to take over, I heard the

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

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

him. I practically didn't care about who it was as

distance between us, pulling me closer to

rasped, barely

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 do. And so I clutched his jacket tighter, letting

to be let

like a slap and I took in greedy

But how could I? My airway felt blocked, and my hands clawed at my

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

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

to my lips and inhaled as deeply as I could. The

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Chapter 89

moment, I felt relief-But the world was already spinning

anything else, everything went black and

ache in my chest, people

I was in a different room, the

tried to sit up but I groaned

someone asked and my eyes

the voice and saw Maria standing by the door with her arms crossed and a smug expression

Little stunt?

talking about?" My voice came out hoarse, barely

her lips pulled into

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

room on fire? I barely got out alive. If Phillip hadn't saved me then

but the glint in her eyes told

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

to tell him that I was alright as I watched him scan

He asked, his eyes lingering on my

was banging against the door and now it hurts a lot. I wanted to whine, to complain about just

me to

he asked, his voice