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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Chapter 89

Katrina's POV

banging on the door with what little strength I had

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

lit up wood falls, leaping out of the way to prevent

see anything.

on the nightstand, and the flames had already

to do anymore. I felt

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

to die here, choking on smoke and heat,

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

began to take over, I heard the sound of

was someone here then it meant I was going

the haze, I saw a figure stepping into the fire,

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

us, pulling me closer to his body.

I rasped, barely able

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

to be let

me like a slap and I took in greedy breaths. But it wasn't enough. My chest still

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

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

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

inhaled as deeply as I could.

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Chapter 89

I felt relief-But the world

him or say anything else, everything went black and my head hit the

woke up to the dull ache in my chest, people talking

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

up but I groaned in

finally awake," someone asked and my

head to the 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 stunt?

are you talking about?" My voice came out hoarse, barely audible. I had

stepped closer, her lips pulled into a thin

on fire? Did you really think that would get you pity from Silas or Phillip? Pathetic." She shook

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

but the glint in her

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

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

alright?" He asked, his eyes lingering on

now it hurts a lot. I wanted to whine, to complain about just how much it hurts, but I wasn't

eyes shifted from me to

are you talking about, Maria?" he asked, his voice dropping by