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

on the door with what little strength

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

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

made it hard to see anything. My chest tightened, and my breaths came out in

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

do anymore.

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

was going to die here, choking

at my funeral and I doubt

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

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

wood broke, and fresh air rushed into the room. Through the haze, I saw a figure stepping into the fire, not caring

seem like him. I practically didn't

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

I rasped, barely

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

to be let

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

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

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

for something frantically. I saw him pull out an object from his pocket-a small

I pressed it to my lips and inhaled as deeply as I could. The medicine hit my lungs like

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Chapter 89

moment, I felt relief-But the

else, everything went black and

to the dull ache in my chest, people talking in

my eyes open, I realized I was in a different room, the

ached all over. I tried to sit up but I groaned in pain, falling back to

awake," someone asked and my eyes shot

by the door with her arms crossed

Little stunt?

voice came out hoarse, barely audible. I had

stepped closer, her lips pulled into

that would get you

own room on fire? I barely got out alive. If

these, but the glint in

Silas walked in. His eyes darted around

that I was alright as

his eyes lingering on my palm which were

of sight. They had gotten burnt while I was banging 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. Don't tell me you're buying her nonsense," Marie

shifted from me to

you talking about, Maria?" he