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 little

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

when a lit up wood falls, leaping out of the way to prevent it from

hard to see anything. My chest tightened, and my breaths

it was on the nightstand, and the flames had

do

to my knees, clutching my chest, my lungs burning as I struggled

was it. I was going to die here, choking on smoke and heat, and

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

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

moment I felt relieved, if there was

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

didn't care about who it was as long as I

me closer to his body. The familiar face stunned

barely able

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

to be let

the hallway, the cool air hit me like a slap and I took in greedy breaths. But it wasn't enough. My chest still felt like

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

if I was suffocating, tears filling my eyes as I coughed up

down on the floor, searching for something frantically. I saw him pull out an object from his pocket-a

fingers, I pressed it to my lips and inhaled as deeply as I

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felt relief-But the world

thank him or say anything else, everything

to the dull ache in my chest, people talking in hushed voices

I realized I was in a different room, the

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

awake," someone asked and my eyes shot

arms crossed and a smug expression

Little stunt?

My voice came out hoarse, barely audible.

closer, her lips pulled into a

fire? Did you really think that would get you

think I would set my own room on fire? I barely got out alive. If Phillip hadn't saved me then I would have been dead. How could

the glint in her eyes told me

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

him that I was alright as I watched

eyes lingering on my palm which were bandaged

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 hissed, pointing

eyes shifted from me

he asked,