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

screamed until my voice cracked, banging on the door

eyes were filled with tears as they smoke filtered in, making hard for me see. The room was starting to heat

lit up wood falls, leaping out of

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

But it was on the nightstand, and the flames had already

know what to do anymore. I

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

here, choking on smoke and heat, and

at my funeral and I doubt there's

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

was someone

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

like him. I practically didn't care about

between us, pulling me closer to his body.

I rasped, barely

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

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

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

felt as if I was suffocating, tears

I saw him pull out an object from his pocket-a small

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

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felt relief-But the

him or say anything else, everything went

my

eyes open, I realized I was in a different room, the faint smell

I tried to sit up but I groaned in pain, falling back to the bed and shutting

someone asked and my

with her arms crossed and a smug expression on her face. "Enjoy your little stunt?" she sneered and my brows

Little stunt?

talking about?" My voice came out hoarse, barely audible. I had my throat filled with

closer, her lips pulled into

Did you really think that would get you pity from Silas

got out alive. If Phillip hadn't saved me then I would have been dead. How

the glint in her eyes told

opened, and Silas walked in. His eyes darted around the room

was alright as

He asked, his eyes lingering on my palm

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

me to

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