The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 102

Katrina's POV

When I said I had a plan to kill him, I didn't mean a foul proof plan. It's been about thirty minutes and I've been staring at Ethan intently, searching for the right moment.

Sarah had noticed me staring and she stared back, not even looking away for a moment.

"If you want to kill, don't make it obvious," Silas said, pulling me closer to himself.

I wasn't making it obvious, I was just waiting for the right moment,

"Do something, act normal." Silas whispered, walking away from me.

Ethan stood at the center of it all, the groom in his tailored suit, exuding arrogance and charm.

His suit looked like it cost a lot of money and it would be a shame to get some blood on it.

I searched around for Sarah but his bride was nowhere to be seen-likely off attending to something. That left him unguarded.

Perfect.

In the few minutes he was left alone, I would make good use of it and end him.

My hand brushed against the pin hidden in the sleeve of my gown, the poisoned tip ready to end him. Silas had made it clear: no mistakes. The plan was simple-get close, strike, and leave. But as I approached Ethan, my heart thudded in my chest. What if something went wrong, or maybe I pricked myself and then I died?

That really sounded like something I would do.

"Ethan," I called, my voice steady despite the storm raging inside me.

Relax, Katrina. It's something easy. He wouldn't even feel it.

He turned, his expression shifting from annoyance to surprise, and then amusement. "Katrina."

The way he said my name sent a wave of anger through me. He was too comfortable, too confident, as if he believed I was still the naive girl he'd discarded like trash.

I was going to be his end and he wouldn't even see it coming.

"Congratulations on your wedding," I said sweetly, forcing a smile. "Care to share a dance with an old friend?"

Call it the last dance or the dance of death, but Ethan wasn't going to leave the dance floor alive.

I was here to make sure of that.

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if trying to make meaning out of my words. But hey, it was just an innocent act, Ethan wasn't going to think too much about me, so he would let his guard down.

he extended a hand, his smirk deepening.

See? I told you.

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we stepped onto the dance floor. The music slowed, the violins playing a

winked at her. This party was fun while it lasted, time to put an end to it. As his hand gripped my waist and we began to move, I

to kill me

up to meet his gaze. "Trying to

had a knife strapped to my thigh and a pin in my sleeves. If I could get out

what he was. "Just

a habit of running away? Who wouldn't run away from a man such as

death for you and I pretty

on the pin concealed in my sleeve. I just needed the right moment

where Sarah stood last and I

his voice dripping with false sincerity and my eyes

me? Was the sky about to

me. It was such a surprise to see him doing this. And funny it was rhat

you

didn't dress up

this when we were together. Maybe things would've turned out

he treated me?

inside me. "And here I thought your wedding day was supposed to be

about to

man right

and it

the music, the world around us fading into a blur. The weight of the pin in

were focused on what they were doing and

Now.

But before I could

pin slipped from my grip, pricking the waiter who had collided with

steadied myself, holding onto Ethan to prevent me

stammered, straightening the tray he was holding. He stepped

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okay?" Ethän asked as I brushed my hair out

needle in my sleeves and I was certain it had pricked the

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