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.

a hand, his

See? I told you.

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

Sarah's a few distance away and I 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,

he trying to kill me

my head up to

knife strapped to my thigh and a pin in my sleeves. If I could get out that pin then it was all

and cold, a reminder of just what he was. "Just making sure you don't run away. You have

wouldn't run away from a

would only mean death for you and

the retort that rose in my throat, focusing instead on the pin concealed in my sleeve. I just needed the right moment when

back to where Sarah stood last and I was happy to

beautiful tonight," Ethan said, his voice dripping with false sincerity and my eyes snapped back to

was complimenting me? Was the sky

about my looks but not to compliment me. It was such a surprise to see him doing this. And funny it was rhat

you

didn't dress up

we were together.

he treated me? Was he expecting

smile, masking the rage bubbling inside me. "And here I thought your wedding day was supposed to be about

was about to get Mattie's to

a man right

faltered, just for a moment, and it gave me

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

on what they were doing and they weren't

Now.

edge of his sleeve. But before I could strike, someone bumped into me from behind,

pricking the waiter who had

onto Ethan to prevent me from kissing the

the waiter stammered, straightening the tray he was holding.

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okay?" Ethän asked as I brushed my hair

in my sleeves and I was

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