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.

his smirk deepening. "How could

See? I told you.

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

This party was fun while it lasted, time to put an end to it. As

trying to kill me with that

head up to meet his gaze. "Trying

in my sleeves. If

he was. "Just making sure you don't run away. You have a habit

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

mean death for you and

my throat, focusing instead on the pin concealed in my sleeve. I just needed the right moment when no one would notice

stood last and

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

the sky about to

such a surprise to see him doing this. And funny it was rhat when he finally did

you

didn't dress up

this when we were together. Maybe

he forget just how he treated me? Was he expecting

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

thinking she was about to get Mattie's to the best man in

man right now.

smirk faltered, just for a moment, and it gave

the music, the world around us fading into a blur. The weight of the pin in my hand felt heavier with

on what they were doing and they weren't looking at

Now.

my fingers brushing the edge of his sleeve. But before I could strike, someone

from my grip, pricking the waiter who had

Ethan to prevent me from kissing the

stammered, straightening the tray he was holding. He stepped away, disappearing into

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okay?" Ethän asked as I brushed

sleeves and I was certain it had pricked

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