The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 107

Katrina's POV

The next morning, I woke up with a start. I wasn't certain when had fallen asleep, or even how I got to my bed

Because my mind had replayed Ethan's grin and the threat he'd hade over and over.

I still couldn't believe that the person I had freaked out for killing carelessly was still very much alive and was threatening us.

How do I get over that?

I rubbed my arms, feeling a chill even though the room wasn't cold. Silas's warning was something else I couldn't forget/ Stay alive. I'll handle it.

It didn't comfort me. Not in the slightest. He was a Completely different person when facing his work.

I wasn't naïve enough to think I'd be safe just because Silas said so. He was a man, there's only so much he could do.

Ethan was alive, and he hated me enough to come back. Having your ex stab you at your wedding wasn't exactly a happy

memory

That thought alone kept my heart racing. And knowing who he was, he was coming for revenge.

After dressing, I tried to distract myself by pacing the room. I told myself not to overthink, but it was impossible. Every -ereak in the house, every faint noise outside my door made me jump. What If Ethan would come for me and Silas wouldn't be able to save me?

My thoughts were moving at a fast pace and nothing I did was enough to calm me down.

And that was when I saw it.

A single rose lying on the table by the window. My blood froze as I stared at it, my knees going weak. That hadn't been there

table. last night. And there was no way Silas had kept a rose on my

My heart raced as I thought of the possibilities of it getting there. There wasn't much and I wasn't going to let myself think of the worse.

Slowly, I walked toward it, my hands trembling. The petals were bright red, fresh, but the stem was dark and thorny. I reached for it and noticed a small note tucked underneath. Katrina.

That was all it said. Just my name. But the handwriting-it was his. Ethan's. I would recognize that anywhere within a thousand writings.

I stumbled back, my chest tightening. My breath came in short gasps, and panic clawed at my throat. How had it gotten here?

I hadn't felt this much fear in a long time and right now I was frozen.

My first thought was to run to Silas. He'd know what to do, right? But then I remembered the way he'd brushed me off last night. He didn't want me involved.

My door creaked slowly and I blanched. There was someone in the room with me.

I tried to move my fingers, but my whole body was stilled in shock. I couldn't do anything.

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do something. Movell I urged myself, but I sti

and I was too scared to

silence, I finally forced myself to turn around,

slightly but there was no

against my chest, feeling my heart beat at a million miles per hour. It was

the inhaler by my bedside, I pressed it against my ps, taking

needed to talk

lips,

my bare feet slapped against the cold oor, I hadn't bothered to put

made my way down the long hallway to Silas's study. It

door was slightly ajar, and

the kind of tone he used

he

was definitely not Phillip in there with

the other person replied. It sounded like Darius, one of Silas's right-hand men. "If he gets too close,

of the note in my hand, and I forced myself to take a deep breath. Silas needed

around

pushed the door

narrowed immediately, his jaw tightening like

his tone clipped. "This

like he was

blurted out, holding up the note. "He was in

expression darkened. He strode over to me, snatching the note from my hand without hesitation. His eyes scanned the single word, his body

that meant a

was him?" Darius asked,

his handwriting. And there was a rose. He left it

singly roses while we were

note in his fist, his breathing heavy. "Darius, double the

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inor out without

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get into my room?" I asked, my voice barely above whisper. "I thought this place was

eyes burning with an intensity

someone like Ethan is involved," he said coldly. "He's sending a message, trying to

And

I was asleep when someone walked into my room and dropped a rose on the

I didn't

my shoulders, raising my eyes to

I lied, lifting my chin. Though it was an obvious li. Silas' eyes

towering over me. "Don't lie to me, Katrina. I can see it all over

"What are you going to do about it? You

with it. You stay out of it," Silas finished, his tone sharp. He moved past me, his hand

was I supposed to stay out of it when he was

is my life, too. Ethan isn't just your enemy-he's mine. He wants me dead, Silas. You can't expect me to sit here and pretend everything's fine."

and for a moment, I thought he might actually listen to me. But when he turned around,

Katrina?" he asked, his voice

I trust him? Silas had saved me before, but he'd also put me in danger