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.

1/4

08:25 Thu, Dec 5 GO

Chapter 107

do something. Movell I urged myself, but I

come for me and I was too

few moments of silence, I finally forced myself to turn around, my heart

door was opened slightly but there was no one in

a million miles per hour. It was just morning and I felt

bedside, I pressed

to talk

lips,

rushed out of my room, my bare feet slapped against the cold oor, I hadn't bothered to put on slippers and

the long hallway to Silas's study. It seemed to take

ajar, and I could hear

telling you, he's closer than we thought," Silas's voice was low, the kind of

was he

peeped in but that was definitely not Phillip in there with

like Darius, one of Silas's right-hand

the door, unsure if I should interrupt. My fingers brushed the edge of the note in my hand,

as I wrapped them around

I pushed the

narrowed immediately, his jaw tightening like he was

tone

looked like he was ready to

holding up

strode over to me, snatching the note from my hand

word that

you know it was

know," I stammered, my voice shaking. "It's his handwriting. And there

gave me singly roses while we were dating. This has

heavy. "Darius, double the guards. I want every corner of

2/4

Thu, Dec 5

Chapter 107

inor out without

+5

back was turned to me, his shoulders tense, "How did he get into my room?" I asked, my voice barely above whisper. "I thought this place was supposed to be

turned to face me, his eyes burning with an intensity

involved," he said coldly. "He's

And

asleep when someone walked into my room and dropped a rose on the table. Who

I didn't say

I squared my shoulders, raising my eyes to meet

chin. Though it was an obvious li. Silas' eyes darted to my trembling hand and

me, Katrina.

to back down. "What are you going to do about it? You said you'd handle it, but

"I'll deal with it. You stay out of it," Silas finished, his tone sharp. He moved past me, his hand brushing my arm as he

was I supposed to stay

stay out of it," I shot back, spinning to face him. "This is my life, too. Ethan isn't just your enemy-he's mine. He wants me dead, Silas. You

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

me, Katrina?" he asked, his voice

reply, then hesitated. Did I trust him? Silas had saved me before, but he'd also put me in danger countless