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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I urged myself, but

I was too

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

was opened slightly but there was no one in sight.

my chest, feeling my heart beat at a million miles per hour. It was just morning and I felt

I pressed it against my

needed to

lips,

cold oor,

long hallway to Silas's study. It seemed to take forever but

was slightly ajar, and I

voice was low, the kind of tone he used when he was barely holding it

was he talking to?

peeped in but that was definitely

watching the estate," the other person replied. It sounded like

if I should interrupt. My fingers brushed the edge of the note in my hand, and I forced myself to take a deep

as I wrapped them around the knob

pushed the

Silas's eyes narrowed immediately, his jaw tightening like he

said, his tone clipped. "This

he was ready to dismiss

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

the note from my hand without hesitation. His eyes

word that

you know it was him?" Darius asked, stepping

his handwriting. And there was a rose.

while we were dating. This has to

breathing heavy. "Darius,

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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 safe." I mean, I felt

face me, his eyes burning with an

said

And

I was asleep when someone walked into my room and dropped a rose on the table. Who else knew what

I didn't say

my shoulders, raising my eyes

not scared," I lied, lifting my chin. Though it was an obvious li. Silas' eyes darted to

over me. "Don't lie to me, Katrina. I

tightened, but I refused to back down. "What are you going to do about it? You said you'd handle it, but he's already inside the

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

supposed to stay out of it when he was targeting

mine. He wants me dead, Silas. You can't expect me to sit here and pretend everything's fine." Because it was damn obvious things weren't

doorknob, and for a moment, I thought he might actually listen to me. But

me, Katrina?"

Silas had saved me