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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something. Movell I urged myself, but I

and I was too scared

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

opened slightly but there was no one

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

I pressed

needed to talk

lips,

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

ajar, and I could

we thought," Silas's voice was low, the

was he

peeped in but that was definitely not

replied. It sounded like

interrupt. My fingers brushed the edge of the note in my hand, and I forced myself to take a deep breath. Silas needed to know

I wrapped them around the knob

I pushed the door

to look at me. Silas's eyes narrowed immediately, his jaw tightening

said, his tone

like he was ready

blurted out, holding up the note. "He

me, snatching the note from my hand without hesitation. His eyes scanned

that

know it was him?"

shaking. "It's his handwriting. And there was

while we were dating. This has

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

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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 that way

burning with an intensity

involved," he said coldly. "He's sending a message, trying to

And

asleep when someone walked into my room and dropped a

I didn't

shoulders, raising my eyes to

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

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

are you going to do about it? You said you'd handle

deal with it. You stay out of it," Silas finished, his tone sharp.

was I supposed to stay

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 can't expect me to sit here and pretend everything's fine." Because it was damn obvious

hand paused on the doorknob, and for a moment, I thought he might actually listen to me. But when

you trust me, Katrina?" he

mouth to reply, then hesitated. Did I trust him? Silas

behind me im his bedroom then