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,

had come for me and I was

of silence, I finally forced myself to turn

there was no

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

by my bedside, I pressed it against my ps, taking greedy

to talk

lips,

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

my way down the long hallway to Silas's study. It seemed to take forever

and I could hear voices

low, the

he talking

was definitely not Phillip in there with

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

the edge of the note in my hand, and

around the knob and I

pushed the

me. Silas's eyes narrowed immediately, his jaw tightening like he was already

he said, his tone clipped. "This

like he was ready to dismiss me

up the note. "He was

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

that meant

you know it was

handwriting. And there was a rose. He

gave me singly roses while we were

his fist, his breathing heavy. "Darius,

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my room?" I asked, my voice barely above whisper. "I thought this

his eyes burning with an intensity that made me step

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

And

dropped a rose on the

didn't

I squared my shoulders, raising my eyes to meet

scared," I lied, lifting my chin. Though it was an obvious li. Silas' eyes darted to my trembling hand and back to

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

to do about it? You said you'd handle it, but he's already inside

for a fraction of a second, but it was gone just as quickly. "I'll deal with it. You stay

stay

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

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

Katrina?" he asked, his

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

had asked that question when he was behind me im his bedroom