The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Katrina's POV

Ethan closed the distance between us in angry steps, wrapping his hands around my neck.

This one action cutoff my airflow and I found it hard to breath, but I didn't give him that satisfaction.

"I would have moaned if you made it tighter," I mocked even though my cheeks were turning purple she to lack of oxygen.

Ethan's eyes widened and he tightened it, but 'nuff big back memories of when we were dating.

I was certain that this was the main Ethan.

"Brings back memories doesn't it?" I asked, my lips pulling into a smirk.

My hands were still tied behind my back, so I had no chance of fighting his fingers away from my throat.

Funny how Silas had pune in this position several times and I didn't find a fault in it.

Well maybe it was that he wasn't trying to kill you.

A tiny voice said in my head and I knew just how right it was.

In the next second, Ethan pushed away from me, taking a few steps away.

I coughed violently, sucking in greedy breaths. My throat felt like it was burning, and I kept breathing deeply.

"You know, next time try pulling my hair backwards,"

I didn't know how I managed to throw such remarks at him, but he knew that I was irritated by what he did.

Kat," he tutted,

lit

at the ropes but my wrists burned

I had bruises, but I refused to show any sign of

about to let him win. Take it as a

had expected you to be cowering and begging for mercy by now. It's quite a surprise to see you

I've been kidnapped, and that time I didn't even cower in fear like some

squinted his eyes as he stared at me, his next answer

you call an uncle," He started

shaay blank, perfectly hiding the nervousness I felt within me. I didn't even know how he knew that Silas wasn't

proved that someone in the house was working for Ethan. But the question now was

Phillip?

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Chapter 111

it just showed that Ethan had his eyes on Silas' mafia even before

scare me Ethan,, I said, my voice steady despite the pounding in my

tilting his head as he studied me. "Oh, Katrina, don't need to scare you. I just need you broken

shot back, keeping my tone sharp. "He'll kill

from mine. His breath was warm, laced with a hint of stale whiskey. Always

first, I'll make sure he sees

down the gasp that threatened

last, but this wasn't Ethan from then. He had gotten more deadly

his tone mockingly

hissed. Too scared to face him head-on, so you use me instead. Pathetic." I spat out, glaring

by a flicker of anger. "Careful, Katrina.

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