The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

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.

he

glared at Ethan, his smug face lit dimly by the flickering

my

I had bruises, but I refused to show any sign

a mile-and I wasn't about to

by now. It's quite

time I didn't even cower in fear like some little

as he stared at me, his next answer

mistake me for that weakling you call an uncle," He started and I stared at

shaay blank, perfectly hiding the nervousness I felt within me. I didn't even know

was

Phillip?

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Chapter 111

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

said, my voice steady despite the pounding in

smirked, tilting his head as he studied me. "Oh, Katrina, don't need to scare you. I just need you broken enough to serve your purpose." For some reason, my

this?" I shot back, keeping my tone sharp. "He'll kill you before you

crouched in front of me, his face inches from mine. His breath was warm, laced with

But first, I'll make sure he sees what happens when someone

shot out, gripping my jaw roughly. I bit down the gasp that threatened to escape,

a few years since I saw him last, but this wasn't Ethan

mused, his tone mockingly impressed. "I'll admit, it's almost

head-on,

faltered, replaced by a flicker of anger. "Careful, Katrina. You don't want to test my