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.

he tutted,

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

my wrists

this point my skin had peeled off and I had bruises,

wasn't about to let

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

that time

he stared

me for that weakling you call an uncle,"

I felt within me. I didn't even know how he knew

the house was working for

Phillip?

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Chapter 111

Ethan had his eyes on Silas' mafia even before the hit on him was

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

will fall for this?" I shot back, keeping my tone sharp. "He'll kill

his face inches from mine. His breath was warm, laced with a

make sure he sees

roughly. I bit down the gasp that threatened to escape, refusing

saw him last, but this wasn't Ethan from

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

coward," I hissed. Too scared to face him head-on, so

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

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