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, shaking

at Ethan, his smug face lit dimly by the

but my wrists

point my skin had peeled off and I had bruises, but I refused to show any

mile-and I wasn't about to let him win. Take it

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

kidnapped, and that time I didn't even

stared at me,

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

I didn't even know how he knew

house was working

Phillip?

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Chapter 111

his eyes on Silas' mafia even before the hit on him

my voice steady despite the pounding

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,

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

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

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

down the

years since I saw him last, but this wasn't Ethan from then.

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

head-on, so you use

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

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