The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 116

Katrina’s POV

“Katrina?”

The sound of my name made me freeze and my head snapped around with such force I thought I was going to break it.

Phillip.

It was actually Phillip who had come for us.

Relief surged through me, the happiness of being saved filling me up. But that only last for a few seconds before it got replaced by dread.

My eyes widened when they met with his cold eyes, and subconsciously I tried to inch back.

Behind him, a few more of Silas’s men filtered into the room with their guns drawn and their expressions unreadable.

I had no idea what they were thinking, but I knew for sure that they wanted to end me.

I clutched Silas tighter, shielding his limp body as if Phillip himself were another threat. And maybe he was, but not to Silas

but to me.

His piercing gaze swept over the room, going from the bloodied bodies which laid on the floor, to the scattered bullets and finally Silas lying still in my arms.

None of Silas‘ men made a move to him, it seemed as if they were waiting for Phillip’s order.

As though Phillip was their leader and not Silas. And it made my blood boil, but I couldn’t do anything about it.

“What the hell happened here?” Phillip demanded, his tone sharp and accusing.

He sees the state Silas was in, and yet he made it a priority to get an explanation and not to save his life.

I couldn’t get any other explanation except that Phillip was the traitor who was helping Ethan.

“Katrina…” Phillip growled and I forced myself to bring my eyes to him.

He waited for an answer and I had no choice but to speak.

“They–they came to kill us,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. “I–I tried to stop them.”

did my best to stop

from my face to Silas and then back. He didn’t seem like he believed what

is perfectly alright while Silas is the one dying?” Phillip’s brow came up

far perfectly fine but he chose

stepped closer, his boots crunching against

that now lay discarded

he was thinking or what he wanted to do. But couldn’t trust the mad man in

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if it was Phillip or the supposed second personality that lived in him, but I didn’t want to

lip curled into a sneer. “With

my hands which held tightly

him play whatever game he was about to play

yet I tried to keep the

moment, I thought he might lash out at me. But instead, he dropped to

he lived? All those moments wasted

sense.

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alive,” he muttered, though his tone was far from reassuring. His expression hardened further as he looked back at me.

How was it

me like a

sharply. “You didn’t call for backup? Didn’t stay out of the way like you were supposed to?

burned my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “I did everything I could to save him,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You weren’t

as if I wanted to be here. I got kidnapped and forced here. I got tortured. Don’t makr it seem as if you’re the good one here, cause you’re anything but!”

chest was heaving when I was done ranting and I glared hard

and for a moment, he didn’t respond.

a

men behind him cleared his throat. “Sir, we need to move. Reinforcements from

they finally thought of that? It’s been a few minutes since they got here and they

wind of what happened.” He threw the orders out like he was

and panic seized me. They couldn’t- they couldn’t touch

I cried, clutching his body tighter. “He needs me–please, don’t take him away from

to hurt Silas and I couldn’t let

an iron

cold eyes bore into mine, sending shivers down my

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