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.”

my best

and then back. He didn’t seem

the one dying?” Phillip’s brow came up with

he chose to believe

stepped closer, his boots crunching against the bullets scattered across

cold eyes lingered on the gun that now lay

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

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

to stop them?” His lip curled into a sneer. “With what That

at my hands which held

me, hot and sudden. I couldn’t let him play whatever game he was about to play right

breaking but yet I tried to keep the

darkened, and for a moment, I thought he might lash out at me. But instead, he dropped to his knee beside Silas, pressing two fingers to

he lived? All those moments wasted on trying to figure out something that made

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. “But barely. If he dies, this blood is on

me? How was

hit me like a slap, and

Didn’t stay out of the way like you were supposed to? Or didn’t think your

burned my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “I did everything I could to

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

done ranting and

and for a moment, he didn’t respond. The

made a point, a valid

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

finally thought of that? It’s been a few minutes since they got here and they drawled as much as they could. Just when every minute

nodded curtly, then barked out orders. “Get Silas out of here. Secure the perimeter. I want this place cleaned before anyone gets wind of what happened.” He

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

“He

trust them not to hurt

hand shot out, grabbing my wrist in an iron grip, his fingers digging into my

into mine,

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