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 to

and then back. He didn’t seem like he believed what

perfectly alright while Silas is the one dying?” Phillip’s brow came up with that question and I found it hard to get an

but he chose to believe

stepped closer, his boots crunching against the bullets scattered across the

lay discarded beside me, then flicked

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

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supposed second personality

stop them?” His lip curled into a sneer.

my hands which held tightly onto

I couldn’t let him

breaking but yet I tried to keep the firmness in them. “Where

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

decided to check if he lived? All those moments wasted on

sense.

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as he looked back at me.

me? How was

words hit me like a slap,

backup? Didn’t stay out of the way like you were

fall. “I did everything I could to save him,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You weren’t

I got

was done ranting and I glared hard at

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

made a point,

we need to

of that? It’s been a few minutes since they got here and they drawled as much

here. Secure the perimeter. I want this place cleaned before anyone gets wind of what happened.” He threw the orders out like he was the

moved forward to lift Silas, and panic

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

them not to hurt

grabbing my wrist in an iron grip, his fingers

eyes bore into mine, sending

up

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