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 stop

Silas and then back. He didn’t seem like he

the weak one, is perfectly alright while Silas is the one dying?” Phillip’s brow came up with that question and I

he chose to believe whatever

crunching against

the gun that now lay discarded beside me, then flicked back to meet my

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

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supposed second personality that

stop them?” His lip curled into

pointed at my hands which

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

snapped, my voice breaking but yet I tried

But instead, he dropped to his knee beside Silas, pressing two fingers

check if he lived? All those moments wasted on trying to figure out

sense.

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expression hardened further as he looked back at me.

me? How was it my

a slap, and I recoiled. “I

of the way like you were supposed to? Or didn’t think your little hero act might cost

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

be here. I got kidnapped and forced here. I got tortured. Don’t makr it seem as if you’re the good one

I was done ranting

a moment, he didn’t respond. The tension between us was thick, suffocating

made a point, a valid

his throat. “Sir, we need to move. Reinforcements from Ethan’s side could show

minutes since they got here and they drawled as

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

panic seized

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

to hurt Silas

out, grabbing my wrist in an iron grip,

into mine, sending shivers down my

up

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