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.”

really did my best

eyes went from my face to Silas and then back. He

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

he chose to

his boots crunching against the bullets scattered across

now lay discarded beside me, then

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

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it was Phillip or the supposed second personality that

lip curled into a sneer. “With

pointed at my hands which held tightly

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

but yet I tried to keep the firmness in them.

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

so he finally decided to check if he lived? All those moments wasted on trying to figure out something that

sense.

0%

His expression hardened further as he looked back at me. “But barely. If he dies, this blood is on your

me? How was it

like a slap, and I recoiled. “I

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

I refused to let them fall. “I did everything I could to save him,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You weren’t here, Phillip. You don’t get to

sound 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

done

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

made a point, a valid

we need to move. Reinforcements from Ethan’s side

a few minutes since they got here and they drawled as much as they could. Just when every minute was important to save Silas‘

place cleaned before anyone gets wind of what happened.” He threw the orders out like he was the leader and I wondered if he ever wanted to

men moved forward to lift Silas, and panic seized me. They couldn’t-

his body tighter. “He needs

hurt Silas

my wrist in an iron grip,

bore into mine, sending

up

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