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

back. He

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

but he chose to believe whatever he

against the

the gun that now lay discarded

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

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personality that lived

lip curled into a sneer. “With

hands which held tightly onto

him play whatever game he was about to

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

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

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

sense.

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

How was

words hit me like a slap, and I recoiled. “I

Phillip cut me off sharply. “You didn’t call for backup? Didn’t stay out of the way like

them fall. “I did everything I could 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

done ranting

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

a point,

we need to move. Reinforcements from Ethan’s

here and

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

lift Silas, and panic seized me. They couldn’t-

cried, clutching his body tighter. “He needs

not to hurt Silas and I couldn’t let

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

bore into mine, sending

up

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