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

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

one dying?” Phillip’s brow came up with that question

was far perfectly fine but he

his boots crunching against the bullets

eyes lingered on the gun that now lay discarded beside me, then flicked

he wanted to do. But couldn’t trust the mad

1/3

Dec

Chapter 116

or the supposed second personality that lived in him, but

tried to stop them?” His lip curled into a

hands which held tightly onto

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

tried to keep the firmness

out at me. But instead, he dropped to his knee beside Silas, pressing two fingers

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

sense.

0%

His expression hardened further as he looked back

was it

words hit me like a slap, and I recoiled.

me off sharply. “You didn’t call for backup? Didn’t stay out of the way like you were supposed to? Or didn’t think your little hero act might cost Silas his

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

as if I wanted to be here. I got kidnapped and forced here. I got tortured. Don’t makr it seem as if

was done ranting and I glared hard at

didn’t respond. The tension between us

a point, a

need to move. Reinforcements from Ethan’s side could show up

been a few minutes since they got here and they drawled as

Secure the perimeter. I want this place cleaned before anyone gets wind of what happened.” He threw

men moved forward to lift Silas, and panic seized me.

“He needs me–please, don’t take him away from

not to hurt Silas and

in an

mine, sending shivers down my

up

45