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.”

I really did my best to stop them.

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

was far perfectly fine but he

boots crunching against the bullets

lay

what he wanted to do. But couldn’t trust

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didn’t know if it was Phillip or the supposed second personality that lived in him, but

tried to stop them?” His lip curled into a sneer. “With what That

pointed at my hands which held

hot and sudden. I couldn’t let him

yet I tried to keep

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

to check if he lived? All those moments wasted on

sense.

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from reassuring. His expression hardened further as he looked back at me. “But barely. If he dies,

was it my

me like a

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

let them fall. “I did everything I could to

to be here. I got kidnapped and forced here. I got

I was done ranting and I glared hard

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

a point,

“Sir, we need

It’s been a few minutes since they got here and they drawled as much as they could. Just when every minute was important to

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

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

cried, clutching his body tighter. “He

trust them not to hurt Silas and I couldn’t

grabbing my wrist in an iron grip, his fingers digging

cold eyes bore into mine, sending shivers down

up

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