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 I was

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

fine but he chose to believe whatever

his boots crunching against the bullets scattered across

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

wanted to do. But couldn’t trust the mad man in front of

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know if it was Phillip or the supposed second personality that

them?” His lip curled into a sneer. “With what That trembling hand of

at my hands

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

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

at me. But instead, he dropped to

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

sense.

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hardened further as he looked back

me? How was

a slap, and I

“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

eyes, but 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

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

was heaving when I was done ranting and I glared

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

made a

him cleared his throat. “Sir, we need to move.

since they got here and they drawled as much

place cleaned before anyone gets wind of what happened.” He threw the orders out

panic

his body tighter. “He

not to hurt Silas and I couldn’t let Silas

wrist in an iron

bore into mine, sending shivers

up

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