The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Katrina's POV

I stood outside Silas's office, time seeming to stretch longer than usual as I paced

For some reason, I felt nervous along with something else I couldn't quite place.

Blair was there with him. I couldn't stop picturing her sng face leaning to close to him, whispering things I didn't want to

Do they know each other? Why did it seem as if she was close to bim

Why did he ask me to stay outside just to leave me waiting outside like this? Different thoughts ran through my head, each one leading to Silas having some sort of thing with Blair.

I've heard of student and professor relationships, is that what Silis had with Blair?

The thought of it made my blood boil and I spun around, marching to his door to pull it open.

Before my fingers touched the handle, the door creaked open, Bhair stepping out.

She had been laughing about something Silas had said as she pulled the door shut, her eyes clashing with my furious ones

She didn't even pretend to be surprised to see me. Instead, she paused, her eyes narrowing before a sly smile spread across her lips.

For some reason. I hated her more than anything right now.

'Still waiting for him to throw you a bone?" she sneered, her voice breaking the awkward silence between us..

clenched my fists, swallowing the sharp retort rising in my throat "What do you want. Blair?"

der grin widened as if my reaction was exactly what she wanted. She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Just a riendly reminder, sweetheart. Silas doesn't belong to anyone. Least of all you" What? She sounded like she was so close to him, how could she know that?

ty eyes darted to the office she had just walked out from and then back to her face.

efore I could respond, she turned on her heel and strutted away, her laughter echoing down the hallway. My nails bit into

y palms, but I forced myself to stay rooted in place. Confronting her wouldn't fix anything

at it would give me some sort of satisfaction to hear her screaming in pain.

it right now, I have something else to do.

se door opened again, and Silas' voice cut through my thoughts. "Get in here, Katrina

esitated, still annoyed by Blair's words and Silas' tone. He could have at least added a please.

Iding my arms across my chest, I made my way into his office

as stood by his desk, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. I stared glaringly at him, wanting to send him six foot der with my eyes.

hat happened out there?" he asked, his voice sounding calm-too calm.

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"Nothing." I replied, keeping my tone as neutral as possible.

His eyes narrowed, "Don't lie to me." My eyes turned to slits as matched his stare. Why was he sounding like I did. something wrong? Was he so concerned about what Blair had aard met

"I could ask you the same. Who is that chick to you?" I folded my arms across my chest as I waited for him to speak

They seemed to know each other and it was rubbing off on me the wrong way.

"She's Phillip's niece. My mind went back to the time Phillip had tortured me and I shuddered.

Wait, Phillip's niece? That means they have some sort of relationship and are close.

The nuts in my head turned and the words were past my lips before I could realize what was happening

"So you must have fucked her then. You seem to have a thing for nieces and she knows who you belong to,"

I couldn't stop the words from coming out, but I didn't regret them.

Silas' jaw tightened, his expression darkening. He closed the distance between us in two long strides, his presence suffocating

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"Watch. Your words," he growled, pressing me against the wall..

"Blair doesn't decide who belongs where," he said, his voice cold And neither do you?

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I swallowed hard, trying to stand my ground. "Then why do you let her talk to me like that? Why do you let her hang around you at all

For a moment, Silas didn't answer. His silence was more unnerving than any response he could have given. Finally, he leaned in. his face inches from mine

"Do you think you're in control here?" he murmured, his tone deceptively soft.

Before I could respond, there was a sharp knock at the door. Silas straightened, his expression hardening as he called out, 'Come in.

The door opened, and Aiden stepped inside, clutching a notebook. His eyes darted between Silas and me, confusion lickering across his face.

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I-I had a question about the assignment, Aiden stammered, his voice hesitant as he stared at me once more before. irning back to Silas.

ilas' eyes darkened, his posture stiffening. "You thought now was the time to ask?"

iden hesitated, glancing at me again. I could see the unease in his expression, the way he lingered on the tension in the

didn't make it better that Silas made no effort to put some distance between us, it was like he was completely shameless.

Il come back later," Aiden said quickly, taking a step back toward the door.

tay." Silas ordered, his voice like steel.

den froze, his hand hovering over the doorknob. Silas' gaze never left him, and the weight of it was enough to make the feel heavy.

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"Do you always interrupt without thinking?" Silas asked, his tone deceptively calm.

Aiden shifted uncomfortably, his grip tightening on his notebook. "I didn't mean to interrupt. I just wanted clarification-

"Next time, you'll email me," Silas cut in, his voice sharp. "Now get out"

Aiden hesitated, his eyes flicking to me one last time before he nodded and slipped out the door.

What was the point of telling him to stay if he would just onder him out that way. I couldn't understand Silas, but I said nothing.

The moment he was g

gone, Silas turned back to me, his expression colder than ever.

"Stay away from him," he said, his voice low and commanding.

"What?" I asked, my heart pounding.

"You heard me," he said, stepping closer. "He's nothing but trouble, and I won't have him distracting you"

"But you were the one who asked me to seduce him," I spat out the word seduce, glaring hard.

"Well plans have changed. Blair would deal with it,"

I bristled at his tone, anger flaring despite my fear. "You don't get to decide who I talk to, Silas. This is school, not your personal kingdom."

His hand shot out, gripping my jaw with just enough force to make me freeze. "Don't test me, Katrina," he warned, his voice a dangerous whisper.

My breath hitched, and I stared up at him, my pulse racing. For a moment, the room felt like it was closing in around us, the tension crackling like a live wire.

I could ruin you,"

He released me, and I stumbled back, my legs shaky.

"Now go," he said, turning away as if nothing had happened. "And Katrina?"

I paused at the door, my hand trembling on the knob.

"Blair isn't your biggest problem. Keep that in mind."

The ominous weight of his words followed me as I left the room, my mind spinning with questions I didn't want to ask.