The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Katrina's POV:

I walked into Silas' office, feeling uneasy. It was like a lamb walking into a lion's den, and I was most certainly not the lion.

Rachael had heard about what happened almost immediately and she practically dragged me here to apologize.

Silas' cold eyes followed me as I walked closer, the door shuitting with a heavy thud.

As usual, his eyes held no emotions and I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

I waited for Silas to say something, to ask why I was there. But a few minutes ticked by and we were still staring at each other awkwardly.

I couldn't take it any longer, I had to be gone as soon as I could. So I swallowed thickly and finally spoke

"I came to apologize," I said, forcing myself to hold his gaze.

I know Mafia lords have a thing about someone in a lower rank holding eye contact. But I didn't care, he was my husband. At least in theory. Although he doesn't feel a thing for me, he was still my husband and we were on the same rank. At least in theory.

Silas didn't seem the least bit bothered about it. He barely acknowledged my words as I stood there quietly, waiting for him to say something. Sitting a few meters away from me, I could feel the aura and authority he radiated, and for some reason, something turned in my stomach. Well

ell get on with it then, apologize, He waved me dismissively, folding his hands across his chest as he waited.

It seemed just like the type of thing he would like.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance, bowing my head.

Im sorry, I spat out, the words feeling like concrete in my mouth

I wanted to raise my head, but I still remembered Rachael's warning as she pulled me here.

Don't raise your head till he says he has forgiven you

I didn't know why she would tell me such, but I just had to do it.

in his tone but I kept my head down. I could feel the smirk on his face even without seeing the sarcasm and mockery

"It must be demeaning for someone of your status to bow her head for someone else." I could

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How it feels to apologize to someone when you don't mean it. Who knows this might be the only thing you have ever said the word 'sorry' to someone, His words stung, but I kept quiet. He didn't know the half of it.

I wanted to tell him just how wrong he was; the memory of when I had begged and apologized filled my mind.

Buy I didn't.

I just let him say whatever he wanted.

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11:34 Thu, Nov 21 ti 6.

"If you want to apologize, then do it well. Get on your knees, Sils ordered.

My head whipped up. "What?"

He stared at me, his eyes burning with something intense. I couldn't tell if it was anger or something else, but I knew he wasn't joking.

"Go ahead. And do it," He stared at me intently, waiting

My heart pounded in my chest, and for a moment, I thought about refusing.

Why was I wasting much time by turning around and storming off? What he was doing was degrading me.

But something in his gaze, the weight of his authority, crushed my defiance. With my jaw clenched and my hands fisted at my sides, I sank to my knees "That's a good girl," He murmured, his lips pulling into a smirk.

Was he... Praising me?

The unexpected praise sent a shiver through me. I hated how much my body responded to him.

And I could barely believe it. I hated this man, despised him. But yet here I was.

"Spread your legs apart and place your hand on your thigh with your palm facing upwards, Silas ordered once more and I pushed myself to my feet.

"Are you insane?" I hissed at him. But something inside of me flickered. Was it fear or excitement? I hated that I couldn't tell the difference between the two at this point.

His eyes told me that he was anything but insane, a fire burning in them.

I knew what that position was. Give it to days of reading BDSM books.

But how could he ask me to present?

"I'm not your sub Silas," I bite back with annoyance,

But deep down, something flickered in me. A spark lit up in the pit of my stomach, and I feared it was going to turn into a raging fire.

"Do you want me to punish you?" His voice was low, dangerous. He stared down at me, his presence overwhelming, and I knew he was serious.

My body betrayed me before I could argue. The pit of my stomach churned with a heat I couldn't ignore. I hated him for the way he affected me. But more than that, I hated myself for wanting it.. Silas and his emotions have me a whiplash. First, he was angry and turned me into a maid.

Then he went ahead and asked me to present like I was his sub, let's not forget the way he stared at me right now.

As if he wanted to fuck me.

And God, did I want that just as much?

"You're wasting our time, Katrina, Silas said in a stern voice, and I plopped to my knees.

Keeping them apart, I placed my hands on my thigh with my pam facing upwards just like he said.

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"You're such a good girl Silas praised once more, and for some reason, I hummed in satisfaction.

The humiliation of it burned through me, but so did something else. Something dark and twisted. I didn't understand it, but I couldn't deny it either.

I didn't understand what was wrong with me, but I liked it

Who would have thought this would happen?

I came to apologize to him but I was on my knees for a different reason

Suddenly, he pushed himself up from his chair, walking toward me with the predatory grace that always made my pulse.

Tace.

I should leave.

Every instinct I had screamed at me to get out of here. Run. Before this went too far.

Before I lost myself completely, I still had a chance to escape.

But I didn't

My heart raced in my chest in clear excitement

What was he going to do? Would he touch me? Do I want him to touch me?

For some reason, I wasn't disgusted by the idea of being touched by Silas. Instead, I welcomed it.

Silas stopped in front of me and reached down, his fingers grabbing my face, forcing me to look up at him.

His thumb pressed against my chin, his grip firm, almost possessive.

His face was inches away from mine, his warm breath tickling my nose.

I took in a deep breath, the smell of mint and cider filling the nostrils.

What was this feeling?

"You're not allowed to kneel for anyone else except me, do you understand?" He asked, and I blinked at him, confused. What was he going on about?

It was then I remembered I had knelt in front of the bald old man after I spilled his food.

So this is what this was about?

His fingers squeezed my face harder and I bobbed my head in answer to his question.

"Use your words, Katrina,"

My name rolled off his tongue with ease and it sent shivers down my back.

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"Yes, I understand, I whispered, my voice trembling slightly.

The apex between my thighs throbbed painfully and I clenched my thighs together.

How can such a thing get me turned on? Is there anything wrong with me?

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I wondered as I cursed myself in my head. He was dominating, maybe my father broke me, and I was attracted to such

The movement 1 made didet slip Silas netice and he smirked.

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"Good, now stand up, he murmured, his eyes darkening

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sits did give me the space to refure and I did as he rising on shaky legs.

Before I could prisers what happened. Silas grabbed me by mist, placing me on his desk

My breath hitched and something in my mind begged me to him Temuldn't continue with this, I had to stop this

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But like the fool I was, I shui out the voice

Silas parted my legs with his hands, standing between them. Helpped his hands under the hem of my skirt, his fingers) brushing against my inner thigh

A light wp escaped my lips my body tingling because of that simple touch

The heat between my legs intensified and I clenched my thighs instinctively.

alas placril hins hands between my legs stopping me from closing them. His eyes held promises of a punishment if I did something he didn't want me to

en" be commanded, giving no room for arguments.

My heart raced and my mind screamed for me to stop this. I had to push him away and leave.

wdy. I opened my leg, giving him better access to my sex

I hated how much I wanted this. How much I needed him to touch me. There was nothing I could do to stop it right now,

Silas slapped his fingers further up, brushing against my wet panties.

Hi thumb pressed against the wet fabric and a low moan escaped my lips.

I had already lost control and he hadn't even started touching me

"Your so wet for me he murmured, his voice laced with satisfaction.

I closed my eyes, my mind a whirlwind of lust and shame

How could I let this happen? How could he control me this way

Using his fingers, he slipped my panties aside, sliding inside me

All cobert thoughts vastard from my mund my hand gripping his wrist tightly

Apple from my throat as he slipped his hugers in and out once more, curbing them inside me.

Idly when he hit a senative spot, stars dancing in front of my eyes

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Sabated in satisfaction as he worked his fingers made me gripped the edge of the table to hold myself, my body

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Every stroke, every carb of his fingers sent me spiraling close to the edge..

I could feel my release coming, the feeling building up in the pill My stomach.

"Look at me." Silas ordered, his voice rough

I forced my eyes open, meeting his intense gaze.

The way he looked at me as if he owned me like he was claiming every part of me, only pushed me closer to ecstasy.

"You're mine, Katrina," he growled, his fingers moving faster.

I was unable to control my moans as I threw my head back.

"No one else gets to touch you like this. No one else will make you feel this way."

Silas bites down on my neck, sucking my skin softly..

I wanted to protest, to tell him that I didn't belong to him, but the words caught in my throat as pleasure overtook me

My entire body tensed as I reached the peak, my vision blurring as the orgasm crashed through me like a tidal wave.

I was embarrassed by the mess I made and I pushed myself down with the thoughts of cleaning myself.

Silas stared at me with a hungry look, slipping his fingers into his mouth and sucking softly.

This action brought heat to my cheeks and I turned away in embarrassment

Just as I started to come down, the door swung open.

I froze, my breath caught in my chest as Silas's second-in-command stepped into the room.

"Fucking hell Phillip Silas growled, pushing me behind him.

Phillip's eyes widened, but he quickly composed himself, his face turning stoic.

"I'm sorry, I should knocked next time," He said, looking at Silas with a gaze only they both understood.

Heat flooded my cheeks, and I pushed Silas away, scrambling off the desk.,

My heart raced, not from the ecstasy I'd just felt, but from the shock and shame of being caught.

I felt like I was a child caught doing something wrong and I didn't like it one bit.

Without a word, I bolted out of the room, barely able to breathe as I ran down the hall.

My legs shook beneath me, and my mind spun with the reality of what had just happened.

*Katrina, you are a fool," I hissed, slapping my palm on my forehead.

What was wrong with me? How could I let him do that to me? How could I 'want him to do that?

Thated Silas, I hated how he made me feel and how he took contro

of me so easily. But worse than that, I hated how much I wanted him to do it again.

Something was wrong with me. Something I couldn't explain, couldn't control.

As I fled from his office, all I could think about was the fact that, despite everything, I craved more.