Ch. 106..110: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion Chapter 106-110

Chapter 106: When I Was His

"Need an umbrella?" he asked.

Looking down at his hand, I saw that he was offering me an umbrella. It was raining hard, and I was in a hurry but…

"What about you?" I asked.

With this rain and wind, there’s no way that the two of us can share an umbrella and stay decently dry. If that was the case, I’d rather decline his offer and wait it out here.

"I’m not in a hurry…but I guess that you are…" the man said with a pleasant smile.

"I…" I whispered, not quite knowing how to respond.

"You’re a freshman, aren’t you? Isn’t the ceremony starting soon?" He asked, although he probably already knew the answer.

"Yes…it is…" I replied in a small voice.

"Then what are you waiting for?" He said with a small laugh.

Before I could reply, I was softly pushed into the rain. With one step, I was out in the rain; however, I didn’t feel any raindrops falling on me. I looked up and I could see his umbrella blocking the rain from falling onto me.

"I don’t think that I should…" I began protesting, feeling quite guilty about imposing on him.

"When someone offers you help, what should you say?" He asked, suddenly he sounded much older and so mature.

"…Thank you…" I murmured softly.

He grabbed my hand and while I was too stunned by his sudden movement to move, he placed my hand on the umbrella and made me hold it.

"You should go now," He whispered close to my face.

"Wait…" I quickly said before it would be too late.

"What is it?" He asked, sounding slightly curious.

"My name is Malissa. What’s yours?" I asked.

"Ethan," He replied.

"Ethan…umm…I’ll make sure to return this umbrella to you…" I said as I avoided his beautiful green eyes and looked away.

"You don’t have to," Ethan said without a care.

He waved his hand at me, signaling to me that I better go. He was right, if I hurry now, I can probably still make it in time.

"Thank you, Ethan," I thanked him wholeheartedly.

Ethan just smiled and waved his hand a little at me. If I had any worries back then that I wouldn’t see him again, I didn’t need to worry at all. By some twist of fate, I ran into Ethan when I joined the art club the week after. He didn’t seem into art at all, but his artwork was more than decent, and he was there daily.

Things moved very fast between us. Within a few days of meeting again, he asked me out. A week later we had sex late at night in the clubroom and then again at his place. The week after that, I moved out of my dorm to live with him at his apartment. Things stayed pretty much that way until he broke up with me a few years later when he graduated.

While living with him, I realized that Ethan was sometime very busy working on something that didn’t seem related to university. When I asked about it, he told me that he was actually doing real work and that he had a job already, working to support his parents with their family business.

That was when I found out that he was actually quite older than I thought and that the university degree that he’s studying for was his second one.

Back then I thought that it must be very tough on him to study while working to support his parents and their family business as well. I truly admired him and how hard he worked. It really inspired me to work hard as well.

…

It was late at night, and I was the only one in the art studio at university. We’re supposed to submit our artwork for a contest in three days. While all my friends and everyone in the art club already had something that they wanted to submit, I had nothing that I was confident enough to submit for the contest yet.

It wasn’t that I didn’t have any noteworthy artwork, but I just didn’t have much confidence in them.

That is the reason why I’m the only one working late into the night in the studio with the hope that I would be able to produce something good enough for the competition. I sighed loudly to myself as I looked at the abstract painting in front of me with its red, purple, and light pink color. Something was definitely missing, and the problem was that I had no idea what it was.

"There you are!"

The door slammed open, and Ethan walked in royally. I wasn’t surprised that it was Ethan who came in but I was surprised that he was here.

"Didn’t you say that you’ll be staying at your parent’s place for a few days?" I asked curiously.

"I changed my mind. I heard that someone here hasn’t submitted anything for the upcoming competition, you see. It’s in three days, isn’t it?" Ethan said before smiling at me.

"So, you decided to stay and keep me company?" I asked. Ethan can be so sweet.

"Of course. Plus, I hate my parents…" Ethan replied with a laugh.

That’s right, Ethan doesn’t get along with his parents. I had no idea what they did but I knew that they lived in the capital and ran a family business. For some reason or another, Ethan had decided to spend his time in a small town rather than the big city. According to him, it was because he just couldn’t stand being close to his parents.

"Let’s not talk about them anymore…it’s just going to ruin the mood," Ethan said, and I could feel his presence close behind me.

His arms circled around my waist as he hugged me tightly from behind. We stood in front of the painting that I was working on, and I could feel his eyes on my work. I held a paint brush in one hand and a paint palette in the other.

"What do you think?" I asked, referring to my painting.

Although Ethan wasn’t as passionate about art as the other students and his major wasn’t even art, he had a keen eye for it.

"Beautiful…and very boring…" Ethan whispered close to my ear.

 

Chapter 107: Beautiful & Sexy

I knew it. The piece was decently nice to look at, but it didn’t come across as anything meaningful or unique. I wasn’t sure what to add or how to fix it and I was running out of time.

"You’re right. I don’t know how to fix it though. I guess, I’ll have to skip out on this contest after all…" I said regretfully.

"I think…the painting needs to be a little more alluring…and sexy…" Ethan whispered seductively into my ear.

His hands were already on my breasts before I could react to his words. I cried out his name in surprise as his hand began groping and squeezing my breasts. It’s late and no one should walk in on us but I’m in the middle of working right now…

"Ethan…let’s do this when we’re back…" I suggested softly.

"No…I want you now. I did come all this way…" Ethan replied as he nibbled lightly on my ear lobe.

My breathing quickened at his seductive touches. He’s always so good at turning me on. I had already lost count on the times that we’ve had sex late in the night in this art studio. I bet Ethan had sex with me here more often than the times he actually worked on his artwork.

"I have to…work…" I protested.

"Then work. I never told you to stop. Keep on painting, Malissa," Ethan said in an amused yet serious tone.

As if not to bother me any further, his hand left my breast for a moment. As I breathed a sigh of relief, his hands were suddenly on my thighs before it slid up my thighs and under my skirt. I let out a soft moan when I felt his fingers stroking me through my underwear.

"Ethan…" I moaned his name as I felt a pleasurable ache build up in my lower abdomen.

"Paint, Malissa. Show me the colors of your passion," Ethan said encouragingly.

I felt Hayden pull the thin fabric that was covering my love entrance to the side before I felt his fingers touching me there. I cried out when his fingers stroked the wet slit in between my legs directly. My insides felt so hot, and my pussy throbbed with desire.

"You always get wet so easily when we do it here…" Ethan murmured seductively.

As his fingers stroked the sensitive folds of my pussy, I continued working on my artwork. I moaned louder when his fingers started massaging my swollen clit. The more pleasure I felt, the easier it seemed for me to paint. I no longer hesitated on which color to use or how to mesh the colors together; it all seemed to come to me naturally now.

I cried out his name when he thrusted his fingers deep into my hole. My pussy clenched hard around his fingers immediately. I could feel him so much more when we did it standing up like this. My own juices gushed out of my love hole whenever he moved his fingers in and out of me. I felt my own wetness dripping out of my pussy before sliding down the insides of my thighs. Ethan, he’s making me so wet.

"Your pussy is clenching hard around my fingers. I want to screw my cock into you so badly…" Ethan said. His voice sounded so passionate that it was like he was confessing his love to me.

I moaned louder and louder as he fingered me harder and faster. He knew exactly where my pleasure spots were, and his fingers were merciless in stimulating them. He pushed and thrusted against my G-spot, and it felt like I would die from the pleasure. Just as he ordered, I continued to paint while he continued to pleasure my love hole with his fingers.

"Ethan…I’m going to…cum…" I whimpered weakly.

He’s driving me fast towards the edge. I couldn’t take it anymore. I yelled his name loudly as my mind went completely white and I knew that I had climaxed. Ethan hugged me to him to keep me on my feet as he supported my weight. It was a miracle that I didn’t drop everything that I was holding. Learning from experience really does pay off, I guess.

"Doesn’t the world look more beautiful after you’ve just climaxed?" Ethan asked and I knew that he was smiling proudly.

I could feel his hands as they lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties. My breathing was still labored from my own orgasm, but it was clear that Ethan was ready to move on to the next step.

"Bend over a little…and don’t forget to keep working on your painting…" Ethan reminded me.

I heard the sound of him hastily unbuckling his belt and removing his pants before I felt the heat of his cock at my wet entrance. Ethan grabbed my hips and thrusted his cock into me without warning. I screamed wildly as he pumped his swollen rod into me from behind. I couldn’t continue painting at all as I focused on the sensation of his cock pounding into my pussy.

It felt so satisfying to be filled completely by him. I moaned repeatedly as his cock stirred up my wet insides and rammed against my womb. He’s in so deep and my hips were thrusting back to grind against him. We rocked our bodies together in need as we coupled.

"I love fucking you, Malissa. I want to keep fucking you like this forever…" Ethan groaned passionately as he began thrusting into me more forcefully than before.

After a while of wild thrusting, we both reached our climax. I felt so exhausted from cumming twice in a row. When Ethan withdrew his cock from my pussy, I lost all strength in my legs and slid down onto the floor. Ethan was still standing though, and his eyes were on my painting. While he was fucking me hard from behind, I had managed to add a few more layers of color.

I wasn’t sure what he would make of it though.

"Beautiful…and sexy," Ethan complimented.

"Really?" I asked in disbelief.

"If this doesn’t win in the contest, then I don’t know what would…" Ethan said with so much conviction that I was forced to believe him.

 

Chapter 108: Come Back to Me

My first piece of art that brought me recognition when I won an award for it was a work that I produced while Ethan was making love to me. When he broke up with me, I either sold or locked away most of the pieces that I painted during my time with him. I couldn’t look at any of my work without remember him. He was such a big part of my life and his influence on me felt endless.

Come to think of it, to this day, I don’t think I ever got around to returning that umbrella to him.

To my utter disbelief, Ethan is right here in front of me again. If I just reach out my hand, I could touch him. He’s real.

However, something about him has changed. Ethan is now the head of the Silva mafia bang…or perhaps, he was always a part of Silva, but I just didn’t know it…

"It’s great to see you again. It’s been around a year now, hasn’t it? My Malissa," Ethan spoke up as he stood up from his seat and came to stand right in front of Hayden and me.

He just addressed me directly and he called me ’My Malissa’. Just like back then when we were still together.

I glanced over at Hayden and his face had turned into an emotionless stone mask. That was enough proof for me to know that Hayden did not miss out on how Ethan had chosen to address me.

"Why are you here, Ethan?" I asked, my voice shaking with emotion.

"I could ask you the same thing. Malissa, baby, why are you here?" Ethan asked, his voice smooth.

"What are you saying? Don’t call me that!" I spat.

How dare he dump me and then talk to me as if nothing happened?

"Come here, Malissa," Ethan said calmly as he took a step forward towards me.

Suddenly, Hayden wrapped his arm around my waist and yanked me backwards behind him protectively. I gasped in shock at his action. Hayden had not said anything after introducing himself when we entered the room; however, I knew that he was watching the scene between Ethan and me. I could tell from his stiff body in front of me that he wasn’t liking what he was seeing or hearing.

"It’s been a while, Hayden. Glad to see that you’re well…" Ethan said as he looked straight at Hayden.

Pale blue eyes met with vivid green ones as the two men stared at each other. The atmosphere became more tense as tension filled the room along with the silence. I felt like I was going to suffocate and wished that I could just disappear.

"You know her?" Hayden asked Ethan flatly.

I hid behind Hayden as I watched to see what Ethan would say. My head hurts and my chest felt tight and for a moment, I just wished that Ethan wouldn’t tell Hayden the truth. I wished that he would lie and say that he got the wrong person. Although, I doubt that Hayden would believe a low lie like that.

"Of course, I know her. Malissa is my ex-girlfriend," Ethan announced with a cocky grin.

"I see. Well, she’s my girlfriend now," Hayden replied, unfazed.

If he was surprised with this new piece of information, he didn’t show it at all. His hand was still in front of me, as if guarding me away from Ethan. It wasn’t necessary, I wouldn’t dare move regardless.

"Come back to me, Malissa," Ethan said as if it was the most obvious thing for me to do.

"What are you saying? You dumped me! Remember?" I cried out in anger.

When he dumped me, I begged him over and over again for him to stay. I told him that I loved him and that I would do anything for us to continued to be together. I cried until I felt like I had no tears left but, in the end, he left anyways.

Looking back on it, it was funny, what a girl could do in her desperation. I remembered kneeling down at his feet and hugging his leg as he tried to walk away from me. That was so stupid, I guess. After he left the apartment where we had been living together, he never returned, and I never heard from him ever again. He just disappeared.

Now that we’re somehow reunited, he’s telling me that he wants me back. Just like that?

"I wanted to give you a shot at a normal and happy life. I didn’t break up with you so that you could date another mafia-boss-to-be," Ethan said to me before his eyes glared at Hayden, making me fully aware who he was referring to.

"I don’t understand…" I mumbled, clearly confused.

Why does it sound like…he’s still in love with me? He broke up with me…because he wanted me to have a normal life? I don’t understand and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to understand either.

"I love you, Malissa. I only stepped aside because I had to go back and take over Silva. Honestly, I didn’t think being a mafia boss’s wife would suit a pure girl like you," Ethan explained.

"Then…" I whispered as my mind worked hard to connect the dots.

Did he leave me because he didn’t want to get me involved with the mafia?

"I wanted you to have a normal life with a bright future. If I had known that you would end up with this rotten mafia heir, I never would have stepped aside and let you go. It was my mistake. Come back to me, Malissa," Ethan said passionately.

"I…" I was just speechless.

"Being with me, or any mafia for that matter, will always be better than being with him," Ethan spat.

I glanced over at Hayden and was surprised at how calm and controlled he appeared to be. Hayden did not say anything to defend himself and he didn’t say anything to persuade me. What is he thinking?

"The thing is…" I began explaining.

I bet Ethan doesn’t know about the debt and the contract between me and the boss of Torex. Not that it was the main issue right now but still…

"If it’s the debt that you owe old man Torex, I’ll pay it all back…with interest," Ethan said and I could tell that he was completely serious.

 

Chapter 109: Their Secret

Everything went silent. I gasped in shock at Ethan’s words. He’s going to pay for my debt to free me from my contract. Really?

Hayden was silent as if he was considering Ethan’s proposal. I couldn’t understand the reason behind my feelings, but I felt a sense of dread fill me at his proposal. It just didn’t make sense and I knew it. I should have been thrilled for Ethan to pay off my debt so that I could finally be free.

However, that wasn’t what I felt at all. Instead, I realized that I felt so scared. I was scared of Hayden accepting Ethan’s proposal. That he would accept money in return for handing me over.

Hayden…will he sell me just like that?

Ethan and I both watched Hayden’s still and emotionless face as we waited for his response and reaction. I held my breathed and squeezed my hands together. Although, I wasn’t sure why, I prayed that Hayden would turn down Ethan’s proposal.

"I hate to cut in while you’re having your heartwarming reunion…but…I’d appreciate it if you backed away from my girl," Hayden said sternly.

Hayden stood in front of me, blocking me from Ethan as he came closer. I saw Ethan’s green eyes narrowed cunningly before the corners of his lips turned up into a smirk as he placed a hand on Hayden’s shoulder.

"It’s too bad for you that I found her first…unlike you, I searched for her," Ethan said softly.

"Don’t say anymore, Ethan…" Hayden warned.

"I wonder if you really don’t remember her…or you’re just pretending…" Ethan whispered.

He spoke so softly that I wasn’t sure if I heard him right. What is Ethan saying? He looked for me and found me first?

What’s this about Hayden pretending not to remember me? What does that even mean?

I’m sure…that we’ve never met before…

Hayden…what is going on?

I think for the first time, Hayden was shocked by Ethan’s words. With a low laugh, Ethan shoved Hayden to the side and his hand started reaching for me. Instinctively, I flinched in fear…

"Touch her and I’ll kill you right now!" Hayden shouted.

He was enraged and no longer bothered to hide it. His emotionless mask had cracked and then completely disappeared. Everything happened so fast. There was a loud thud and suddenly, Ethan was pinned to the nearby wall by Hayden. I gasped at the sight of a black gun pressed to Ethan’s neck as Hayden pulled Ethan’s collar in his fist.

He moved…so fast!

"Stop! Hayden! Stop…please!" I cried out as I ran up to him and pulled on his arm.

This is crazy. If I don’t stop him, Hayden’s really going to kill Ethan.

"Why are you stopping me?" Hayden asked, his eyes still on Ethan.

"She’s worried about me…isn’t it obvious?" Ethan replied with a mocking smile.

"500 million dollars plus interest. I bet your head is worth more than that right now on the black market, Head of Silva. Tell me, what’s the price on your head now?" Hayden hissed as his eyes glared at Ethan.

I was so scared that my legs were shaking, and my lips were going numb. I prayed that Hayden wasn’t serious, but I suspected that he was. What do I do now?

"Boss! Is everything alright in there?" a man’s worried voice called from outside the room.

I couldn’t tell whose voice it was, but it was clear that the ruckus that had taken place in this room had stirred up some worry for the men outside.

"It’s cool. I’m fine! Don’t come in!" Ethan yelled loudly at his men.

I wouldn’t call being pinned to the wall with a gun held against your neck a cool or fine situation to be in, but it wasn’t for me to judge or decide.

"Don’t do it, Hayden. Please stop…" I pleaded, my voice cracking up. I realized then that I had started crying.

I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. Was I worried that Ethan would get hurt or was I scared that Hayden would hurt someone? I just couldn’t understand myself or my feelings at all. Everything was just a huge ugly mess.

"She’s right. Just stop, Hayden…you can’t kill me right in front of her anyways, can you?" Ethan said without worry.

"Ethan…" Hayden growled lowly.

"Just drop the tough act," Ethan hissed back.

"Hayden, please…stop this. Let’s talk it out…" I begged softly.

"Malissa…has this bastard told you about his dear Amelia yet?" Ethan asked, his eyes wandering to my face.

"Stop it, Ethan…" Hayden hissed in warning.

"Have you told her about your dear Amelia? Judging from her reaction, I guess you haven’t" Ethan asked before smirking again.

"Amelia?" I said in shock and puzzlement. How does Ethan know about Amelia?

"Shut up right now, Ethan…" Hayden said in a low voice. If he was angry before he was crazy angry now…

"Return to me, Malissa. We can go back to how things were between us. I love you and I promise that I won’t ever leave you again. Come back to me, Malissa," Ethan said as he smiled at me.

I remember that smile…

"Stay back, Malissa…" Hayden’s harsh voice cut through my memory of Ethan.

On shaky legs, I took a few steps back away from the two men. So much for head of gangs don’t engage in shoot outs. The two men are literally at each other’s throats now.

"Hayden. Let’s go back…please…" I begged in a small voice.

I couldn’t stop crying. My eyes were hurting, and I was finding it hard to breathe. So many things were happening all at once and I couldn’t wrap my head around anything at all. Ethan suddenly appeared and wants me back. Hayden seems to have so many secrets that he’s not willing to tell me. Hayden and Ethan are now fighting and all I can do is stand here and watch.

I didn’t know what I wanted but I was sure that I didn’t want anyone to get hurt.

Hayden was silent and he didn’t respond to me. I wondered if he even heard me or was he too angry to hear anything or see anyone around him. We need to go back, that’s for certain.

 

Chapter 110: Puzzling Pieces

Easier said than done. How do I even do that? I stared at the two men who were still in the same position as before. I can’t break them up so what should I do now?

Should I call Luka and the men in to stop this? Will that lead to a bigger mess than now?

I was so hesitant that I didn’t dare do or say anything. In the end, I decided to continue pleading to Hayden to let Ethan go so that we could go back.

"Hayden…please. I don’t want to be here anymore. Please take me back…" I begged as I continued to cry my eyes out.

I must look like such a mess right now. Why did things have to turn out this way?

"Hayden! Please…let’s go back together…" I pleaded once more when I didn’t get a response from him.

Time past by in silene for a while before I heard Hayden sigh loudly.

"If you wanted her to have a normal life, you wouldn’t have gone looking for her in the first place…" Hayden said flatly.

Slowly, he released his hold from around Ethan’s shirt and lowered his gun. The two men stared at each other wordlessly before Hayden turned to face me.

"Let’s go, Malissa. I know that you’re upset …" Hayden said as he held out his hand towards me.

"Thank you…" I replied softly before breathing a sigh of relief.

I took Hayden’s outstretched hand and together we left the room. Ethan didn’t say anything more, but I could feel his eyes on me the entire time until I left the room.

"Hayden…" Luka’s worried voice called out Hayden’s name when we exited the room.

I tried to hide my tear-stained face, but I didn’t think that I was successful. The eyes of the men who were waiting in front of the door were on us and I just wanted to hide away.

"We’re heading back," Hayden said to Luka.

"Right away…" Luka said as he nodded.

In the end, I didn’t have to worry about my dress being too tight or not. We never had a chance to eat any of the food that was prepared for our dinner. Never mind that, we didn’t even get a chance to sit down at the dining table.

The other men from Torex followed closely behind us as we headed back to our floor. I had thought that the long day was finally over, and we could finally rest but I was so wrong. Once we entered the room, Hayden barked out orders to his men immediately. Honestly, I have never seen him use this tone with his men before. This must be Hayden in boss mode…

"Fly the helicopter over. We’re going back," Hayden commanded before he flopped down onto the sofa next to me.

We’re going back?

My mouth flew open in shock. It wasn’t like I wanted to stay on this ship any longer but I was equally surprised at Hayden’s sudden order to fly us out of there.

"Right away," Luka replied flatly before he pulled out his phone.

Hayden had not said a word to me since we left the room where we met Ethan. Perhaps it was better this way because I honestly haven’t wrapped my head around what had happened. I wouldn’t know what to say to Hayden if he were to ask me anything. Plus, I wasn’t sure how to feel about everything that had happened. How could I figure anything out when I didn’t know or understand anything?

I didn’t know where we are, but I guess if the helicopter could reach us then we were probably not too far from shore. Hayden was undoubtedly in a horrible mood and no one, including myself, dared speak to him. I glanced over at Hayden and saw that he seemed to be deep in thought. I wondered what it was that Ethan said that was bothering him so much. Was he shocked that I used to date Ethan?

Probably.

We sat side by side on the sofa in silence. Luka and the men had left the room, leaving us alone. It wasn’t long before we were both too consumed by our own troubling thoughts that it didn’t matter that we were sitting next to each other. Our thoughts made sure that no matter how close we were physically to each other, we were as far apart as could be.

Everything about what Ethan said bothered me and so did Hayden’s reactions. Hayden did not give away much by his words, but I could tell by his reactions that some if not all of the things that Ethan said was true to a certain extent. So many things happened, and I wasn’t sure where to start and where I should go from here.

I never expected to run into Ethan here of all places. It was even more shocking that he’s actually a mafia boss. What sort of luck did I have to be involved with two mafia bosses like this? This is all just so crazy. After we broke up and I couldn’t get in touch with him for around a year, he just appears in front of me and asked that we get back together.

Now…that was just crazy.

The truth was that if he had appeared in front of me and asked to get back together around a month ago, I might have truly considered it. However, since meeting Hayden and getting involved with him, I wasn’t sure about my feelings anymore. I remembered the sick feeling that I felt when Ethan offered to pay off my debt just to get me back.

In that moment, I guess I prayed for Hayden to turn that deal down. I sighed loudly and closed my eyes as I tried to sort out my feelings.

As if that wasn’t the worst of all problems, Ethan just had to go and say things that sounded so suspicious. What did he mean when he told Hayden that he came to find me first? I have never met Ethan or Hayden before. At least, not that I could remember. Why would they be looking for me? Ethan looked for me and found me.

Why?