Ch. 176..180: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion Chapter 176-180

Chapter 176: Staying Over at His Place

My eyes widened as his hot seed shot into me. Hayden’s cock spurted loads of his cum into me. His warmth filled me reminding me that Hayden wasn’t wearing a condom. We ended up doing it raw again. He came so much into me that I thought he wouldn’t stop.

When he was done, he laid me down on the sofa before withdrawing his cock from me. I was too exhausted to speak as I laid there on my side on the sofa. I felt the mix of our love juices leak out of my hole onto my thighs. There’s so much of it that I was sure that I had made a mess of his sofa. Hayden didn’t seem to care, and I couldn’t care less at that moment.

We made some crazy love, but I don’t think Hayden was convinced of anything at all. I didn’t understand him and how he saw the world. It pained me to admit it, but perhaps after all this time, I still didn’t understand anything about him at all.

Hayden got off the sofa and picked up his pants. I could hear rather than see Hayden walking away from me.

"Remember this, Malissa. I don’t believe that peace can be easily achieved. If it was that easy, I wouldn’t have lost my brother…" Hayden said without a trace of emotion in his voice.

Those were the last words that I heard before my consciousness faded completely.

…

My eyelids felt so heavy and so did the rest of my body. The sensation of someone shaking my shoulder softly was what woke me up from my slumber. With effort, I struggled to open my eyes. At first, I thought that it must be Hayden who was trying to wake me up. However, when my eyes opened wide enough for me to see, I found out that I was wrong.

"Auntie?" I said with slight confusion.

I haven’t seen her since that last time at the penthouse where Hayden and I were living together. Why is she here? Does she live in this mansion with Hayden?

"Yes, it’s me…" Auntie said before smiling warmly down at me from above.

I tried to get up by using my arms to lift my upper body and that was when I realized the state of nakedness and disarray that I was in. Embarrassed and shocked to be seen this way, I quickly covered my body by readjusting my dress. I guess she’s already seen everything and can already figure out what had happened between Hayden and me so it’s a little too late to cover up anything right now.

"Where is Hayden?" I asked and found that my voice sounded raspy and dry.

My throat stung a little probably from all the shouting and screaming that I did when Hayden made love to me. There was a similar stinging sensation in between my legs as well. I sighed loudly.

"Master Hayden is no longer here," Auntie replied regretfully.

I guess she doesn’t know where he went either. It was very late at night or perhaps very close to dawn and I couldn’t help but wonder where he went.

"I see…" I muttered as if speaking to myself.

"Sleeping here won’t do, Malissa. You’ll hurt your back. Let me take you to your new room," she said with a welcoming smile.

Oh, that’s right. Hayden did say that I would need my own rooms.

"He wants me to stay over here?" I asked as I continued to adjust my clothes to cover more of my flesh.

"Yes. If you can, please follow me…" Auntie said with worry in her tone.

Hayden was very rough with me, but I could still walk, although not without pain. I sat up on the sofa before getting up and following Auntie out of Hayden’s room. Back in the long hallway, Auntie led me towards what were to be my new rooms.

"This way, dear," Auntie said gently as she led the way.

After a short walk, she came to a stop in front of a pair of large white doors with an intricate design. Quickly, she pushed the door open and ushered me inside. The room inside was dark and Auntie quickly turned on the light. The beauty and the sophisticated vibe of the pastel pink and white room and its furniture and decorate took my breath away. A princess would probably sleep in a room like this.

"This is the bedroom. Connected to this room is a workshop room where you can work on your artwork, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a dining room," Auntie explained.

I followed her dutifully from one room to the next as she showed me where everything was. Honestly, everything looked too perfect as if this was a princess or doll’s house out of a dream. Everything seemed sparkling clean and very new as well. I felt a little excited and giddy at being given such a splendid set of rooms to spend the night.

It was a shame that since my stay here would just be for the night and that meant that I probably wouldn’t have the chance to use all these rooms.

My biggest regret was not getting to use the painting studio that had a very large floor-to-ceiling glass window. Although it was still dark outside right now, I could tell that the window would let in a good amount of natural light during the daytime. It was a pity that I wouldn’t get the chance to create any paintings here in this room.

The natural light would have been perfect for drawing and painting some still life work.

"Thank you for showing me around and for preparing this beautiful set of rooms for me," I thanked Auntie before flashing her a bright smile.

My fatigue was starting to catch up to me again and I began to feel sleeping once more. I think I should go to bed right after Auntie leaves. It’s also very late right now and I think that Auntie should be in her bed and getting her rest as well.

"You must be tired. I’ll leave you to rest for the night," Auntie said before excusing herself.

 

Chapter 177: The Unexpected

I bid her goodnight and closed the door after she left. I was sleepy but I decided to take a quick shower. To my surprise, there were some robes and clothes for me that I could wear for the night. I jumped into the large and soft bed. It was so comfortable that I thought for a second that I was sleeping on the clouds. I buried my face into the soft pillow as I hugged the pillow to me.

I wasn’t sure when I drifted off to sleep but it must have been soon after jumping into bed. The comfort of the bed felt so perfect for sleeping in and my body definitely needed the rest. I closed my eyes after promising myself that I would work harder to better understand Hayden the next day.

…

The sudden realization that I had forgotten to set the alarm the previous night made me bolt up right in bed. The unfamiliar sight of the princess-like bedroom that greeted me caused some initial panic before my confused mind began recalling the events that took place last night. That’s right, I went to dinner with Hayden and after that he drove me to his place.

Last night, I spent the night here in this room.

Reaching over to the bedside table, I quickly grabbed my phone and that was when I realized that I had overslept by a few hours. Was I that tired from last night? The slight pain and throbbing in between my legs served as sufficient reminder of how things quickly spiraled out of control between Hayden and me.

However, now wasn’t the time for me to be worrying about that. I had classes to teach today and I’m still here! If I remembered correctly, his place is in the opposite direction of my place and the art school. If I don’t hurry, I’m going to be late for my afternoon classes. I need to leave immediately.

I got out of bed, showered, and dressed before grabbing my things and heading for the door. There’s an hour left, if the traffic isn’t bad, I should be able to make it to the school on time. Hopefully.

I thought that the only obstacle in the way of getting to school on time was traffic; however, when my hand reached out to turn the doorknob, I found out that I was so wrong. No matter how many times I turned the doorknob, the door wouldn’t unlock. I tried over and over again to unlock it from the inside, but I couldn’t push the door open. I tried pushing it repeatedly and with all my force.

Then I tried pulling it. The result was the same: the door just wouldn’t open.

My first reaction was that of pure frustration. I was in a hurry, and I didn’t need this issue right now. Why did the door have to breakdown today of all days?

"Help! The door is broken!" I called out loudly as I banged on the door.

Silence.

I blinked rapidly at the door in confusion as I still half expected the door to just open on its own. I mean, how can this be happening?!

"Excuse me!! Is anyone out there? Help! I’m stuck in here!" I called out louder this time.

Silence.

Now, I was starting to panic. Quickly, I started dialing Hayden’s number on my phone. The line connected but the regular beeping told me that the line refused to connect. Why isn’t he picking up his phone right now of all times? He told me to call him if anything happens and now, he’s not answering my call? I redialed his number again as my other hand hammered on the large door in front of me.

I’m being so loud, there’s no way that the people outside couldn’t hear me. Was it possible that there’s no one out there right now? I did recall the mansion being quite deserted when I arrived here late last night. That doesn’t change what I must do now though.

"Help! I’m stuck in here! Help! Open the door please!!!" I continued screaming and banging on the door.

Hayden still didn’t answer my calls and my hand that was beating on the door had started to hurt. By that time, I was angry and upset with the situation that I had found myself in. I stuffed my phone into my bag so that I could bang on the door with both my hands.

I had tears of frustration in my eyes as time ticked by and I wasn’t getting physically closer to the art school where I had to conduct my classes. It’s been close to twenty minutes now and that meant that there was no way that I could arrive on time to start my first afternoon art class. I hated to do this, but it didn’t seem like I had any other choice.

"Hi. Umm…about the class in the afternoon today…" I began saying hesitantly as the feeling of guilt flooded by heart and chest.

I didn’t want to do this. Cancelling my class would cause trouble and inconvenience for so many people. The students. Their parents. The other teachers and the art school. This was all because this goddamn door just wouldn’t open!

"Oh, Malissa. We’ve already canceled all your classes for today for you. There’s nothing for you to worry about. Just focus on your recovery, ok?" the lady said through the phone, and I could detect a hint of worry in her voice.

Classes cancelled? My recovery?

"My classes were already canceled?" I asked blankly.

What is going on here?

"Yes. We received a call early in the morning saying that you came down with a very bad fever last night and was still recovering. You better rest and drink lots of water. No need to worry about your classes, they’ve been cancelled for today," the woman said reassuringly.

"I see…" I mumbled, still in shock.

Did Hayden do this? Why? I didn’t have a fever or anything. I wasn’t even sick.

 

Chapter 178: Prisoner of Love

"We also have other teachers to fill in your classes for the following days if you’re still feeling sick. So, just rest and don’t worry. Get well soon, Malissa!" the lady said cheerfully.

Although I appreciated that the school was more than willing to support me and help me out during my time of sickness, the truth was that this was all just a big misunderstanding. I wasn’t sick and right now I should be there teaching my classes!

"Thanks…" I managed to say in a whisper before the line disconnected.

Hayden…why are you doing this?

My eyes lifted from the phone screen towards the still-closed door and an ominous feeling began rapidly growing in the pit of my stomach. This is all just a bad coincidence, right?

Surprisingly, after a few desperate poundings on the door, I heard clicking sounds as if the door was being unlocked from the outside. My eyes narrowed suspiciously, and I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The door was locked from the outside all this time? Why would the door even have a lock on the outside?

The answer was sinister and clear, but I just couldn’t quite believe it. Someone locked me up in here on purpose. Why?

I felt like I was about to get the answers to my questions when the door started to slowly swing open. Honestly, I was expecting to see Hayden and I was ready to give him a piece of my mind. However, the person who greeted me with a guilty smile was none other than Auntie who had led me here last night.

"Why was the door locked?" I demanded for an answer right away.

Auntie sighed loudly and seemed uncomfortable as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other in the doorway. Her eyes wouldn’t meet mine and I could tell that she was feeling guilty.

"Auntie…what is going on here?" I asked as I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Umm…Hayden wants you to stay in your room. He says it’s for your own good," Auntie replied hesitantly.

Hayden wants…what?

"Does that mean that I can’t leave this room?" I asked in pure shock.

"Umm…yes. It would be better if you stay inside…" Auntie replied in a shaky voice.

I glanced down and realized that she was holding a tray of food, fruits, and water in her hands. That was when it occurred to me that she wasn’t here to let me out at all. She was merely here to deliver me my food. Suddenly, the beautiful and luxurious room that I was in felt like an overly decorated prison and I was the bird stuck in a golden cage.

I’m getting my food delivered to me like I was some prisoner.

Why is this happening to me?

"Where is Hayden?" I asked.

Auntie didn’t reply but headed into the room before heading to the dining room. The door was open, and I wondered if I could make a run for it. If I can just get out of here and talk to Hayden, maybe I can get him to change his mind about all this. Does he even realize how wrong it is to hold me here against my will?

My heart fell to my feet when I poked my head out of the door. Even if I made a run for it, I wouldn’t make it past this hallway. When I banged on the door and shouted loudly before and no one answered, I honestly thought that it was because there was no one on the opposite side of the door. However, the row of around ten men in black stationed right outside my door told me that I had it all wrong.

Hayden’s men stood in a line with their backs against the wall with their eyes on me and the opened door to my room.

This is insane. Purely insane.

I sighed seeing that escape wasn’t a viable option and retreated back into the room, closing the door behind me. Not knowing what to do and feeling quite hopeless about my current situation, I followed Auntie to the dining room to see that she had already laid out the food on the dining table.

The dining table was too large for one person, and it felt lonely sitting there all alone. I stared at the food in front of me with absolutely no appetite.

"Where is Hayden?" I asked again.

"Master Hayden has left the mansion and hasn’t returned yet," Auntie replied flatly.

"Where did he go? Why did lock me up here? When is he coming back? Why won’t he answer my calls?!" I bombard the Auntie with my questions.

I bit my lower lips in frustration when I realized that I had raised my voice at the old woman. This is so bad; I knew that I was taking out my anger on her simply because she was the only one in the room with me. I knew that I was mad at Hayden and my behavior was inexcusable. Auntie is probably just doing what Hayden told her to do.

"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take it out on you," I apologized softly.

"It’s alright. You must be tired from last night so you should eat something," Auntie encouraged quietly.

"Thank you but I don’t feel like it," I said dismissively.

"Is there something that I can do for you?" Auntie asked sadly.

"When Hayden is back, can you tell him to come see me?" I asked.

Auntie nodded sadly and I knew that she probably thought that locking me up in here was a bad idea as well.

"Yes. I’ll be sure to do that. In the meantime, please just rest and relax in here…" she said before she turned and took her leave.

I heard the door closing behind her and knew instinctively that it would be locked again from the outside.

Hayden, what are you thinking this time? Why are you doing this?

In the back of my mind, I had a vague idea of the cause behind this. After all, this all happened because he found out that Ethan came to see me. If he couldn’t control my life when I was outside, did he come to conclusion that it was better to keep me locked up here instead?

Chapter 179: Driving Me Insane

I spent the whole day going crazy from the frustration of being trapped inside. Sitting on the sofa, I asked myself for the hundredth time why didn’t I see this coming. I should have seen this coming so why did I ignore the signs. It couldn’t have been a wild coincidence that there was a set of newly decorated room joined to an art studio.

Hayden must have prepared this set of rooms for me. It wasn’t like renovation could be done so fast so how long ago had he prepared these rooms? Did he always intended to lock me up in here?

I lay down on the long sofa and covered my eyes with the back of my hand. My head hurts and I feel sick just from thinking of all the scenarios and explanation for this dire situation. Everything that I thought about went from bad to worst. I should have known from the moment that I was led here last night that this wasn’t a room prepared for someone to simply spend the night.

I laughed deliriously to myself at the initial joy and appreciation that I had for the art studio and how I regretted not being able to use it. I was still certain that the natural light during the day shining into that studio would look absolutely stunning. It was daytime now, but I haven’t stepped one foot into that art studio.

It was quite ironic how something I was just looking forward to now became something that I loathed.

Hayden may have put his thoughts about me into the renovation of these rooms, but it was far from what I wanted. After spending many hours doing absolutely nothing, the sun ray from outside started to turn orange and soon I knew that night would arrive. I wished that time would pass by faster or that I could skip to the time when Hayden returned back to this mansion.

Auntie brought me food for all my meals. She shook her head in disappointment and disapproval when she saw the untouched food on the table. Without reprimanding me, she replaced the untouched food with the new set of food for my lunch. The same thing happened when she replaced my untouched lunch with food for dinner.

Although the food looked and smelled pleasant, I didn’t have the appetite to even touch it. My mind was too busy on how to convince Hayden into letting me go.

"Is Hayden back yet?" I asked.

Auntie shook her head as she continued to clear away the dining table. It was still early in the evening, so I wasn’t super surprised that Hayden wasn’t back yet. I let out a loud sigh as I decided that taking a relaxing shower might help improve my mood. However, deep down I probably knew that nothing would help lift my spirits at this point.

"You should make sure to eat your food on time, Malissa," Auntie said with a worried look on her face.

"I’m too stressed out to have an appetite…" I replied honestly.

Auntie left with a depressed frown on her face, and I headed for the bathroom to take my relaxing shower. It was a while after I had gotten out of the shower that I heard the sound of the door unlocking from the outside. Instinctively, I knew that it wasn’t Auntie who was unlocking my door right now.

Jumping up from the sofa, I raced to the door. I arrived in front of the closed door just in time to see the door slowly open. My heart almost stopped beating when I came face to face with Hayden. Hayden was dressed in an all-white suit that complimented his light blonde hair and blue eyes so perfectly well that I couldn’t help but admire his looks for a split of a second.

The firm sound of the door closing behind Hayden brought me back to my senses.

"Hayden…" I began speaking.

"You haven’t been eating," Hayden stated in a low voice.

"Excuse me?" I said, taken aback by his unexpected words.

"Auntie told me that you haven’t touched your food since morning. Is that true?" Hayden asked as he leaned back against the closed door leisurely.

His eyes that stared down at me was anything but relaxed. He was basically glaring down at me like I had committed a serious crime against him and his family.

"I don’t feel like eating," I replied. Guess who’s to blame for that?

"You’ll get sick if you don’t eat properly," Hayden said before walking past me into the room.

"Hayden! You can’t keep me locked up in here. Please let me out…" I called after him as I started following him.

Finally, I was able to say it. Hayden didn’t stop walking and it didn’t seem like my words had any impact on him at all. I heard the sound of the door opening and when I turned around, I saw a few maids roll in a trolley filled with food, fruits and drinks into the room. Hayden headed to the dining room, and I followed him in irritation and confusion. Why isn’t he even listening to me?

"Calm down. Sit and eat," Hayden commanded at he took a seat at the dining table.

The sight of him sitting there leisurely with his legs crossed only added to my anger and frustration. Was he just planning to ignore me and the current problem at hand?

I watched as the maids professionally arranged the food on the table. With a loud sigh, I sat down in the seat opposite him at the dining table.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked.

"I have no idea what you’re referring to," Hayden replied casually.

"Why did you lock me up in here? Why are you just ignoring my questions?" I demanded to know.

"I’m not answering anything until you finish up your food. So, I suggest that you start eating already before the food gets cold," Hayden said sternly.

He’s driving me insane; I swear.

Chapter 180: Part of His World

Hayden continued to watch me closely from across the table. I could feel his bright blue gaze burning into me. With a resigned sigh, I started scooping random mix of food from the dishes onto my plate. I wasn’t even interested about what had been served. All I wanted to do was shove enough food into my mouth and down my throat so that Hayden would be satisfied.

After that, I’m going to squeeze some answers out of him and get my ass out of here!

I munched on the food without tasting it as my renewed determination started taking over. After eating more than decently enough, I picked up the glass of water and gulped down its entire content. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand like a barbarian before placing the glass back down on the table with a loud thud.

"I’m done eating. Can we talk now?" I announced as I stared back into his cold blue eyes.

"What do you want to talk about, Malissa?" Hayden asked emotionlessly.

As if he doesn’t already know what I wanted to talk about. Where should I even start?

"You called the school and told them that I was sick? You had my classes cancelled for the day…" I said, astounded by the ridiculousness of his actions.

"So, what if I did?" Hayden replied without a care.

"That’s crazy. You shouldn’t have done that. I need to work. My students were waiting for me," I complained.

"That doesn’t matter anymore," he muttered passively.

"Of course, it matters. It may not matter to you, but it matters to me!" I cried out loudly.

"Why does it matter?" Hayden asked coldly.

"Huh? Of course, it matters. I have a life and a future that I’m working hard to build. Why can’t you understand that?" I snapped.

How can he not understand something so simple?!

"You chose a life associated with the mafia. How long did you think you could go on teaching those young kids?" Hayden asked as his eyes narrowed at me.

"What? That has nothing to do…" I mumbled.

Honestly, I have never thought about it that way at all. I just thought that choosing to be associated with the mafia meant that I could be together with Hayden. No one ever mentioned giving up my job or my interaction with other people…right?

"It has everything to do with it. Would the parents of those cute and adorable young children want you around their children if they knew about your association to the mafia? What do you think?" Hayden asked as his eyes begged me for an answer.

"That’s…anyways, you cannot keep me locked up here!" I yelled across the table.

"Why not?" Hayden asked as if he really didn’t get it.

"Isn’t it supposed to be obvious? You can’t just lock people in and hold them against their will…" I shot back as my anger started to take over.

Why is he acting like I’m the one that doesn’t understand anything here? I was sure that my logic was right. It was common sense. Everyone has been taught this. It is the law for crying out loud so why do I have to keep repeating myself like this? How many times do I have to say it for him to get it?

"Is that the rule that you live by?" Hayden asked before laughing softly.

"It’s not just a rule. It is the law, and everyone lives by it," I stated firmly.

"Everyone? Then let me ask you this. Do you think the law and the rules that you mention would really apply here? Does it apply to this mansion and the people inside? Do you honestly believe that the laws apply to anything that I do?" Hayden challenged before he grinned at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked suspiciously.

"I asked you to make the choice and you decided to be part of the mafia world. In our world, we have our own rules and our own laws. It applies to our territories and our people," Hayden stated before pointing at me.

My eyes widened at his words, and it was like my heart was about to stop beating.

"You are one of us now. Some would say that you always were…" Hayden said calmly.

I didn’t know what to say. It was true that large gangs like the Torex gang lived above the law or more like there were parts of their organization that hides away from the law.

Once again, Hayden glared at me and shook his head as if he couldn’t believe how I didn’t understand something so simple.

"Sweetie listen, if the normal laws applied you and I wouldn’t be in this situation. Your parents wouldn’t have died like that. Your life wouldn’t be a mess and you wouldn’t have to make the choice that you’ve just made. You’re part of this world now, Malissa, and there is no turning back…" Hayden said before he smiled charmingly at me.

"Let me out…I want to go outside…" I pleaded.

"There’s everything that you need in here. Why would you need to go outside?" he asked as he cocked his head to the side.

"What?" I mumbled.

"If there’s something that you want, you can let Auntie know and she’ll get it arranged for you. I already instructed her to make you feel comfortable here. I doubt that you would want something that my money cannot buy," Hayden said with a carefree shrug.

"That’s not the point at all. Hayden, let me out of here!" I cried out desperately.

"That’s not possible right now," I stated without any empathy.

"Why? Why are you locking me up in here?" I asked again.

"Don’t you already know the answer to that?" he asked as he raised an eyebrow at me.

"Is it because I met Ethan?" I said softly.

"Good. So, you do know," Hayden affirmed.

"I told you that I didn’t want to meet with him. I didn’t do it on purpose…" I began explaining again.

"It doesn’t change the fact that you met him, and he started giving you ideas…" Hayden replied passively although his words cut pretty deep.