Ch. 21..25: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion Chapter 21-25

Chapter 21: Wet & Ready

"Stop wriggling your ass around before I get the wrong message…" Hayden warned sternly as he whispered into my ear.

My body froze immediately at his words. I realized that I had been struggling while sitting on his lap and my ass had been grinding against him. I sat on Hayden’s lap with my body leaning back against his hard and muscular frame, not knowing what to do or what he wanted to do with me next.

"I…" I began protesting but he cut me off before I could say anything more.

"Are you sure you didn’t dress like this to seduce me?" Hayden asked, his eyes scanning my body.

"…What? Why would I do that?" I said heatedly.

"Why…I wonder…" Hayden teased before bending his head down to seal my lip in a hot and demanding kiss.

His tongue probed my mouth open immediately before thrusting into the depths of my mouth. I made moaning sounds against his lips as his tongue continued to ravage me. His tongue engaged mine in a passionate dance that left me breathless. Hayden…is such an amazing kisser. His kiss took my breath away and melted my mind and reason. It was intoxicatingly pleasurable.

The movie continued to play in the background, but Hayden paid it no mind. It was clear that he never intended to watch any movie in the first place. Did he plan to attack me like this from the start? Why…?

"Let me go, Hayden…" I whispered.

"Are you giving me orders now?" Hayden answered, his tone sharp.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, weakly.

"Now you’re questioning me…I wonder how many body parts I should claim from you today?" Hayden said with a low laugh.

"Stop teasing me…" I pleaded, embarrassed.

"Don’t you just like being teased?" Hayden asked, biting a little on his lower lip. Why did he have to look so sexy?

"No…I don’t…" I whispered in reply.

"Shall I ask your body and see what it says…" Hayden suggested with a naughty look in his eyes.

I gasped as when one of his arms suddenly let go of my waist and slid under the thin fabric and lace covering my chest. Hayden’s large and warm hand cupped my left breast and began massaging it softly. The heat that was being transferred from his palm to the sensitive skin of my breast was almost unbearable. I found myself letting out lewd moans in reaction to his stimulating caresses on my breasts.

"Your breast feels so soft in my hand…" Hayden whispered seductively in my ear before he blew on it.

My body shivered and trembled at the sensation. I couldn’t stop my body from squirming around when his hand began pumping and squeezing my breasts faster and firmer than before. My nipples have hardened and was rubbing against the warm palm of his hand.

Seeing that I was no longer struggling against his hold, Hayden freed his other arm so that he could grope my breasts with both hands. He paused his exploration to slide down the thin straps of my camisole down and off my arm causing the thin fabric covering my chest to slide down to my waist.

I felt the cold air of the room on my naked breast and chest. I looked down to see Hayden’s large hands grabbing my breasts in his palms. His long and beautiful fingers splaying over my skin as they moved to stimulate and pleasure me.

"Watch my hands play with your breasts…" Hayden whispered in my ear.

I watched his fingers fondle my breasts, squeezing and kneading them. I moaned louder and louder as the pleasure intensified. My chest felt like it was on fire, and I felt the familiar longing ache in my lower abdomen. It has been a while since I’ve felt like this before moving in with Hayden, but I knew well what it was…lust.

"Hayden…" I whimpered his name weakly.

His playful fingertips had begun to squeeze my nipples before twirling them around. The pleasure was mind numbing, Hayden played with both my nipples at once. I cried out helplessly when he started pinching them, softly at first and then harder and harder. My cries of pleasure rang out louder as his caresses intensified.

"Your nipples are hard…look at how pink and swollen they are…" Hayden coaxed in my ear; his voice thick with desire.

I felt his eyes burning into the feminine flesh of my breasts while his hand continued to pump them together in rhythm. I was panting hard now, and my hips have started moving and squirming on its own.

"No…please…no…" I whimpered in between my moans.

My whole body felt weak as if I had completely melted in his arms. I leaned my head back and rested it on his shoulder as I struggled to breath, my chest heaving up and down.

I felt my legs spreading open and realized that Hayden had inserted his knees in between my own. Using his knees, he parted my legs wide open. This is too much, I started struggling against him again, trying to close my legs together.

"Stop struggling, Malissa…spread your legs for me," Hayden said in low voice.

"No more…please…" I begged. If he touches me there, I’ll die of embarrassment.

"I told you before, didn’t I, that I’ll ask you body directly if you like my teasing or not…" Hayden hissed in my ear before he bit softly on my ear lobe.

His hands left my chest and dipped lower to grab the insides of my knees, parting my legs wide apart. I felt my opening being stretched open as my thighs were forced to spread open wide for him. His legs kept my thighs parted as his grabbed my left hand in his and dived underneath the elastic waistband of my shorts.

"So, tell me, do you like it when I tease you?" Hayden repeated his question again.

I couldn’t reply to him, instead I cried out and buried my face in his shoulder in embarrassment. I felt the hot wetness of my own love juices on the tip of my fingers. Hayden’s hand still held my left one and had led it to the hot and sopping wet slit in between my legs.

 

Chapter 22: Climaxing in His Arms

I was so wet down there from all his teasing. I couldn’t stop my body from reacting so much to him and the pleasure that he gave me. I could feel my own slippery wetness on my fingers and knew immediately that he could feel it on his fingers as well.

"You’re so wet. You act all innocent but you’re actually one very horny girl, aren’t you, Malissa?" Hayden hissed in my ear.

"No…I’m…" I began denying his claim.

"Show me…how you pleasure yourself…" he commanded.

"No…" I whispered, helplessly.

"Maybe I’ll use this left hand that I’ve claimed to help you out?" Hayden suggested, wickedly.

"Hayden…" I whispered his name.

"Show me…I want to see you cum," Hayden said, his voice thick with lust.

"It’s…embarrassing…" I whimpered.

"Would you rather use your fingers or…do you actually want a taste of my cock?" Hayden asked, a dangerous glint in his beautiful blue eyes.

Hayden thrusted his hips up against my ass and I could feel his hardness clearly against me. He’s…so big and hard.

"No…" I whispered, pleadingly.

"Then…come on, show me. I’ll help you…" he said.

While I was hesitating, Hayden took hold of my middle finger and guided it to my wet entrance. I felt my own wetness and heat on my finger as he guided my finger to stroke up and down my own wet slit. I moaned when my finger brushed against the sensitive small nub in between my legs. Ahh…my clit is so swollen already.

"Put your finger inside of your pussy…I know you want to…" Hayden whispered into my ear once again.

Slowly, Hayden helped push my middle finger inside of my cunt. My body reacted to the penetrating sensation immediately. My pussy clenched around my finger instinctively and my hips began squirming against my own hand, thrusting up and down.

"Your hips moving wildly, I guess it feels good, huh? Come on, move your finger…" Hayden said as his hand held mine.

He pushed my hand, thrusting my finger into my pussy hole before pulling on my hand to jerk my finger out of my hole. He repeated that motion faster and faster as he watched my finger fuck my love hole. I was beginning to enjoy the pleasure of my pussy being fingered. It had been so long since I had sex with a man and quite a while since I’ve pleasured myself.

"Now…let’s try two fingers…" Hayden hissed into my ear.

He withdrew my hand and finger from my love tunnel before screwing in my middle and ring finger into my hole. I moaned loudly as my pussy was stretched and caressed by my own fingers. Hayden guided my hand once more to pump my own fingers in and out of my flooded hole. It felt so good, my hips bounced up and down wildly as I finger-fuck myself non-stop.

I was so close to my climax; I could feel the pleasurable ache intensify in my core…I’m about to cum…very soon…

"You don’t have to hold in your moans. The movie is loud…and I’ll pretend that I can’t hear them if you’re embarrassed," Hayden teased as he smiled down at me.

I curled my fingers upwards and began thrusting in and out harder and faster, rubbing my fingers against the rough patch of my G-spot just the way I knew made me feel good. I can’t believe I’m doing these lewd things in front of Hayden. I could feel his burning gaze on me as he watched my pussy, my breasts and my erotic face.

Suddenly, my body spasmed and I forgot all about Hayden watching me as my pleasure took over my mind and body. I came hard, my pussy convulsing and squeezing hard on my fingers as it spurted my love juice out deep in my hole. I stopped moving my fingers as I tried to catch my breath and recover from my orgasm.

"Does cumming from your own fingers feel good? Your face was so erotic and beautiful just now…" Hayden said before bending down to kiss my forehead.

I just came from pleasuring myself right in Hayden’s arms…this is crazy…

What is happening to me…? This is so embarrassing. I wish I could dig up a hole and lie down and die in it to hide from the shame.

…

Hayden watched as another tear drop formed on her long lashes before rolling down her cheek. She was already asleep but sometimes she would still sob a little from her crying from before. Slowly, he reached out his hand and gently touched a lock of her hair, smoothing it away from her forehead and back in place. The look in his eyes as he watched over her was gentle.

What am I doing? If I touch her any more than this, I’ll be dancing to that old man’s tune. If he plans to use this woman to tie me down to the mafia group, he can dream on. No matter what, I’m not taking over this damn mafia group…

Seriously, brother, why did you have to leave me here all alone…

Hayden sighed loudly as he stood up and hoisted Malissa effortlessly into his arms. He carried her gently back to her room and laid her on the bed. After tucking her in and pulling the blanket over her, he silently left the room.

…

**Earlier that day**

"You wanted to see me?" Hayden said, clearly dreading this meeting with his father.

Hayden plopped down on the sofa opposite where his father was seated. His face showed his annoyance, and he wasn’t bothered to hide it.

"I’m sure you know why I’ve called you here," his father said.

"No, I don’t…" Hayden said stubbornly.

"If you’re going to play dumb then I’ll just get straight to the point. When are you going to marry Malissa?" the boss asked, his eyes merciless.

"I told you before. I don’t want to marry her. If I marry anyone, it will be Amelia," Hayden stated firmly.

"Stop playing this selfish game with me. Marry Amelia?! Impossible!" the boss shouted.

 

Chapter 23: No Other Options

"Why did you have to involve Malissa? She’s as clueless as a child…" Hayden said with a sigh.

"This is the way she’s chosen to pay off her parent’s debt. It’s that simple," the boss replied coldly.

"You mean this was the path you forced on her…" Hayden spat.

"Would you rather, I auction off her body parts in the underground market instead? Or put her on auction so that some old geezer could purchase her as his personal sex slave? Would that even cover the debt, I wonder…probably not" the boss said with an amused smile on his face.

"You’re a sick bastard…" Hayden hissed; his eyes wild with anger.

"I don’t care how you see me, Hayden. I have my responsibilities and you have yours! Marry her, sleep with her, impregnate her and give me an heir already!" the boss shouted once again.

"What the fuck are you saying? Do you even hear yourself right now?" Hayden said in disbelief at what he was hearing.

"What’s the problem? If you don’t like the order of my proposal, you can sleep with her before you marry her. Like hell if I care. Although, I don’t think you can impregnate her without having sex with her…haha. You gotta do it the natural way, my boy…" the boss said with a smug smile.

"You’re the one who doesn’t get it. I can screw her until she breaks, and I’ll still feel no love for her. I can fuck her until she goes crazy but that doesn’t mean that you’ll end up getting your heir. I will say it again, I don’t want to take over this business and I’m not going to breed anyone else to take it over after me," Hayden said loud and clear.

"Stop being so selfish, Hayden. I wouldn’t have you either if I had other options. Unfortunately, for both you and me, there is no other option," his father stated, his tone dark.

"You can’t use that girl to tie me down to the business…" Hayden said calmly.

"We’ll see about that…" his father replied with a shrug.

The two men stared at each other intensely without backing down. Until a soft knock on the door broke the tension in the room. The boss sighed loudly as he turned away from his son. Before the door could open, Hayden pulled it open with a loud slam before storming out of his father’s office.

"Come in. Why the hell are you just standing there?!" the boss screamed at the man who had just knocked on the door.

It was apparent to the man that whatever the boss was discussing with his son did not go well and now he was about to bear the brunt of the boss’s anger.

…

I woke up the next day with a slight headache and an obvious ache in between my legs. Every time I moved, the ache in between my legs reminded me of Hayden and how he caressed and pleasured my body.

27 days left. Hang in there, Malissa!

After what happened last night with Hayden, it became even more obvious that I have to avoid him. To survive the next 27 days, I need to implement the "Avoid Hayden Like the Plague" plan. I need to avoid him at all opportunities possible and limit the time I spent with him and our interactions.

This morning is a good time to start. I pushed my thoughts and memories of my passionate tryst with Hayden last night out of my mind as I told myself to focus on the present and the future instead of the past. Same as the day before, I quickly made something for him in the kitchen and placed it on the dining table.

Just as I had expected, I didn’t run into Hayden at all that morning before I left the penthouse. As usual, I went to the hospital to visit my grandmother. The difference was that starting today, I would be working on my painting of grandmother.

"Good morning, granny," I said cheerily when I popped my head into her hospital room.

"Lisa…you’re here again today," grandma said before smiling lovingly at me.

"Of course, I’m here. I miss you," I replied.

"You don’t have to drop by every single day. I’m sure you’ve got many things to do," she said with concern.

I smiled at her because I didn’t want to lie to her. The truth was since the mafia breaking into our store and I ended up here, I haven’t attended university. Since it was my final year, there wasn’t a lot of classes that I had to attend because most were course work where I had to hand in pieces of art of various projects.

I had been focusing on making sure that I did not miss the deadline for those because it would definitely delay my graduation.

I didn’t want to worry my dear granny unnecessarily, so I didn’t tell her any of this. I hoped that once the situation was resolved after a month’s time, everything could go back to normal. Grandma was sick so unnecessary stress wouldn’t be good for her health.

"Actually, university is quite chill now. I do have to hand in some projects, though," I replied vaguely.

"What do you plan to do today? You’ve got so much stuff with you," My grandma asked pointing to the aisle, paper and other art supplies that my bodyguards helped carry into the room for me.

"I told you yesterday, didn’t I? I’ll be waiting a portrait of you so I’ve brought some materials today so that we can start off by doing some sketching" I explained.

"Sketching? You mean, you’ll sketch me?" she asked, curiously.

"Yup. My plan is to sketch a couple of sketches of you in different poses and different facial expressions and we can choose which one you would prefer for me to paint. How about it?" I said as I smiled proudly at her.

"I see. Ok, that sounds good. Let’s follow your plan," my grandmother said with a nervous laugh.

Although I tried to sketch my grandmother just as I had planned, it wasn’t as easy as I had thought, and the main problem was my own lack of concentration. I just couldn’t concentrate like I normally could. When I looked down at the white paper of the sketch book in front of me, my mind would start to wander. Unfortunately, whenever my mind wandered it always ended up on one person: Hayden.

I couldn’t stop thinking of Hayden for the whole day. I felt my face heat up at the thought of Hayden and all the naughty things he did to me last night in the theatre room. I hoped that no one heard my loud cries and moans. The fact that I showed that side of myself to Hayden was embarrassing enough already.

 

Chapter 24: Can’t Get Him Out of My Head

I found it difficult to concentrate on sketching and when I looked down at my hand that was holding the pencil, I saw that it was shaking slightly. I closed my eyes and sighed. I can’t get my mind off him, and I couldn’t concentrate at all. I looked down at the couple of rough sketches that I managed to pull off and wasn’t impressed at the progress that I had made today.

"Lisa, are you ok?" my grandmother asked, she was worried and had probably sensed that something was off.

"Oh, I’m fine," I said, trying to sound calm.

"Really? You’ve been frowning a lot today," she said, observantly.

"I’m just finding it a little difficult to concentrate. I think that’s enough for today, I’ll be back to take another crack at it tomorrow, ok?" I said as I put down the pencil in my hand.

No point pushing myself today. I still have enough time and so there was no need to rush. Now that the subject of the painting had been decided, I just had to complete the painting just like always.

I said goodbye to my grandmother and rode in the car back to the penthouse with my bodyguards. As usual, the ride was peaceful and quiet. The men in black did not talk to me unless it was necessary, and I didn’t mind it at all.

My mind was still a mess and having some quiet time to rest as I just watched the scenery outside past me by as the car went pass was just the thing that I needed to help clear my mind.

…

It was late in the night, and I couldn’t go to sleep. Since moving in with Hayden, I haven’t been sleeping well at all. I looked at the clock on the wall which showed that it was already past midnight. It’s so late and Hayden isn’t back yet. I didn’t hear him come back at all which meant that he was still out.

My eyes grew wide with shock as I realized that I was thinking and perhaps worrying about Hayden. Hayden is a grown man, and he can take care of himself. It’s not exactly any of my business what time he came home. Even so…

Why am I so worried about him?

Just as that thought was running through my mind, I heard the front door slam open with a loud bang. Talk about a grand and super loud entrance. Hayden is home…finally.

Surprisingly, I found out that I wasn’t the only one waiting for Hayden to return. It was late but unlike other days, Auntie was still waiting for Hayden in the living room.

"Master Hayden. Why are you back so late?" I heard Auntie’s voice cry out as she tried to get Hayden’s attention.

"Stop…nagging, Auntie…" Hayden said, his voice slurred.

That man is drunk again…

"You went drinking again, didn’t you? You reek of alcohol!" Auntie yelled loudly. She really does sound as if she was his mother.

"Go to sleep. It’s late…Auntie…" Hayden said.

"Master Hayden! You should shower first…Hayden!" Auntie shouted but to no avail.

I heard the sound of the door next to my room opening and then closing with a loud thud. Hayden must have opened and then slammed the door of his bedroom shut. Poor Auntie, I wonder how long she’s had to deal with the likes of him.

I couldn’t go to sleep and decided to sit up in bed and review some of the sketches that I did earlier today. Perhaps if I took another crack at it now, I would be able to concentrate on it better than earlier in the day? It’s worth a try…

After a while, everything was peaceful and quiet, and I was able to concentrate on the work at hand. However, that peaceful period didn’t last too long. Suddenly, I heard a loud crashing sound from next door. Next door to my room was…Hayden’s room? Was everything ok in there? The sound I heard just now was super loud like something large had fallen over.

Should I go and ask if he’s ok?

Wait, no. He told me not to talk to him…but does that include cases of emergency?

Maybe I’m just overreacting. It’s all quiet now as if nothing had happened. I wasn’t sure if complete silence after such as loud crash was a good thing. What if something fell over and he got stuck underneath?

No…that can’t be. This is not some random movie…

Wait, but if he’s really stuck or something big did fall over in his room, was he hurt? He was so drunk before and if he’s as drunk as he had been when I first met him in the church, would he even be conscious enough to realize what was going on?

I should leave him be…oh, but what if there was really an accident. What if he’s badly hurt? What if he’s dying…or dead?

Arghhhhhh! I can’t believe this!

I pulled on my hair like a crazy person as I wrecked my brain on what I should do next. The small angel sitting on right shoulder debated non-stop with the small red little devil sitting on my left shoulder. They were driving me insane!

Right…Auntie! I’ll just find Auntie and let her know about it and then she can check on him.

I flew out of my room so fast before I had time to think more about what I should do. I had to find Auntie and fast. It was when I had stepped out of my room and was standing cluelessly in front of my bedroom door that I realized that I had no idea how to find or contact Auntie.

Did she even sleep here with us? Probably not. Even if she did, I don’t know where her room is. She showed me around but never mentioned where her room was. Maybe that was because she didn’t have a room and it’s just Hayden and me here.

…it’s just Hayden…and me…here?!

The next thing I knew, I was standing in front of the door to Hayden’s bedroom. Now what? I stared at the large door in front of me and hesitated. Do I knock?

 

Chapter 25: Entering a Monster’s Den

**Knock Knock Knock**

Here goes nothing. I knocked firmly on his door three times and waited for a response. The response I got was complete silence. Is he asleep…or did something bad happen to him?

I bit my lower lip as I knocked again on his door, this time harder and louder than before. Once again, all I heard was silence. There was no response or any sounds of movement on the other side of the door.

Hayden…are you ok?

I felt like time had frozen and everything was happening in slow motion as I reached out my hand grasp the doorknob. I took in a deep breath and held it before slowly turning it. It turned, the room was unlocked.

Hayden is on the other side of this door.

Slowly and quietly, I opened the door a crack, just wide enough so that I could see inside.

"Hayden!"

I cried out his name in shock at the scene that I saw before me. I opened the door wider and ran into the room without thinking any further. Hayden was lying unconscious on the floor with a large bookshelf that had toppled over very close to him. Thankfully, the bookshelf didn’t fall on top of him. But why is Hayden sleeping on the floor? Did he pass out here before he even reached the bed?

I didn’t know how a bookshelf this large could have toppled over but the books had fallen all over the floor. Did Hayden topple the bookshelf over because he was drunk?

Regardless, I should check first that Hayden is unharmed. Hopefully, he’s just sleeping but I had to make sure. I crouched down as silently as I could near his head as I stared at his sleeping face. He seems perfectly fine, I guess there was no need for me to be concerned. I let out a long breath that I hadn’t realized that I had been holding in relief. He’s not hurt, that’s good.

Perhaps, I overreacted by just a little.

I could see Hayden’s face clearly as I crouched down close to him. His sleeping face was something that I had never seen before. He looks so innocent and cute while he’s sleeping. Unlike the devil he was when he was awake, Hayden looks like a harmless angel when he is peacefully sleeping. His light blond eyelashes were long, his brows were beautiful and elegant, and his hair seemed soft.

My eyes fell on his lips, and I immediately remembered the feel of these beautiful lips on mine, kissing me heatedly. I couldn’t stop looking at him and didn’t know how long I was just sitting there staring at his peaceful sleeping face. Since he looked like an adorable angel, I had the urge to reach out and touch his blond hair. Instinctively, I slowly reached out my hand towards his hair…

"Ah!" I cried out in shock.

With amazing speed, Hayden reached out his hand and grabbed my wrist. When did he wake up? Was he awake all this time…or was this just his outstanding reflexes? Suddenly, that hand that was holding was wrist began pulling me down. I let out a small cry as I felt my body falling forward until I was lying directly on top of Hayden.

What is going on? How did this happen?

"Hayden…" I called his name; however, I did not get a reply.

I began struggling to get up, but my effort was futile when Hayden started wrapping both his arms around my waist and my back, hugging me tightly to his body. I felt the whole length of his body against my own. Laying on top of him with our body pressed close to each other, I could feel the heat of his body and the hardness of his muscles under me.

"Hayden…let go…please" I said as I tried to untangle his arm from my body.

It was useless, he only hugged me tighter. I couldn’t move anymore. I looked at his face and saw that he was still sleeping, his eyes closed. I used my hands to push against his hard and muscular chest. Hayden did not stir at all, and his strong arms held me too tightly that I couldn’t free myself.

I stopped struggling since it was clearly unfruitful. When is Hayden going to wake up? Suddenly, Hayden began stroking his hands up and down my back. I felt the heat of his hand slide down my back before reaching under my shirt. I squirmed against his hold on me when I felt his large hands on the naked skin of my back.

This man is so perverted…he’s doing these things to me even in his sleep!

"Hayden…" I called out his name before letting out a soft moan.

His hands on my naked back began its journey lower down to my waist where he softly caressed my sensitive skin before dipping even lower. I let out a small cry when his manly hands reached and groped my buttocks, squeezing my flesh and pulling my hips closer to him.

"Ah…" I moaned a little louder.

His hot hands slipped inside my shorts and began massaging my ass directly. I was already panting, and my heart was beating so fast. His large and manly hands continued to squeeze and tease my buttocks, while pushing my hips down against his own. I felt his hardness as our crotch grinded against each other.

Hayden’s hips were moving, thrusting his hardness against my pussy as our hips grinded together with our clothes still on. I could feel the outlines of his hard cock rubbing against my pussy.

I felt my body grow weak in his hands as the pleasure he had stirred up in me started to take over. My mind felt numb, and my hips began to instinctively grind against his hardness. I can’t believe that I’m so turned on in this situation. Hayden’s eyes were still closed; however, his hands were as active as ever.

"Hayden!" I cried out his name when the world suddenly flipped over. What on earth is going on?