Ch. 221..225: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion Chapter 221-225

Chapter 221: Taking It Out on Him

"Really?" I asked as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Sure…" he replied as he smiled back at me with a mischievous spark in his light blue eyes.

He’s crazy and so reckless. I knew that but still this is something else altogether…

"I don’t even know what to say or what to do. This is crazy, Hayden," I mumbled softly before sighing loudly.

I have never felt so overwhelmed like this before.

"Some of my friends and other business partners asked about your work too, and of course, I utilized my perfect sales skill to pitch your talent to them. Guess my hard work paid off. These people are loaded so you can rip them off with whatever price that you want," Hayden said with a proud laugh.

"Why did you do that?" I asked before rubbing my temples.

This is all too much. He could have checked with me first on whether I was ready for this.

"To help you find clients for your work. Why else?" Hayden said with a shrug.

It was apparent that he couldn’t understand why I was so distressed about all this.

"There’re so many requests for commissions now that I don’t know how to start…" I admitted shamefully.

Unfortunately, none of the courses in my university has ever taught what to do when you got more requests that you can handle. I had no idea what I should do first.

"Don’t panic. Why don’t you read through some of the requests first?" Hayden suggested.

"I already read through some of them. They’re all asking for portraits because that was what you showed them and put on that magazine cover," I said followed by a depressed sigh.

"Not just the magazine cover. The article is also posted online on websites and social media," Hayden said with a proud smile.

I knew that he was doing his best to help but this is all too sudden for me to handle. Getting exposure for your artwork is what most artists dream of but I still didn’t feel ready to handle this much stress and workload. Suddenly, it felt like everyone had high expectations of me and I wasn’t sure if I could meet their expectations.

Most of all, if I failed at this, Hayden would probably be very disappointed in me.

"You do realize that if they’re requesting for portraits, I may have to meet some of the clients in person if they request for a live portrait session, right?" I asked Hayden.

Perhaps it slipped his mind for a second there that I was still under house arrest based on his orders. I wondered if he knew that some portrait work was done with the person posing live in front of the artist.

"Is that so? What are you going to do then?" Hayden asked as his eyes widened innocently at me.

"Why are you acting like this is my problem?" I snapped at him in disbelief.

"Because it is your problem…" Hayden said with a careless shrug.

I can’t believe this. He got me all this attention and more work requests than I can possibly handle. Then when I need to leave the mansion to complete my work, he acts like the fact that he’s keeping me locked up in here isn’t his fault. This is insane…

"You can’t be serious…" I muttered as I started to boil over with anger.

"When you have too much work, you prioritize. So, since you can’t leave this mansion, I suggest you start by prioritizing the work that doesn’t require you to leave this mansion. For instance, there’s got to be requests in there for portraits based off the client’s photo or something. So, work on those and turn down the rest," Hayden suggested calmly.

None of this seemed to bother him at all. He probably doesn’t realize how stressed out I was feeling. I also felt bad about turning down client requests just because he won’t allow me to meet them face to face to paint them.

"I don’t know if you’ll understand this, but I just feel bad that I have to turn clients down because I’m not able to meet them face to face to paint them. It’ll probably disappoint them…" I mumbled my complaint.

"You’re not allowed to leave this mansion. Work on the requests that don’t require face to face interactions first. You can work on the rest when you’re allowed to leave," Hayden replied unfazed.

"And when would that be?" I asked as I glared at him.

Hayden turned and stared back at me. His blue eyes cold and I knew that he was angry.

"When I say so…" he replied before heading for the door.

As far as he was concerned, this conversation was already over. I bit my lower lip as I watched him leave. The door opened and closed with a loud slam. I closed my eyes and breathed in a deep breath before holding it.

We got into a fight again…

Hayden’s probably in a super bad mood right now so approaching him to talk to him now would probably be a bad idea. I should wait till he cools down a bit. I guess I had to get a grip on my emotions too. The stress, excitement, and all the worry were really getting to me. I flopped down onto the seat in front of my computer as I tried to gather myself together again.

I shouldn’t have taken that out on him. I knew that he was doing his best to try to help me launch my career as a professional artist. His plan worked way better than I had ever dreamt possible, and I got both recognition and commission requests for my work. It was just a shame that I couldn’t leave this mansion which meant that I couldn’t live up to my client’s expectations.

Because of my frustration, I decided to take it all out on Hayden. He must be feeling very hurt because of me.

I wondered how long I’ll be stuck in here for. When can I go out? Hayden hasn’t told me anything about that. Maybe I should try to find a good moment to ask him about that. As for now, I had no choice but to follow Hayden’s suggestion of going through all the request and seeing which ones I could fulfill without meeting the client in person.

 

Chapter 222: Guided by Instinct

Opening up the responses to the request form, I started going through them one by one and sorting them based on the detail of the request. As I read the requests, my brain began thinking about ways that I could complete my work without meeting the client in person.

I could paint from a photograph and some requests actually wanted me to paint based on a photograph so I could work on those requests without any issues. For other requests, would doing some kind of video call help act as a reasonably good alternate method? Honestly, I haven’t tried it before, but it might be worth a shot.

The issue was that most clients probably didn’t know the process of getting their portrait painted. Perhaps, I could get back to them to ask if it was fine if I didn’t paint them in person. There were so many requests that I had to find some way to prioritize them. I hated to admit it, but Hayden was right. I wondered how many portraits I could finish in a month. Perhaps one per week?

That would make it four per month. If I rushed a little, perhaps I could do six or eight?

Judging by the number of requests, the booking would be full for almost a year. That’s just crazy. I spent a good portion of the night working on sorting the request and reaching out via email to the clients to ask them more about their requests and expressing my sincere apologies and regret for not being able to meet them in person.

I didn’t know how the clients would react, but I couldn’t do anything else but pray for the best.

The truth was, I probably needed to brush up my skills before I could start on a real commission. It has been a while since I’ve last sketched or painted a portrait. The most realistic date to start working on my first commission would be around a week’s time from now.

I felt tired and that spat that I had with Hayden just now didn’t help out with anything at all. After taking a quick shower, I went straight to bed. Little Hayden was peacefully sleeping in his small little bed in my living room by now and I envied how easily he could drift off to sleep. It was like he could fall asleep anywhere and at any time.

Unlike that little puppy, sleep did not come easy to me that night.

My mind was too filled with thoughts about my work and now and then my thoughts would drift off to Hayden. I wondered what he was doing and if he was sleeping well. Hopefully, he wasn’t having trouble sleeping like I did. Then again, I don’t think that little argument we had just now would disturb him at all. Then why is it bothering me so much?

I shut my eyes tightly as I covered my eyes with my hand and rolled around from side to side on the bed. This is useless, I can’t seem to go to sleep no matter how hard I tried. I sat up in bed as my head started to throb a little painfully. Am I about to get a migraine? Seriously?

Earlier, I was too shocked and too busy trying to get the truth out from him. In the end, I forgot to thank him properly for all that he’s done to help me out. Sure, perhaps he did a little too much and kept it all a secret from me. However, I knew that he meant well, and I owed him at least a word of thanks.

From how I reacted and what I said to him, he must have thought that I was such an unappreciative and selfish person. I felt horrible…

Tomorrow is a Saturday so Hayden should be home all day tomorrow. That meant that I had the whole day to find a way to apologize to him properly. Wait, what if he decides to go out?

The surest way was to catch him very early in the morning. Thanks to Auntie, I now knew where Hayden’s room is so if I head there early in the morning, I was sure to catch him before he woke up. I was convinced that that was the best plan. However, with that plan in mind, I still couldn’t go to sleep. As time ticked by, I felt more and more anxious.

Before any thought ran through my mind, I had gotten up from my bed. I wrapped a loose robe over my short night gown before running out of my room in my slippers. It was late at night, and I wasn’t sure if Hayden was already asleep or not but that didn’t stop me from proceeding along the hallway that led to Hayden’s wing of the mansion.

While on my way to his bedroom, my brain tried to figure out what I would say to him exactly. This wasn’t an easy task. Hayden is such an unpredictable person. It was so hard to figure out what he was thinking or feeling and that made it so hard to handle him. If I said the wrong thing, I’ll end up angering him more than before and that would be a disaster.

I wasn’t sure of anything apart from the fact that I wanted and needed to see him right away.

I didn’t realize that I had been in such a rush to get to Hayden’s bedroom until I was standing right in front of the door to his bedroom with my chest heaving up and down. The sound of my shallow pants was the only sound in the silent and deserted hallway. I can’t believe that I just ran all the way here. What has gotten into me?

It was like I had so much foolish courage before but now that I was standing right outside of his room, I suddenly felt quite scared. What did I do just now? How did I end up here and at this hour? This is just too crazy…

 

Chapter 223: Welcomed by a Monster

I should head back. It’s too late in the night now and Hayden is probably sleeping. If I knock on his door now, I’d just disturb him and wake him up from his slumber. So many reasons ran through my mind as I stood there in front of his door in silence without moving. My body wouldn’t move as my fear started taking over.

Suddenly, all I wanted to do was walk away from the door and head back to the safety and sanctuary of my own bedroom.

Deep down, I knew that all those reasons that my mind was conjuring up were nothing more than convenient excuses for me to head back so that I wouldn’t have to face Hayden right now. The truth was that I was scared.

While I stood there rooted to the spot, to my utmost disbelief, the large door behind me creaked opened and light shone into the dark hallway. It seemed like my choice was just made for me. My body froze in place in shock as more light shone into the dark hallway. Slowly, I managed to move my body and turned my neck around towards the opened door.

A dark shadowy silhouette stood in the doorway.

"There’s only one reason a woman would visit a man’s room this late at night…" a cold chilly voice spoke.

Suddenly, it felt like I was trapped into a horror movie and had come face to face with a beast in a haunted mansion. I wanted to run for my life, but my feet felt like they were glued firmly to the floor. For the life of me, I couldn’t move, and the shadowy figure took a step and then another step closer to me.

I’m going to be devoured. He’s going to eat me alive!

I closed my eyes tightly as small, frightened cries escaped my lips. My hands shook madly before I used them to cover my ears. The monster came to stand right in front of me and its hand reached out to grab my wrist. Suddenly, I was yanked forcefully through the doorway into the light of the room beyond.

Needlessly to say, I screamed so loudly that on later reflection, I was convinced that I must have woken up some staff in that large mansion.

"Why are you screaming?" Hayden asked as he stared down at me with a look of pure annoyance on his face.

"Because you scared me! Isn’t that obvious…" I wailed.

"You’re not making any sense. You came to my room, so I opened the door for you," Hayden said as he shook his head from side to side.

His eyes looked at me with an incredulous look on his face as if he couldn’t quite grasp the ridiculousness of this situation.

"That was so scary. You appeared in the doorway like some shadowy figure. I honestly thought you were a monster and then you spoke in such a low voice…" I continued wailing and complaining as I plopped myself down onto his sofa.

"Hmm…" Hayden made a sound as he looked at me with dispassionate eyes.

"Then the monster turned out to be you and it was basically the same thing…" I said in shock as my eyes grew even wider.

A shadow loomed over me, suddenly blocking out the light from above my head. Instinctively, I glanced up to find Hayden’s face looking down at me from a very close distance. He’s so close…

"Hayden!" I cried out his name in shock as I scooted back further into the sofa.

His blue eyes narrowed at me, and I felt a chill run up my spine.

"So, why is a little princess like yourself visiting a monster so late at night?" Hayden asked.

My eyes drifted down from his face to his naked chest and then the wonderfully formed muscles of his stomach. That was the first time that I realized that Hayden was half naked. My eyes snapped back up to his face as it widened, and I felt heat rush up into my face. I was speechless and couldn’t come up with reply to his question.

All the preparation that I did during my trip here to his room all flew out the window as my tongue tied into a knot.

"No reply?" Hayden said before he smirked at me.

A few seconds of silence passed by as Hayden’s clear blue eyes stared deeply into mine. My throat and lips felt extremely dry, and my chest tightened. Hayden smiled sweetly at me, and I knew that there was something hidden behind that smile of his. His hand reached out and grabbed my body so fast that I didn’t even have time to cry out.

"Wait! Put me down…please…Hayden!" I cried out when I finally found my voice.

"Stop struggling…it’s pointless," Hayden said without any empathy.

I continued kicking my leg as he carried me over his shoulder and headed for his bedroom.

"Wait…where do you think you’re taking me?" I protested loudly as my hand slapped his back.

"To the bed, where else? Isn’t that what you’re here for?" Hayden replied as we entered his bedroom.

’There’s only one reason a woman would visit a man’s room this late at night…’ his chilling words came back to me.

No. He’s getting this all wrong!

"Wait! It’s not like that…" I tried to explain.

The next moment, my breath was knocked out of me when he threw me onto his bed. I felt the softness of the mattress against my back before my body bounced a little on it from the impact of Hayden dumping me down onto his bed.

"Hayden, wait…" I pleaded.

Hayden got on the bed and slithered up right next to me. He’s so close that we were almost touching. I could feel his eyes travelling down the length of my body and I started to feel very nervous and aware of his presence so close to me.

"You were saying?" Hayden asked as he whispered seductively close to my ear.

 

Chapter 224: What I Came Here For

My body stiffened as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back against his hard frame. I could feel the hardness of his muscles against my back along with his body heat. The nightgown and robe that I had on was made of very thin satin and it didn’t provide much barrier between our tightly pressed bodies. I could feel his breath in my ear and knew that he was staring down at my face.

I kept my eyes averted as I tried to think of what to say.

"Answer me," Hayden commanded in a low voice.

When I lapsed into silence as I hesitated, he started punishing me by hugging me even tighter than before. I need to answer him before he either crushes my ribs or I run out of breath.

"I didn’t…come here to…sleep with you…" I managed to say in a struggle.

Hayden’s arms around my body relaxed and I quickly drew in a deep breath before I lost my chance to breathe. He’s such a bully…

If I thought that Hayden was satisfied with my answer, I quickly found out that I was so wrong.

"Do you really mean sleep…or…" Hayden said teasingly as his hands began untying the little sash of the robe around my waist.

When his hand parted the thin robe that I was wearing and began caressing my waist, my body froze in shock. I had to get a grip on myself before my body betrays me and starts responding to his seductive touches.

"Wait…I didn’t come here for this…" I said with so much determination, but my voice came out so soft and weak.

"For what? I don’t understand what you’re referring to…" Hayden continued to tease me.

Of course, he knows what I’m talking about. Why does he have to make me say it?!

He started kissing the nape of my neck softly as he made sniffing sounds. Pressing his nose against my skin, he breathed in my scent and my body shivered in his arms. His lips made small kissing sounds as he trialed soft kisses along the side of my neck. Occasionally, he would pause before sucking and nibbling on my sensitive skin. I felt goosebumps form on my skin as my body began responding to him.

My body writhed in his arms from the exquisite pleasure. Hayden held me in place with his arms around my body as his lips continued to tease the sensitive spots on my neck.

I need to say it…otherwise, I won’t get to tell him what I came here to tell him…

Why is he making this so difficult for me? My body is turning against me as my legs and arms started feeling weak. At this rate, I’m going to lose myself…

"I didn’t come here…to have…sex with you…" I managed to say through gritted teeth.

My hands balled into fists, and it was the pain of my nails digging into the palms of my hand that helped my mind focus on saying what I needed to say.

After one final firm and long kiss on my neck, Hayden lifted his face away from my neck. He stared down into my face with a slightly astonished face. His blue eyes widened at me innocently as he looked at me in wonder.

"Then, what did you come here for?" he asked softly.

Hayden stared down at me silently and I knew that he was waiting for me to speak. I wanted to speak so badly too but now that the time had arrived, and I had his undivided attention, it became so hard to say what I wanted…

Hayden’s wide blue eyes staring down at me as he waited for me to say something didn’t help my case at all. His gaze only made me more nervous, and I knew that all the preparation and thought that I had put in while walking along the long hallway to his room wasn’t even near enough to prepare me for what I wanted to say to him. I bit my lower lip as a knot formed in my throat.

Why is it so hard to talk to him?

"I came here…to thank you…for helping me. You know, with my art…" I said, forcing each word out of my mouth.

It was great that I had my back turned to him so that it seemed natural for me to look away from him. I didn’t want to stare into his blue eyes when I spoke to him because it would just make me feel nervous. Talking to him honestly was difficult and I had never been like this with anyone. He intimidated me and my heart always skipped a beat when he stares so deeply into my eyes.

I closed my eyes and sighed, knowing well that this was an area that I needed to improve upon.

Hayden was silent and his arms relaxed around my body. His silence lasted too long, and I began to wonder what was happening. Curiously, I turned my head around to look up at him.

"Was that so hard for you to say?" Hayden asked before he smiled a little at me.

Well, I guess it shouldn’t be but…

"It was. Sorry…I should have thanked you sooner," I admitted in a whisper.

"You don’t have to apologize. I didn’t help you because I wanted your thanks," Hayden said casually.

His light tone caught me off guard. I didn’t know how to respond so I just nodded my head. Now that I’ve finally said what I came here to say, it felt like a huge and tall mountain had been lifted off my chest. I could breathe easier, and my mind started to clear. If only I could talk to Hayden as easily as he could talk to me.

"I know that, but I honestly wanted to thank you…but in the end, I ended up saying means things to you instead…" I said before trailing off.

I still felt like there were some things that he did that was wrong. Keeping me locked up here in this mansion with him, for instance. However, two wrongs did not make it right.

 

Chapter 225: Our Bodies Can’t Lie

I wasn’t a saint, but I was determined to keep myself in the right as much as possible. I shouldn’t have taken my anger and stress out on him after he went to such lengths to help me. No matter how much influence he had, it must have taken some effort if not a lot of effort to publicize my work like that.

"I told you just now, it’s fine," Hayden said flatly.

"No, it isn’t…" I murmured.

Hayden shook his head at me, and he probably thought that I was a very stubborn girl. Perhaps, I was.

"Next time, if you find it hard talking to me, you can start by texting me," Hayden suggested.

"But it’s not the same…" I countered.

"Of course, it’s not the same but it’s good to start out somewhere," he replied.

"No. I’m not going to take the easy way out. I’ll keep talking to you…until…I can figure it out…or get used to it…" I said with determination.

However, I still found it hard to meet his gaze when we’re having difficult conversations like these, and I found my gaze shifting elsewhere as I stuttered slightly.

"Look at me when you’re talking to me," Hayden commanded as he took hold of my chin and lifted my face up, forcing me to stare into his eyes.

His eyes were a beautiful blue and we were so close that I could see myself reflected in his eyes. He’s so attractive, really. His looks only made him harder to approach.

"Ok…well, thank you for helping me and umm…it’s late now…so…I should probably head back…" I said as I tried to ease myself out of his embrace.

"Where do you think you’re going?" Hayden asked with a mischievous grin.

"Umm…back to my room?" I replied in a shaky voice.

His arms immediately tightened around waist and his hand caught my wrist in his hand. He’s not going to let me go?

"Not so fast, this monster hasn’t had his fill of you yet…" Hayden teased.

"No, I didn’t mean to call you…a monster. I just came here to thank you…" I corrected softly.

"I don’t mind since you’re not entirely wrong. However, I don’t want your thanks but if you insist…I wouldn’t mind taking your body as thanks…" Hayden suggested wickedly.

"Wait…" I whispered breathlessly.

"Pay me with your body, Malissa," Hayden said with utmost satisfaction.

"Hayden…" I called his name when I felt something hard grinded against my back.

Is that his cock? The hardness prodded against my back and as he hugged me tighter to him, the hardness began rubbing against my back. He’s so hard already.

"You made my cock so hard…shouldn’t you take some responsibility?" Hayden teased me very bluntly.

He began grinding his hardness against my backside and I let out a whimpered cry in a mix of surprise and humiliation. I could feel his hardness and his size press up against me and it made me even more aware of his sexual desire.

"Wait…" I protested softly.

His hand grabbed my wrist and began pulling my arm back. My fingers brushed against something hard then my entire hand was pressed up against his thick and long rod. I felt his size and shape in my hand and my eyes widened in amazement at how hard he had gotten. His hand pressed my hand harder against his hardness and I felt an intense ache in my lower abdomen. Did I turn him on this much?

"Let’s see if you want my cock as well…" Hayden murmured close to my ear.

"Ahhh…Ahhh…" I heard myself let out lewd cries.

Hayden’s other hand pulled up my short nightgown before his hand slipped under the thin fabric, disappearing in between my legs. My pussy quivered in anticipation of his touch as I closed my eyes and moaned softly. His fingers stroked the crotch of my underwear before pressing up hard against my wet opening. My pussy clenched and squirted out more nectar onto my panties.

His fingers skillfully peeled the thin fabric covering my love entrance away before his fingers delved into my hot wetness.

"Ahh!" I let out a sharp cry when his fingers thrusted firmly upwards into my hole.

His entrance made a wet plunging sound as he swiftly entered me. My wetness covered his fingers as my pussy walls clenched tightly around his intruding fingers. It feels so good…

"So warm and wet. Look at how much you’ve dirtied my hands with your juices," Hayden said after pulling his fingers out of my wet hole.

Hayden lifted his hand in front of my eyes. The sight of his slick fingers covered with the stickiness of my love juices greeted me. He rubbed his fingertips together as if to show me how slippering the liquid on his fingers was. Hayden parted his fingers and my love honey stretched into a thin stream between his fingers.

"Don’t…" I whimpered as I looked away in embarrassment.

"Your pussy really wants my cock," Hayden said with a satisfied chuckle.

"No…" I whispered as I squirmed in his arms.

"I told you to look at me when you’re talking to me. If you have problems talking to me honestly, you can start by being honest with me in bed," Hayden suggested confidently.

He turned me around in his arms so that I was forced to face him. His hands were tugging and pulling my robe off my body before I could even react. He’s moving so fast. His hands were already pulling the short nightgown off over my head. I had to lift my arms to help him. Soon enough, I was completely naked, and I sat there in front of him with my hands covering my breasts protectively.

"You’re still embarrassed to be naked in front of me at this point?" Hayden said as he looked at me with a look of disbelief.

"Stop teasing me…please…" I murmured and I started pouting at him.

"Undress me," he ordered.

He pulled on my arm and placed my hand on his pants encouragingly. His eyes watched me as I slowly pulled down his pants from his hips. He didn’t have anything else on except for his night pants which made the task easier, thankfully so.