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Ch. 26..30: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion Chapter 26-30

Chapter 26: Seduced by a Monster

With a thud, I was suddenly pinned underneath him. Hayden had flipped me down under him and was now straddling my hips as he pinned down both of my wrists in his hands to the floor. I moaned loudly, when Hayden dipped his head down and began kissing and sucking the side of my neck aggressively, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.

Loud kissing and sucking sounds echoed in the room along with my pants and moans of ecstasy as Hayden continued to plant kisses along both sides of my neck. He kissed and licked me until my body felt weak and drugged by pleasure.

I felt his hands slip once again under my clothes before I felt his large hands cupped my breasts. I sighed in bliss at the sensation of my tits being massaged and played with. His manly hands pumped my breasts so hard that it began to hurt a little, but the pleasure was so mind-numbing that I could hardly feel the pain.

He continued to suck on my neck as his hands fondled and caressed my breasts. I felt like my body was on fire as I writhed underneath him. I cried out a little louder when his fingers started to skillfully play with my erect nipples.

"Ahh! Ahh…" I moaned non-stop as his fingers began rolling my hot nipple in between his fingertips before pinching and pulling on it.

I felt jolts of pleasure running through my body from the perks of my breasts all the way down to the hot heat in between my legs. The way he’s touching me is driving me crazy with lust and desire. His touches feel so amazing...

"Hayden…wake up…stop" I managed to say before I continued to moan.

Despite my protest, Hayden continued to explore my body with his hands. I felt his hand slip in between my thighs before he started stroking the soft flesh of my inner thighs up and down slowly and gently. I felt goosebumps form on my skin as a result of his seductive caresses.

I sucked in a breath and held it as I felt his hand slowly sliding up my inner thigh, inch by inch until it finally reached its final destination. The tips of his fingers delved gently into the hot wetness in between my legs.

"Ahh…Hayden…" I cried out before I bit my lower lip as my head rolled from side to side in abandon.

I felt his fingers on my womanly heat as it began to stroke my wet and throbbing slit up and down. The pleasurable ache in my lower abdomen intensified and I felt my love juices gush out of my opening at his touch. He expertly stroked my pussy’s entrance up and down without entering me.

His touch was deliciously pleasurable and addictive. I began moving my hips around, in an attempt to guide in playful fingers towards the sensitive spot in between my legs. I hated myself for responding so much to him and desiring his touch. However, at that moment, I needed to feel his touch on my swollen and hard clit.

Is it because I haven’t had sex with a man for a long time that I was feeling this way or was it because I was unknowingly attracted to Hayden? Regardless of the answer, I wanted to feel him touch me more. I wanted him to pleasure me until I came…

As if he was aware of my silent wish, Hayden began pushing his fingers against my swollen clit before pinching it hard and rolling it around between his fingertips. It felt so good…even better than when I touched myself while masturbating. It was as if he knew all my sensitive spots so well. I moaned so loudly that I had to stop my own loud moaning by placing my hand over my own mouth.

The worst thing that could happen right now is Hayden waking up. If he woke up and saw me like this, pinned under him, he would torment me endlessly. I didn’t have to worry about that for so long because soon I could no longer think. I felt his fingers parting the folds of my pussy followed by a sharp penetrating sensation in between my legs.

"Ahhhh…" I moaned and whimpered, my hips jerking upwards sharply.

Hayden had thrusted his thick and long finger inside of my sopping wet hole in one single plunge. Without waiting for me to adjust to the feel of his finger inside of me, he began wriggling his finger around inside of me. His fingers rubbed along the walls of my pussy, making my body tremble with raw desire.

I couldn’t believe that I was feeling so much bliss from just his one finger inside of my hole.

It wasn’t long before his fingers found my g-spot and began stroking and pushing hard against it. Hayden pumped his finger in and out of my hole from various angles, stimulating my pleasure spot with each thrust. I bit on my own fingers to keep myself from screaming out loud in ecstasy. My hips were moving wildly against his hand. My hungry pussy clenching around his finger desperately.

I almost climaxed when Hayden inserted another thick finger inside of my sopping hole, stretching my entrance and my insides. His fingers felt amazing as they filled me up and rubbed against the walls of my love tunnel. My body writhe under him and I spread my legs further apart to take his fingers deeper into my body.

I couldn’t stop it anymore; I could feel my orgasm approaching. If he keeps pumping his fingers inside of me like this, I’m going to cum…very soon.

"Hayden…" I screamed against my own hand that I had over my mouth as my climax claimed me.

I tried to silently ride out the impact of my climax as I shut my eyes and bit on my fingers. My body spasmed and trembled underneath his weight as multiple waves of pleasure washed over me. My mind went blank, and I couldn’t remember anything else after that…

Chapter 27: The Morning After

My body feels sore and my head hurts like I had a hangover. I remember vaguely that I came to Hayden’s room last night to check up on him…and then…

I bolted up in bed with my eyes wide opened as I remember what had happened after I entered Hayden’s room. The first thing I did was feel my body for my clothes. Phew…my clothes were still on…

However, when I looked around, I did not recognize my own bedroom. Obviously, because I was not in my own bed anymore which can only mean one thing. I’m in Hayden’s bed. Last night, I didn’t have time or the attention to take in the surrounding of Hayden’s room. Looking around, I realized how large the room really was and how tidy.

Everything about the room was luxurious, the room had its own private bathroom, and I could see two adjoined room from where I was sitting on the bed. One had its door opened and I could see that it was a mini private living and working room. The other had its door closed.

The room was silent. I don’t know what happened after I passed out last night but somehow, I ended up sleeping in Hayden’s bed and right now, Hayden was no where to be seen. I wondered where he went off to so early in the morning. Usually Hayden woke up late; he clearly wasn’t a morning person.

I got out of his bed as fast as I could and quickly went back to my bedroom before anyone could spot me. My mind still felt like a mess and my body felt heavy, reminding me of the heated session I shared with Hayden last night. I could still feel his lingering touches on my most feminine part.

Immediately after entering my room, I headed for the bathroom to take a shower. I knew I had to shake all thoughts of Hayden for my mind. After undressing, I looked at my naked self in the mirror; however, it only reminded me of the places that Hayden had caressed, kissed, and pleasured.

He touched me here, I thought as my hands move up to cover my breasts. My body still ached from his touch, and I could still feel the heat in between my legs. I touched my breasts and closed my eyes; I could see Hayden and his large manly hands on my womanly flesh as he squeezed and caressed them until they lost their shape in the palm of his hands.

I heard myself moaning softly before whimpering his name as my breath quickened. Hayden…you’re driving me insane…

My body heated up as I massaged my own breasts, my mind filled of Hayden and how he teased me and played around with my body. I moaned louder as my fingers moved to pinch and pull on my own nipples. The little nubs grew taunt and erect immediately at the stimulation of my own fingers.

I opened my eyes again and Hayden was gone. It was just me all lone in my bathroom. What am I doing? I walked on shaky legs to the bathtub before climbing in and turning on the shower, feeling the warm water rain down on me from above as I sat in the bathtub and closed my eyes.

Hayden…what do you want from me? He says that he doesn’t want me and that we’ll just go our separate ways…but the way he touches me…

I spread my legs and moved my hand in between them. When my fingertips caressed my love entranced, I moaned softly at the pleasurable sensation. Hayden’s fingers touched me like this. My pussy felt hot, and my slit was still wet and slippery from Hayden’s stimulation from before. I couldn’t deny that his experienced touches made me feel so good. He made me so wet last night.

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath to clear my head. This is such a mess. I usually don’t crave this much for sexual pleasure and release. The way my pussy was aching for attention only reminded me of my days with Ethan and how we would do it so often back then. However, things were different now…much different.

…

I walked out of my room as I counted down on the days I had left in this penthouse with Hayden.

26 more days left until I will be free. Since I figured that Hayden was already out, there was on rush for me to leave the suite to avoid him. After getting dressed in comfortable clothing, I walked to the living room where I found a very busy-looking Auntie arranging flowers in a big vase.

"Wow! You’re super skilled at this. They’re super pretty," I said as I gestured to her flower arrangement.

The older woman smiled happily at my compliment as her hands continued to arrange roses, lilies, and various other flowers into the large vase. Apart from their beautiful looks, the smell of the flowers was also amazingly sweet.

"Thank you, Miss Malissa. If you’re interested, I can teach you some simple flower arrangements," Auntie offered kindly.

I watched her slightly wrinkled hands skillfully arrange the flowers and wondered if there was anything this old Auntie couldn’t do. According to her, she’s been ’babysitting’ or taking care of Hayden for many years. Perhaps, she’s been with him since his childhood?

"Really? That would be great. I’ve always wanted to learn but never got around to it," I said.

"I heard that you’re an artist so you must have good sense for beauty. Flower arrangement should be a breeze for you," Auntie said cheerily.

"I’m just an art student. I’m still in my final year of university…so I wouldn’t dare call myself an artist yet," I replied humbly.

"What art do you do?" she asked.

"Oh…I mostly focus on watercolor painting, but I can do other types of paintings and some basic sculpting as well," I replied.

"Wow. You have to show me some of your paintings sometimes," Auntie said with interest.

"Sure thing. Umm…Auntie you mentioned that you used to babysit Hayden…" I began, hesitantly. I didn’t want her to feel that I was being too nosy.

Chapter 28: Tell Me About Him

"Oh yes, I’ve been with Master Hayden since before he was born. I used to be his mother’s nanny you see and when she married the Master, I was graciously allowed to follow her here to continue serving her," Auntie explained, her hands still busy with arranging the flowers.

"I see…umm, where is Hayden’s mother now? I’ve never met her although I’ve met the Boss many times. She…wasn’t at the wedding, was she?" I asked.

"The dear Madame, Master Hayden’s mother, passed away a very long time ago. She passed away when Master Hayden was still a very small child," Auntie replied. There was a sad look on her face as if she hasn’t gotten over the death of Hayden’s mother.

"I’m so sorry…" I whispered.

"Oh no…it’s an old story now. Since my dear Madame passed away, I’ve been raising Master Hayden as best as I can. Although, sometimes, I’m not so sure if I’ve done a decent job or not…" she said with a small laugh.

"I’m sure you’ve given your all. There’s nothing for you to feel regretful over," I said, comfortingly.

"Miss Malissa…" Auntie called my name softly.

"…Yes?" I said.

"Master Hayden is a wonderfully kind-heart person. I am sure that you will have a happy life with him," the Auntie said with so much sincerity in her voice that I found myself speechless.

It was hard for me to imaging Hayden as a ’wonderfully kind-hearted person’ with everything that I’ve witnessed and experienced. That man was aggressive, rude, violent, a drunkard, disrespectful, selfish, arrogant, perverted and the list just goes on and on with not-so-positive descriptive words.

I guess I was experiencing firsthand a love of a mother. You know, the phenomenon where you dote on the child that you raised so much that you can’t see any of his faults. No matter what happens, you only see the positive in the person and you trust the others to feel the same way.

I had my own full-blown doubts about the Auntie’s claim, but I decided to keep my disagreement to myself.

"Thank you…I’ll…keep that in mind," I answered, as I pasted my most friendly smile on my face.

After I continued to watch Auntie arrange the flowers, I remembered why I was here in the first place. I didn’t come here to enjoy watching her arrange flowers, I came here to ask about Hayden.

"Auntie. You know that according to the Boss’s request, I’m supposed to do something for Hayden everyday as part of…the agreement, right? So…I was wondering, what you think I should do for Hayden?" I asked, seeking for information.

"Oh, that. There are many things that Hayden likes…body massages, taking a stroll around at night, going to karaoke, going to car races, horse races…you could read him a book…take him to a late-night movie. There’s so many things that you two can do together just like other young couples," she replied enthusiastically.

"Umm…I think I was looking for something…that can be done without us having to meet?" I asked, rephrasing my question.

"Without having to meet?" Auntie said, in confusion.

"Yes. Like how yesterday I made breakfast and left it on the table for him, you know?" I said.

"Hmm…but wouldn’t it be better for you two to spend time together to get to know each other?" she asked. I could see why she was confused. I guess that spending time together would be the correct thing to do in normal cases. Except, our case wasn’t exactly normal.

"Haha…I guess…" I replied vaguely.

Except, we didn’t want to get to know each other. We wanted to avoid each other like the plague.

…

Since talking to Auntie didn’t give me any good ideas on what to do for Hayden without meeting him face-to-face, I decided to put something together for him in the kitchen. Surveying the ingredients, I decided to make a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toasted bread.

After looked down at the neatly arranged food on the large, white, and round plate when I was finished. The food looked yummy and smelled appetizing. Well, not that it mattered. I knew that this dish would go untouched until the time I returned to this penthouse later in the day because Hayden wouldn’t touch it and Auntie would feel too guilty to throw it away herself.

Plus, today Hayden had already left before me.

Doesn’t matter. I already fulfilled my part of the bargain.

I pulled off the apron that I had been wearing and waltzed out of the kitchen, the large plate in hand. I headed straight for the dining table where I quickly placed the plate on the table. That’s it. Done…for today.

It was a little later than I thought when I arrived at the hospital where my grandmother was staying. The morning traffic was worse than normal today and that delayed my plans. My grandmother seemed a little weaker than normal today as well and after spending a few hours together, she dozed off.

The nurses reassured me that it was normal and just a side effect of the medication that she had been given.

Since my grandmother fell asleep and I wanted her to rest, there was nothing I could do but pause my sketching and painting for the time being. It wasn’t so late when I got in the car to head back to the penthouse. However, the traffic caused by some road maintenance wasted almost an hour of my time. By the time I got back to the penthouse it was almost sunset and I was in restless mood.

I took the elevator up to the top floor immediately, looking forward to a warm shower followed by a peaceful dinner. Then perhaps I could watch a movie or listen to some music to wind down. I had many pleasant plans in my mind on how to spend the rest of my evening.

"Why are you back so late today?"

A low and stern voice greeted me the moment that I stepped into the suite.

Hayden…why is he back so early?! He’s usually never back before midnight…

Chapter 29: Don’t Play Innocent

"Says the guy who comes home way past midnight drunk on most days…" I replied as I closed the door behind me. I heard the door click shut and automatically lock behind me.

I walked slowly into the dining room where Hayden was sitting at the dining table. I wondered what he wanted with me. I couldn’t wait to get away from him.

"What?" Hayden said in surprise at my retort.

"Nothing…" I mumbled, turning to walk away.

"Hmm…sit down," Hayden commanded, loud and clear.

I turned to look at Hayden again. He was dressed in all black today and I had to admit that he looked stunning. The black suit, shirt and tie worked well to bring out his blond hair and beautiful blue eyes. The next thing that I noticed was the abundant amount of food on the table, all seemed untouched.

He was waiting to have dinner…with me?

Hesitantly, I sat down on the opposite side of the dining table. The food looks amazing and fancy; however, I had a feeling that I wasn’t going to enjoy this meal.

"Eat," Hayden commanded, his sharp eyes on me.

"Thank you…" I whispered.

I reached for the utensils on the table and began taking some food onto my plate. After watching me eat for a little while, Hayden started eating as well. We ate in silence with neither of us saying anything. I didn’t talk to him, and I was starting to feel thankful that he wasn’t talking to me.

However, having him so close and sitting right opposite to me made my mind think about him. I recalled when I first met him in the church where we were supposed to get married. I could see in my mind the scene from that day. Hayden was drunk and then his father hit him on the head, and he bled. I recalled the things he said…

"You look like you have something you want to say. Just spit it out," Hayden said, placing his fork and knife down while his eyes stared at me.

Now that he was asking, I might as well just ask him. It would be good to set the record straight between us.

"Umm…you don’t really want to marry me, right?" I asked.

"So what?" Hayden said, his eyes narrowing at me.

"I mean, at the church you did say that you didn’t want to marry me. Don’t get me wrong, I feel the exact same way…" I said a little hesitantly.

"Your point is?" Hayden asked, sounding very detached and uninterested.

"You said that the only one who would be your bride is Amelia…" I said, recounting his words.

Hayden stiffened in his seat at the mention of Amelia’s name. His eyes narrowed at me, and I could sense that I had angered him. It felt like the temperature in the room dropped several degrees, suddenly, I felt very cold.

"Don’t say her name. You have no right to say her name so casually," Hayden spat at me. He was clearly offended by what I said.

"I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to offend you…or her," I apologized. I guess, I said too much. After all, I don’t even know this Amelia woman.

"So? Why are you asking?" Hayden asked, his tone reverting to its emotionless state.

"Well, if you don’t intend to marry me anyways…then, after a month is over, you will set me free right?" I asked, hopefully.

"Is that what’s been worrying you?" Hayden asked, his eyes burning into mine.

"Well, yes," I replied.

"If you obey me well, I’ll set you free," Hayden said after a moment of thought. He picked up his utensils and continued with his meal.

"Really?" I said, my face lighting up with a smile. Soon, I’ll be out of here.

Hayden didn’t reply as he continued to toy with the food on his plate. I wondered if the food didn’t suit his taste. To me, everything tasted heavenly. Better than any food that I’ve ever tasted before.

"You seem very desperate to be free of me," Hayden said observantly.

"Of course. I know that you don’t want to be stuck with me either so…we should just go our separate ways…as soon as possible…" I said, seriously.

"I see. Well, enough talk about that. Now, tell me…" Hayden said, changing the topic.

"Tell you…what?" I asked, confused.

"Are you still going to play innocent?" Hayden asked, his eyes returned to focus on me.

"I…honestly have no idea what you’re talking about…" I said softly.

"Did you do something naughty? I’ll considering lessening your punishment if you confess…" Hayden said as he leaned closer to me over the table.

It’s not possible. Could it be that he knew that I was in his room? But he was asleep…no wait…

If Hayden was asleep all the time, then how did I end up on his bed?

Hayden…he…

"Why did you come into my room when I clearly told you not to?" Hayden asked, his eyes never leaving my face.

Shit. He knows…of course he knows…

"I…I was there to help you! I heard this loud crashing sound and since you were so drunk, I thought that I should check on you…" I tried to explain.

"I told you never to come into my room…" he repeated his rule. Clearly my appeal wasn’t getting to him at all.

"It was a semi-emergency, I guess. Who knows, you could have been badly hurt. When I went inside, the bookshelf that had fallen over almost fell on top of you…" I continued to explain. For once, I was sure that I was making sense. Safety should come first before any of his stupid rules…

"So, you were worried about me?" Hayden asked, his eyes and face void of any emotions.

This man is so cold, how could I think for a second that he would understand.

"…I guess I was…worried about you…" I mumbled while casting my eyes downwards.

Hayden looked at me as he seemed to be making up his mind about his next move. I prayed silently that he would just let this slide.

"Hayden…" I called out his name softly.

"Were you really worried about me?" Hayden asked, his eyes looking deep into mine.

"Of course, I was. I would have been worried for anyone in that situation…" I replied honestly.

Hayden sighed as he got up from his seat, slowly. I watched as he walked slowly to my side of the table until he was standing right next to where I was seated. I looked up at him and he down at me.

"What you said just now made a lot of sense," Hayden said and for once his eyes were gentle.

"Then…" I began, hopefully.

"…but rules are rules, Malissa," he whispered very close to my ear.