Ch. 401..405: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion Chapter 401-405

Chapter 401: Somewhat Normal

**6 months later**

After a long discussion between Hayden and the boss, a hard decision was made with the intent to remove Hayden and me from the Torex gang as much as possible. It took a long time and multiple conversation with the boss for a decision to be reached that allowed Hayden to change his last name from Torex to something else.

Of course, that also meant that I wouldn’t have the Torex last name, and neither would our children if we ended up having them in the future.

The decision probably wouldn’t have been reached had it not been for Harvey’s support. In the end, the boss had to give in on this. For the boss, this was a very big deal because the decision held significant symbolic meaning. Publicly, it would look like Hayden had been disowned from his family.

"Are you sure that this is a good idea?" I asked.

"Of course, it is. We’ll be freer to do whatever we want to do without the Torex last name on our backs and it’s not like I’ve been disowned for real. Within Torex, I will always be Hayden Torex. I’ll have access to everything that a Torex should have. It’s not all bad," Hayden replied with certainty.

Since he seemed so sure about it, I didn’t have any objections about it either. Hayden assured me that this move would somehow help us move on with what we wanted to do with our lives. For Hayden, that was running his hospitals and clinics to help the poor. For me, that was reconnecting with my old life and building my career as a professional artist.

Time passed by in a flash, luckily both Hayden and I had some achievements to show for that. After working hard with the design team and then supervising the renovations of the gallery for the next two to three months, the art gallery was ready for its opening day. I held a very small gathering to celebrate the official opening of my first ever art gallery.

It was a great chance for me to reconnect with my university friends and professors. After putting my personal life on hold for a long while, I managed to step back into my old life with a powerful big and new change.

"Wow! Congratulations. This is just amazing!" Jenny exclaimed excitedly.

"Thank you. I’m so happy that you could make it," I replied happily.

"Not just for the opening of this gallery but for your wedding as well. I knew that there was something going on between you and Mr. hot guy even though you kept denying it," Jenny teased me before laughing quite loudly.

I missed her laugh, and I missed all my friends that were here. Hopefully, I’ll get to see more of them now that I’m trying to live life as normally as before.

"You should have your art exhibition here, I’ll host you for free, seriously," I suggested.

"I’ll definitely take you up on it. Don’t you worry. I’m sure this place will be very successful. You’re really starting to make a name for yourself. I’m sure with this place, you’ll get so many more clients," Jenny said with confidence.

"Thank you. I truly hope so," I replied, hopefully.

Today was just the opening of the gallery with my small group of friends; however, I hoped that soon, I would have enough artwork to fill up the entire gallery so that I could host an exhibition of my own in my own art gallery. I also just recently started accepting art commissions again and this time live portrait sessions are on the table.

I wasn’t the only one that made significant progress. Hayden’s project took a few leaps forward as well. The hospital structure that we visited was completed. It was much faster than I had anticipated but with that much funding that went into it perhaps it wasn’t that surprising.

According to Hayden another smaller clinic had been completed as well and because of that Hayden had been busier recently travelling to the hospital.

Despite our formal removal from the Torex group and family, Hayden still retained all the luxury and wealth that came with his birth in a very convenient way. That also included the support from his family for funding for his project. Since he wasn’t truly disowned, Hayden still had access to all his wealth. Hayden would always joke about how his project was funded by dirty money from the mafia.

"Just like Robinhood, you know. Paying and giving back to the society," Hayden said half-jokingly.

Just like we had agreed before when he took me to visit his hospital, we developed a routine to fly around from the mansion to the hospital. I tried to make myself as flexible to his schedule as much as possible. When we stayed at the mansion, I would work at the studio in the mansion or at the gallery. When Hayden worked at his hospital, I would work at the studio inside the house.

Overall, everything worked out fine.

It all turned out as I had imagined in my mind, if not better. Just as I had wished, I got to see new sides of Hayden that I never saw before. Every time I learnt something new about him, I felt so excited.

Since Hayden started working as a doctor again in his hospital, I got the chance to see him in action as a doctor more often than ever before. At first, it was a sight that I had trouble wrapping my head around. However, I soon got used to it and I also developed a sense of respect for him and the work that he does.

"So, where does it hurt? Here? What about here?" Hayden asked a young boy who looked clearly malnourished.

The boy was admitted to the hospital along with his mother after suffering from a case of extreme domestic abuse from his father. His mother was also a victim of the abuse. It didn’t take me long to learn that almost all patients that got admitted to Hayden’s hospital had some disturbing baggage of some kind.

It wasn’t just their lacking financial status that made them seek for help here, usually there were other factors as well.

 

Chapter 402: My Bad Doctor

Seeing Hayden take care of the boy so caringly reminded me of how he took care of the little girl who was sick before at the amusement park. It wasn’t just his job, but his clothing also changed when he worked as a doctor. The first time that I saw Hayden in his doctor uniform, I almost squealed like a crazy fan girl. Hayden really does look good in anything.

"Stop staring so much…" Hayden muttered, and I wasn’t sure if felt kind of shy or not.

"It’s my first time seeing you dressed like this," I mumbled as my eyes continued staring at him.

"Does it look funny?" Hayden asked with a chuckle.

"Not at all. I think it suits you…in a strange way…" I replied honestly.

"In a strange way?" Hayden said as he arched a brow at me curiously.

"Umm…you look like a bad doctor," I replied before I started to giggle.

Although he’s no longer an official mafia, he still somehow acts like one and the vibe about him wasn’t normal for sure.

Maybe…it’s in the blood?

When he first told me that he would come out to work in these remote areas to take care of patients, I got the stereotypical image of him working in a worn-out clinic and living a harsh life while struggling to handle the patients. However, the truth was very different. Hayden wasn’t the standard poor doctor who was trying to do good for the society. He was a very rich one.

His hospitals and clinics were always clean and professional in every way. The place never lacked funding and although Hayden was tired from work regularly, his life wasn’t left in rags. On the contrarily, Hayden still wore his expensive-looking white suit like always without the fear of it getting dirty.

He would occasionally wear the white doctor gown on top when he was in the hospital to meet the patients. Overall, I thought he looked amazing as a doctor.

It wasn’t much later that I found out that Hayden’s project wasn’t just sucking up money from the boss’s company, but it was making loads of money on its own. That money came from treating members of many gangs and many cases where the patient couldn’t receive treatment from regular hospitals. I found out that the underground healthcare business was a big and booming business.

It was like shooting two birds with one stone. On one hand, Hayden would help the poor and on the other hand, he could milk the shady rich as well.

…

**Many months later**

"I never thought the event would be this grand…" my professor commented before flashing me a proud smile.

"Me neither. I didn’t think that something like this would garner so much public attention both in the art community and out of it," I agreed readily.

After working hard for many months after the opening of the art gallery, everything was in place, and I was ready to host my first ever art event at my own art gallery. A lot of hard work and literal tears went into making this event a reality. It was a real dream come true moment for me to see so many people turn up to this event.

It wasn’t just about the recognition that I had received, but it was also the joy attached to having so many people appreciate my work of art.

Thanks to Hayden’s support, I also received attention from people outside of the art community especially those from interior design. Blending in art works to compliment with their interior design styles became a trend and I managed to snag a few deals with interior design companies to feature my work. Most importantly, this event also showcased the works of many aspiring artists apart from my own.

"I’ve always wanted to support other aspiring artists. It was very hard for me when I first started out as an artist. Admittingly, it’s still quite a challenge now too. I think my personal experience makes me want to support the artists who are going through the same thing that I did," I told Hayden when the gallery was completed.

"I think it’s a good idea. There’s more than enough space here to host more than one exhibition in parallel. You should aim to fully utilize it and have the works of many artists on show here. Having variety and many new updates will help this gallery build a reputation for itself too," Hayden said with a gentle smile.

With that thought in mind, apart from working on my own art collection while taking on commission from clients to make money, I also got into contact with aspiring new artists with outstanding talents. Together we all managed to put together an art exhibition that completely filled all rooms of the gallery on both floors.

"Big congratulations, Malissa! This is a little gift from us to you," Amelia said as she handed me a large bouquet of roses.

"Congrats, Malissa. We’re very proud of you. I’ll make sure all of our business counterparts buy something from your gallery. No worries," Harvey said before winking at me mischievously.

"If that’s the case, I guess I may not have enough paintings available…" I joked, although that was probably true.

"Just sell them blank canvases or something. I’m going to make sure that they spend," Harvey replied with a loud laugh.

"Where’s Hayden?" Amelia asked sweetly.

"Oh, he should be here any moment now. He’s flying in from one of his hospital visits," I replied with a smile.

"He should already be here. This is supposed to be such a big day," Harvey complained with open dissatisfaction.

"It’s fine. He told me about this beforehand and I don’t really mind…" I told them honestly.

"You’re too nice and easy on Hayden. You shouldn’t always let him have his way, you know?" Amelia advised sternly.

Well, that wasn’t how things worked between Hayden and me. I doubt that she would understand it even if I tried to explain it to her, though. Amelia seemed to have Harvey completely wrapped around her little finger.

"Sorry that I’m late,"

 

Chapter 403: Baby News

I heard his familiar voice close to me before his warm lips pressed itself against my cheek.

"Hayden…welcome…" I greeted him a little shyly.

"Oh, good that you’re here," Harvey said with a smile.

"Thank you for coming to support my wife…" Hayden mumbled his thanks.

"Actually, there’s another reason why we wanted to come over apart from supporting Malissa…" Harvey said before he glanced over at Amelia.

"Well, we’re supposed to tell you at our next family gathering but I’m having a hard time holding it in so…the thing is…I’m pregnant," Amelia announced before beaming us a bright smile.

Her hand went to pat her still flat belly as her face seemed to glow more radiantly then usual. My eyes widened at her announcement.

"Wow! Congratulations to you both!" I exclaimed happily.

I knew that Amelia and Harvey had been trying to conceive a baby for a while now. Now that Harvey had taken over the gang, the pressure was squarely on their shoulders to produce the next heir as soon as possible. In a way, I was relieved that that responsibility and expectation had been taken away from me and shoved towards Amelia instead.

Judging from how radiantly Amelia was embracing her pregnancy, I doubt that she minded the pressure at all.

"How far along are you now?" I asked in wonder.

"I’m around 12 weeks in. I guess you can’t really see the baby bump just yet," Amelia replied with a beautiful laugh.

"I’m sure the boss is thrilled. Congratulations again," I replied with a smile.

"Yeah…he’s very happy. Now he’s going around with the modifications of the mansion," Harvey told us with a shake of his head.

"Oh, I can truly say that I know what that must feel like," I said sympathetically.

I really knew from experience what that was like. In fact, Hayden’s mansion was still modified the way that the boss had chosen from that time. Soon after his wedding, Harvey and Amelia moved out of the mansion to stay with the boss instead. Apparently, the boss wanted Harvey close to him and Harvey didn’t hesitate to agree to that.

That left only Hayden and me in the mansion along with Auntie and the large army of staff.

"It’s your turn now, Hayden…" Harvey said as he turned to stare at his younger brother.

"What?" Hayden asked like this had nothing to do with him at all.

"It would be great if we have kids of similar age. They can be friends as well as cousins," Amelia quickly chimed in.

I plastered a polite smile on my lips while I could feel Hayden’s discomfort at openly discussing the topic. Hayden did mention a long time ago that he was planning to have children with me, but we’ve been too busy with our work up until recently that the topic never came up again.

Honestly, the thought of children didn’t cross my mind even once since I started working on the gallery and putting my art career back together.

Hayden must have felt the same way given how he’s been super busy with his hospital projects and everything that was related to that. He’s been travelling more often now too and although I tried to accompany him as much as I could, there were times when we had to live apart. All in all, we’re probably not ready to have any children right now.

Plus, I couldn’t imagine myself carrying a child for 9 whole months given how busy I was.

"Maybe we’ll think about it…" I replied vaguely.

Hayden didn’t seem to know how to react, so I decided to step in to save the day for us. Thankfully, the topic was dropped soon after that. Their comments really did get me thinking if we should start planning to have a child. I guessed that if we don’t plan for it, we’ll just be busy for the rest of our lives with our work.

Hayden was truly involved and dedicated to his project and, unlike when he was working at the gang before, he didn’t really slack off at all.

At first, I didn’t think that the news of Amelia’s pregnancy would have any impact on me at all; however, as the days went by, I started to feel that I was wrong. Without knowing it, I had started to think about having a baby with Hayden. I guess I have known all along that I wanted to have a baby one day and the thought of having a baby with Hayden sure had its own charm.

When I thought of how cute Hayden looked as a child, I couldn’t help but smile a little to myself as a warm and fuzzy feeling filled me up inside.

I guess having a baby that looks like Hayden would be nice. A girl would look pretty while a boy would look cute in a mischievous way. Although I was busy with my commission work, my mind would often stray to think about having kids, especially when I was working alone in my art studio.

Ever since that day of my art exhibition, Hayden never mentioned anything about the topic of having kids. It was like the matter just blew over his head and he simply forgot about it and moved on. That was what I thought until a few days later when he happened to ask me about it.

"Ahh…Hayden…please…" I moaned passionately as I grinded my hips on top of his lap.

His hands cupped my naked breasts as I continued moving on top of him, my pussy clenching wildly around his hard cock. The pleasure of his massive cock sliding in and out of my wet hole was mind-blowing and I couldn’t get enough of it. I cried out his name as I placed my hands on his broad shoulders so that I could ride faster and harder on his upstanding love pole.

"That’s it, good girl. Ride me…" Hayden urged seductively as his blue eyes stared at my erotic face.

His hands continued to pump my breasts roughly together as he massaged them while I bounced my hips wantonly up and down the length of his hard dick. Lewd moans escaped my lips as I slammed my hips down onto his cock faster, my need for him intensifying.

Chapter 404: We Are Ready

"It’s so good…Ahhh! Hayden…" I moaned as my pussy got even wetter for him.

I angled my hips so that the head of his thick hot rod would ram directly into my pleasure spot. His cock was so thick and long that it could hit me all the way against my womb with each thrust. I didn’t intend on having sex with him tonight but after he began seducing me, I couldn’t control my desires and ended up getting on top of him and taking his erect cock directly into my wet cunt

Even now, I couldn’t stop riding wildly on top of him. Hayden seemed to love it when I went wild on top of him. Although I was embarrassed at how naughty I was, I couldn’t stop my hips from moving to swallow up his thick cock into my sopping wet love hole.

"I’m going to cum…Hayden…please…" I moaned my pleasure when I felt my orgasm quickly approaching.

I’m going to cum…hard…

"Let me see your face when you cum…" Hayden whispered lewdly to me.

He lowered his hand from my breast and soon I felt jolts of raw pleasure taking over my body when he played around with my swollen clit. Hayden was so mean; he knew that I was about to cum yet he still played even more with me.

"Ahh! Hayden…no…please…I’m cumming!" I screamed so loudly as I threw my head back and let my orgasm take over me completely.

The intense pleasure of his cock hitting against my pleasure spot and his fingers roughly stroking my clit was too much for me too handle. It drove me over the edge, and I climaxed spectacularly on Hayden’s lap. It was then that Hayden started thrusting his hips upwards, pounding his cock deeply into my wet cunt. I cried out at the renewed pleasure that seemed to have intensified.

I moaned his name as Hayden continued to pump his cock fast and hard in and out of my pussy.

It didn’t take very long for me to reach my climax again. This time, Hayden joined me. His cock twitched wildly inside of my love tunnel before it spurted endless streams of his seed deeply into my womb while I moaned his name lovingly. My pussy spasmed around his cock as it greedily sucked in the heat of his release.

"Are you ready to have my child?" Hayden asked after we both recovered from our powerful orgasm.

I nodded as I struggled to catch my breath. His warm sticky seed filled me up deep inside and if I wasn’t on the pills, maybe I would have…

"I think so…" I managed to reply softly when I found my voice again.

"Are you still on the pill?" he asked tenderly before he kissed my hair.

I nodded.

"You can’t get pregnant if you don’t stop taking them," Hayden told me as his blue eyes stared deeply into mine as if to make sure that I understood him.

"I’ll stop taking them…" I whispered shyly.

"Good. You can leave the rest to me," Hayden announced reassuringly.

He lowered me onto my back and quickly spread my legs while my eyes widened in shock. Hayden didn’t wait for much longer before he plunged his erect cock all the way back into my pussy hole. I let out a strangled cry at his sudden entry. His cock was already so big and hard again…

Hayden began moving and his thrusts were bordering on violent. He rammed his cock in and out of me until my legs felt weak. My core started throbbing with my desire for him again as his cock hit me deep inside. It felt so amazing to be one with him like this. I lifted my legs and wrapped it around his hips as I offered myself to him again without reserve.

Maybe Harvey’s and Amelia’s words had an impact on him because Hayden was much rougher with me that night. With each hard thrust of his cock inside of my wet pussy, I was beginning to truly understand what he meant when he told me to leave the rest up to him.

…

**5 months later**

Life had settled down for a while but now things have picked up again with the fast-approaching date of another art event at my gallery. After the previous events got great reviews and feedback, the gallery now had its own local clientele and a much firmer position in the artist community.

The fast rise in popularity made the gallery more popular and the gallery was booked out on most days especially the weekends.

After taking a rest away from the spotlight for a couple of months to focus on commission work and the work for my new art collection, I was ready to bring my work back into the spotlight again.

Since then, I’ve decided to host at least one event at my gallery every six months to display my own collection of paintings on top of the regular paintings that were usually on display. In addition to that, I’ve started renting out my gallery to other up and coming artists at very affordable rates to make it easier for these artists to host their own exhibitions.

The best part was that I got to know and engage with many more artists. Networking and expanding my network with other artists were very beneficial to my career and business. It led me to receiving more commission work than before and many more well-established artists were now interested in renting out the exhibition space in my gallery.

This upcoming event was the biggest event so far in my art career and I was determined to make it a success. After having gained a reasonable amount of popularity in the art circle, this event would also be covered by many reporters and magazines. It was honestly a lot of pressure to get everything right and there wasn’t a lot of time left until the D-day.

That meant that I had been working hard and long hours at the gallery for many days now. Unfortunately, Hayden was also busy with his own work and had been away at one of his hospitals.

 

Chapter 405: Foretelling Signs

It was early in the evening and my team, and I were still busy at work. With the many things that we had left to do for the day, it seemed like today would be another late night at the gallery again. Thankfully, my team was full of passionate members who were truly dedicated to their jobs. It was going to be rough, but I had the confidence that we would make it through.

"What about we hang this one here? Malissa, can you come over to have a look?" one of my staffs called out to me.

"Sure. Be right there!" I called back before I quickly got up from my seat.

The moment that I stood up, I suddenly felt extremely dizzy. My head throbbed and it felt like I wouldn’t be able to keep my balance. I closed my eyes and took in deep breaths before slowly lowering myself back down onto the chair that I had been sitting on.

"Malissa, are you ok?" I heard someone ask from close to me.

"I’m…" I began saying but then my head just hurt too much.

My body felt strangely hot as well and my chest started to feel tight. Suddenly, it became harder for me to breath. Why do I feel so sick?

…

After my episode at the gallery, my team ended up very panicked and had gotten in touch with Hayden. I felt horrible for a short while, but the headache did pass along with the other symptoms, and I was fine again.

"So sorry about this. I guess I’m just tired…" I apologized weakly when I managed to find my voice again.

"Drink some water first…" a team member offered.

"Thank you…" I thanked her gratefully before I started sipping on the water.

"You’ve been working too hard and staying long hours. You’re always the last one to go home even after closing…" another member pointed out.

"The exhibition is almost here so…" I replied softly.

"If you don’t take better care of your health, you’ll end up missing the event, you know…" my team member warned sternly.

"I guess. Sorry for making you all worried. I’ll be just fine," I told them before putting on one of my best smiles.

Passing out and missing the exhibition isn’t an option. This round, I’m going to be showcasing my own work, so I had to physical be there to present the collection as well as greet the guests. Just thinking of the work ahead filled me with so much excitement.

Suddenly, the door to the gallery opened with a loud bang. My eyes widened in shock when I saw Hayden standing in the doorway. He seemed out of breath like he had gotten here in a hurry.

"Hayden…" I murmured his name softly.

Without a word, Hayden strode towards me until he was standing right in front of me. My team members quickly stepped aside to give us some room and private space.

"How are you feeling?" Hayden asked with full concern as he took my hand into his.

"Umm…dizzy and tired. I think I’ve been working too much…maybe it’s the stress. I should feel better after resting a little," I replied while trying my best to reassure him that I was alright.

He crouched down in front of me and stared into my face for a moment before he heaved a loud sigh.

"You’re probably pregnant," he stated casually.

"What?!" I cried out loudly.

My outburst earned me stares from all of my team members. I turned to them to give them a shy smile before my head snapped back to Hayden. Is he just teasing me? It’s not even a funny matter…

"Umm…let’s not talk about that here…" I muttered.

Hayden just nodded his head once at me before he got up to his feet.

"We should head home for the day. Your face is pale, I don’t need to be a doctor to tell that your exhaustion and stress is eating at you," Hayden said as he gently pulled me up to my feet.

His arm looped around my waist as he supported me. I turned to smile apologetically at my team members. They quickly told me not worry and that they would have everything ready in time for the event. At that point, I didn’t dare give them any instructions related to work in fear that Hayden would yell at me if I kept on thinking about work.

"You’re very lucky that I just got back…" he muttered a little moodily when we got into the car.

"Oh, right. You were supposed to be back today…" I murmured.

"On top of overworking yourself, you also forgot that your husband is supposed to come back today…" Hayden complained with a shake of his head.

It was true that it did slip my mind with everything that was going on at the gallery. The work demanded so much of my attention and so did supervising my team of staff.

"I’m sorry, Hayden…" I apologized without an excuse for myself.

"It doesn’t matter…" he muttered.

By the time that we arrived back at the mansion, I already felt quite normal. It was like the fit had passed. It was a very strange feeling to feel so sick all of sudden and then to feel well again. Hayden led me to the living room and urged me to rest on the sofa. It felt good to rest for a while and it made me realize just how tired I had been. Accumulating stress and exhaustion can be so scary.

Hayden sat down close to me on the sofa.

"When was the last time that you had your period? Not very recently if I’m not wrong…" Hayden asked although he seemed to already know the answer.

Well, now that I think about it…did I have my period last month?

My brows furrowed together deep in thought…

"You don’t even know, do you?" Hayden said with a disapproving shake of his head.

"That doesn’t mean that I’m pregnant, though…" I countered.