Ch. 51..55: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion Chapter 51-55

Chapter 51: Hospital Visit

The two men finally arrived at a car that had been waiting for them. Luka opened the door and got in with Hayden. He wanted to say something to Hayden, but he wasn’t sure if he should; however, it wasn’t like he had anything to lose…

"Hayden boy, I don’t think what happened was your fault…" Luka whispered, his words were for Hayden’s ears only.

"Thanks…but it was my fault…" Hayden whispered back without hesitation before he smiled a little sadly at Luka.

Their conversation died there with Luka unable to come back with a reply to convince Hayden otherwise. The old man sighed once again, leaned his head back and closed his eyes. This job was getting to be too much for his aging mind.

…

The ride to the hospital was silent as I sat in the backseat of a large limousine with two men in black on either side of me. I felt like a prisoner being delivered to court to go on trial. They treated me like I was going to run away any moment now; I guess since I did just try to run away from Hayden, what they were doing wasn’t completely crazy nuts.

As expected, no matter how many times I asked about Hayden and where he was headed, the men never answered my questions at all. Finally, I just gave up and sat there in the car and began anxiously playing with a strand of my hair. Checking the time on my phone, I guessed it was about half an hour before we arrived at a hospital.

"You know…I’m fine, I don’t need to go to a hospital," I said honestly. I wasn’t trying to be stubborn or anything, I just had a few scratches here and there. None of them were seriously hurting because the scratches were so shallow. There was nothing on my body that simple antiseptic and bandages couldn’t fix.

"Young boss wanted us to take you to a hospital so that is exactly what we are doing," one of the men replied without even looking my way.

So, they’ll take someone who doesn’t need medical attention to a hospital because they were ordered to, but they won’t take Hayden, who is in clear need of medical attention to a hospital…

Oh…what the hell am I dealing with…

When we arrived at the hospital, I was taken by the men straight to the ER like I had some serious condition. The doctors were clearly confused but didn’t want to get involved with the men in black and began inspecting my wounds right away.

"The scratches are minor. I will get a nurse to help sterilize and apply some medicine and bandages. Then everything should be ok," the doctor said what I had been trying to tell the men in the car. I glared at them trying to say ’see? I told you so!’

"Not good enough, doctor. I want her whole body scanned, x-rayed or whatever. Please check for any damages internally or to her bones. Anything…" one of the men said insistently.

"That’s not necessary. I’m fine!" I protested loudly.

This is all getting out of hand. The doctor looked at me and then the men in black in shock as he seemed hesitant about what to do next.

"This is private hospital, isn’t it? You should offer all the services that we asked for because you’ll make more money that way, right?" the man said, his voice getting louder and more intimidating.

I saw the doctor struggling to control the situation and I couldn’t help but pity the man. With a sigh, I told the doctor to just do whatever the gang wanted. For the next hour, I was wheeled around in a wheelchair from one room to another to get unnecessary checks for my body. Then I waited some more while they analyzed the results.

In the end, just as I had expected, everything proved to be a complete waste of time and money. My body was completely fine but the whole tiresome process almost left me insane at the end of it. I sat with one of the men in black as we waited for the limousine to come pick us up in front of the hospital lobby.

Suddenly, the man’s phone began ringing. In one swift motion, he answered the call and placed his phone next to his ear.

"Yes, sir…" I heard the man say.

Without thinking and without having any options left. I screamed as loud as I could to make sure that whoever was on the other side of the line could hear me.

"Where is Hayden! He’s hurt! He should be in the hospital!!!"

The man turned to me in shock and for a moment, I was convinced that he was going to kill me. His eyes were round and wide as he stared at me. I guess this is the time when my life was supposed to flash in front of my eyes…

The loud sound of laughter from the other end of the line broke the tense atmosphere around us. The man bit his lower lip in annoyance as he placed the phone back to the side of his face.

"Yes, Boss…" the man said before the line disconnected.

"That was the boss, right? Is Hayden…with him?" I asked in a hurry.

"Let’s go. The car’s here…" the man said without replying to my question.

I hated being ignored and I was being ignored so much by these men lately. However, this time, I had a sense that I was right. Hayden was with the boss and if my hunch is correct, I’m on my way to see them right now…

…

"Boss, Hayden is here…" a man announced as he opened the door to the room.

"Drag him in…" the boss said, his brows in a knot.

The man bowed low, sensing that his boss wasn’t in the best of moods. Hayden walked in with two men escorting him and the boss eyes narrowed into thin slits as he eyed his son. With the dismissive wave of his hand, the two men exited the room, closing the door behind them and locking it.

 

Chapter 52: Interrogation

"Hi dad…" Hayden said as he smiled sheepishly at his father.

"Don’t you dare ’hi dad’ me!" the boss screamed so loudly that his face became dark red.

"Anger management, dad. Anger management. Think of what the doctors said. You don’t wanna pop a vein…" Hayden said with fake concern.

"You’re the one hoping that I’ll pop a vein. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Josh’s father is my friend and a very important business partner. He ships goods for us Hayden…" the boss said stressfully.

"What did that good friend of yours tell you? He didn’t tell you what his son did, did he?" Hayden challenged.

"Why don’t you be a good son and stop beating around the bush. What happened Hayden?" the boss asked.

"Nothing happened. He laid hands on what was mine…so I was forced to teach him a lesson…" Hayden said with a shrug.

His father sighed loudly as he turned away and sat down on the sofa, his hand rubbing his temple.

"So, it was…Malissa. You broke his nose and fractured his ribs…" the boss said with his eyes closed in resignation.

"Like I told Luka on the way here. Josh was extremely lucky that I wasn’t carrying a gun. I would have shot him in the leg right where he would be surely crippled for life," Hayden said like that was the most obvious course of action.

"You need to grow up, Hayden. When you make a mess like this, I’m the one that has to clean it up!" the boss yelled as his eyes snapped open and glared at his son.

Hayden refused to answer as he stared back at his father silently. It was clear to the boss that Hayden didn’t have an ounce of regret in his body about what he had just done.

"How’s your head?" the boss asked, changing the subject.

"You’ve just asking about it now?" Hayden asked, sarcastically.

"I figured that if you’re still able to stand on your feet then it’s probably not a big deal…" the boss replied.

"You’re right, it’s not a big deal," Hayden said, sounding bored out of his mind.

"I’ll call the doctors in anyways…" the boss said as he began calling the doctor on his phone.

…

"The boss and Hayden are in a room this way…" the man that was leading me along the hallway of the boss’s mansion said.

I followed him impatiently down the long hallway that seemed endless. How big was this place anyways?

Suddenly, the man came to a stop in front of a large pair of dark wooden door as he gestured with his eyes that this was the room that he was referring to earlier. I nodded silently to show my thanks and the man immediately turned to leave.

Without wasting anymore of my time, I pushed the door open and walked straight in.

"Hayden!" I cried out his name when I saw Hayden seated on a sofa.

I ran towards him immediately. For a moment, I forgot that we weren’t the only ones in the room. The boss was there as well. I sat down next to Hayden on the sofa as I looked at his face with worry. It seems that the wound on his head had been treated and there were bandages on his hands, wrists, and some parts of his arms.

"Did you go to the hospital?" I asked.

"No…" Hayden said, looking slightly surprised to see me. I saw him glance over at his father and realized then that I haven’t greeted him.

"Hi…" I said lamely to the boss.

"Welcome, Malissa. You seem very worried about my son…and I appreciate that…" the boss replied with a pleased smile. I wasn’t in the mood to entertain him though.

"Why is she here?" Hayden asked, there was an edge to his voice that I couldn’t quite place.

"I ordered for her to be brought here. I have some…questions, you see…" the boss replied as if this was to be expected.

"What questions?" Hayden asked before I could say anything.

"I can understand why Josh ended up the way he did. What I don’t understand…is how you two ended up in a ditch the way you did. Care to explain, Miss Malissa?" the boss asked as he looked straight at me.

I have to say that I didn’t like the suspicious and accusing look in his eyes as he looked at me. It was like he knew something and just wanted to hear me confirm it.

"I took Malissa for a late-night stroll to cool off after what happened. It was dark, we couldn’t see the edge, so we fell off," Hayden replied swiftly before I could say anything.

Why was he lying? What Hayden said wasn’t completely false, but it wasn’t true. We didn’t go for a late-night stroll. I ran into the forest to escape from him, and I fell…then he helped me. That’s how we ended up the way we did.

Sensing me stiffing up next to him, Hayden shot me a glance. His clear blue eyes telling me sit still and shut up. I bit my lips to keep myself from saying anything unnecessary. I guess, the best way out of this is to let Hayden deal with it.

"I wasn’t asking you. I was asking Miss Malissa. So, Miss Malissa, what happened?" the boss asked again, his eyes directly on me.

"It’s as Hayden said. I was…scared after what happened so he suggested that we take a stroll to help me calm down a little…" I replied, going along with Hayden’s story.

"Well, I am glad that you’re feeling better. There’s still many days left until the promised thirty days come to an end. I do hope that we all keep our end of the bargain. You both are dismissed," the boss said, bringing the conversation to a close.

With that announcement, Hayden got up from the sofa before he grabbed my hand and yanked me up to my feet. Without another word to his father, Hayden began heading for the exit, dragging me by the hand behind him.

"Miss Malissa…take good care of my son," the boss said to me as he smiled at me.

The overly friendly smile made me cringe inside. I felt like the old man knew so much more than he let on.

 

Chapter 53: Self Restraint

I had my eyes on Hayden’s broad back as he continued dragging me behind him. Struggling to keep up with him had become my life’s story as of late. I wanted to tell him to slow down and that my legs were nowhere as long as his, but I knew that he wouldn’t pay me any mind right now.

When we arrived out in front of the boss’s mansion, there was a large black limousine parked there waiting for us. It made me realize that Hayden probably didn’t take his car back here with that man called Luka which meant that his car wasn’t here right now. I was sort of relief because I didn’t want Hayden to drive right now.

"Master Hayden," a man standing next to the car greeted Hayden before bowing to him respectfully.

I guess that’s our driver for today. With a slight nod of acknowledgement to the driver, Hayden squeezed my hand and started leading me towards the car. The driver opened the door for us and we got into the passenger zone. The leather sofa of the limousine was supposed to be comfortable; however, I found it unnerving to be sitting there in such an enclosed space with Hayden right now.

I felt the moving vehicle under me as we headed back towards the penthouse. As expected, the atmosphere inside the passenger zone was stiff and dead silent. I glanced over at Hayden and was greeted with a ghost of a mask, his entire face afnd eyes were void of any emotions. It gave me the feeling that this was just the calm before a very devastating storm.

I can’t avoid talking to him forever…and to be honest, I didn’t want to. Right now, I wanted to talk to him more than anything.

"Hayden…does your head hurt?" I asked in a small voice as I tried my best to smile at him.

Three. Two. One…I counted in my mind as I waited for his response or any type of reaction.

Dead silence.

Kill me now…

I closed my eyes, feeling how tired I really was for the first time. This has been a very long night. I breathed out slowly and forced my eyes open. Now is now the time to give up!

"Hayden…are you tired?" I asked in the sweetest voice that I could muster.

I knew he was angry at me, and it was obvious why that was. Still…

The silence stretched on and the smile I had plastered so perfectly on my lips started to die a sad death. Just when I had begun to truly give up on this seemingly-impossible feat, Hayden spoke…finally…

"Malissa. Don’t say anything and stay away from me…" Hayden said, warning me.

"…what?" I replied, confused at his words.

"…I’m very tempted to fuck you right here and now in the car. So, unless you want that…" Hayden continued, his tone dead serious.

His words, spoken in such a solemn and low tone shocked me to the core. What did he just say?

The worst part in all of this, was that I knew that he was dead serious. He really would…fuck me here in the car.

Hayden didn’t look at me as he stared straight down at a fixed spot on the floor in between his feet. Once again, I was inevitably reminded that I was dealing with a very dangerous man and that man had just admitted to having very little self-restraint left right now.

My body felt stiff from fear and shock but just as he had told me, I needed to get away from him. Slowly and as quietly as possible, I began moving away from him into the furthest corner of the passenger seats.

…

I spent the remaining time of the ride trying to make myself appear as small as possible as I holed up in the corner of the passenger zone. Occasionally, I would glance at Hayden. It was a mystery to me how he could be so still and so silent for such a long time. His appearance reminded me of the famous status of ’The Thinker’. Bless my mind to be able to make artistic references at a time like this.

By the time we arrived back at the penthouse it was closer to dawn than night. The driver knocked on the passenger door to signal that he was about to open the door before he opened it. I didn’t know how to react now that we have arrived.

Wordlessly, Hayden got up from his seat and exited the car. I watched him leave before I started to do the same. I nodded towards the driver to show my thanks, not daring to say anything in case I flip any of Hayden’s unstable switches.

I stood behind Hayden as I heard the sound of the limousine driving away. Now what? Do we just go our separate ways and return to how life was before?

Hayden turned around and took three steps towards me until he was standing directly in front of me. I have never felt so small before in my life and it wasn’t just because he was much larger and taller than me physically. I think…I’m about to be devoured…by him…

It took all the courage and nerve that I had left within me to look up into his face. When my eyes met his pale blue eyes, I truly understood for the first time since I entered this contract with his father.

I understood that…there was no way that I could escape from Hayden…

The dark look that I saw on his face told me better than any words ever could, that things would never return to how they were between us.

Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion as Hayden reached out a hand towards my face. His fingertips touched my right cheek and began stroking it gently. I watched everything in slow motion, as his face came closer to mine. I took in a breath and held it as I closed my eyes.

I felt Hayden’s fingers beneath my chin, angling my face up towards him and then the heat of his lips as it crushed against my own.

 

Chapter 54: Punishing Kiss

Hayden’s lips pressed against mine firmly and I surrendered to him completely. Finally, I could see a glimpse of his feelings. His lips on mine were warm but it wasn’t gentle. His kiss deepened suddenly, his tongue parted my lips and plunged deep into my mouth. I let him taste me and punish me with his kiss.

The warmth of his lips on mine, his tongue inside my mouth and his body so close to me, reminded me that he was here with me and that the was still alive. I was scared of him, but I couldn’t deny the sense of relief that flooded my heart and warmed my body.

Hayden’s kiss became more demanding as his tongue grinded against mine, making me moan and whimper into his mouth. His hands caressed my waist before pulling me closer to him until our bodies were pressed up tightly against each other. He’s so warm.

I didn’t know what I was thinking or what made me do it but before I knew what was happening to me, I began kissing him back. Lifting my arms up, I wound my arms around his neck and pulled him down closer to me so that I could kiss him back. I felt Hayden stiffening a little in surprise at my initiating action.

Hayden stared deep into my eyes when our kiss ended, and I didn’t look away. Before I lost my courage or the craziness inside of me, I had to do it now. I placed a hand on his cheek as I looked back into his captivating blue eyes. These are the eyes of a monster…

"Thank you…for saving me, Hayden," I said, meaning every word.

I never knew that thanking someone could be this hard or this touching before. For a moment, I believed that time could come to a pause and that if it could, it would feel just like this. After those honest words left my lips, I felt exposed and vulnerable. No matter how I tried, I couldn’t read the few flickers of emotions that registered in Hayden’s clear blue eyes.

It was very late at night and not a soul or a car passed by as we stood there kissing each other in front of the building. The wind blew by, fluttering my long hair all around me. It really felt like there was just the two of us alone in the world.

I watched Hayden closely as he watched me. It seemed as if he was about to say something but decided against it. Instead, his hands slowly approached my face. I felt his hand cupping the side of my face before the pad of his thumb gently stroked my cheek as if wiping something away. That was the first time that I realized the wetness of my own tears on my cheeks. Since when had I started crying?

The tears that streamed down my cheeks as he kissed me ardently was enough proof for me that I could never escape Hayden. It was simple now that I thought about it. Today, Hayden got hurt, but the one that was crying and feeling so much more pain…was me.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him no matter how hard I tried. My eyes were glued to his every movement as I watched Hayden bring his wet thumb up to his lips. Then his pink tongue slipped out from between his beautiful lips and began licking my tears from the pad of his thumb. All the while, his blue eyes stared at me intently.

"Hayden…" I called his name in a hushed whisper.

Hayden had bent down and scooped me up effortlessly into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me princess-style into the building and into the elevator. I glanced at his face as I worried if he should be carrying me like this when he’s hurt. However, his face was as emotionless as always.

I wondered if it hurts and then I guessed that it probably did, so I didn’t dare to ask…

…

Hayden opened the door to the penthouse with a loud slam that would have woken up anyone who happened to be on the same floor as us. Thankfully, we were the only ones on the top floor of this building. With long strides, Hayden headed straight for the bedroom. My body stiffened when he past the door to my bedroom and headed to his room instead.

"Umm…my…room…" I whispered as he walked past my room without as much as glancing at the door.

I sighed to myself as I realized that Hayden had decided to take me to his room and that no matter what I said, he probably wouldn’t change his mind. Hayden closed the door to his bedroom behind him and locked it firmly before carrying me to his bed. I wanted to scream but realized that it would probably not get me anywhere…

I bet if I glanced up on the ceiling of his bedroom right now, I would see a bright red sign in flashing lights saying: ’Punishment Time’.

I let out a cry when Hayden dumped me onto this bed. The softness of the mattress pressed against my back, and I tried to sit up a little. My body felt sore and tired from all that had happened. This night was proving to be a very long one.

Surprisingly, Hayden did not follow me onto the bed. Instead, he grabbed a chair and brought it next to the bed and sat down on it. All the while, his blue eyes continued to watch me intently. I wondered what he was thinking and what he was feeling…if anything.

The silence was suffocating as I watched him sit there with his hands hanging loosely in between his knees as he watched me. If he wanted to say something to me, I wished that he would just say it.

"Hayden?" I called out his name questioningly. My voice shaking a lot more than I had thought that it would.

 

Chapter 55: Prisoner

I felt Hayden’s eyes on my face, my chest and then sliding down the rest of my body as if he was appraising me. It made me feel uncomfortable, naked, and exposed in front of him. It was so unfair, how he seemed to be able to see through me while I couldn’t see anything in his emotionless eyes at all.

Suddenly, Hayden sighed loudly before squeezing his hands together, cracking his knuckles. I didn’t like what I was seeing…at all…

"So…why did you run?" Hayden asked, sounding as emotionless as ever.

I dreaded the arrival of this question and now that he had asked it, I didn’t know how to reply. Hayden must have wanted to ask me this from the beginning but had waited for us to be alone with everything settled. Although so much time had passed, I still wasn’t sure why I did it exactly.

Hayden watched me as I struggled to provide an answer to his question. I couldn’t tell if he sympathized with my situation or not and on second thought, I would rather that he did not.

"Did you honestly think that you could get away?" Hayden asked, arching his brow at me curiously. It had been a while since I’ve seen his face show any emotion.

"No…I didn’t think so…" I replied. I could answer this question easily, unlike the other one.

"But you went ahead and did it anyways…I guess being with me was that bad, huh?" Hayden said as he laughed a little. It was a laugh that told me that he didn’t find anything about any of this funny.

"I’m sorry…" I said, meaning it. What I did was foolish at best, and it was a result of my own desperation. He was right, logically speaking, there was no why that I could get away from him…or his father and the gang.

With my own foolishness, I put myself in danger…and then Hayden as well. I bit my lower lip in frustration at my own helplessness.

"You didn’t need to run away. I already agreed to let you go free after the 30 days are over. You couldn’t wait that long?" Hayden asked rhetorically.

I felt like a high school girl receiving counselling from the school’s counselor for misbehaving. Hayden’s gaze made me feel unsure of myself and what I really wanted.

I just nodded, simply because I couldn’t figure out what to say to him.

Surprisingly, Hayden slowly got up from his seat and walked away towards a set of drawers. I watched in wonder to see what he was going to do. He didn’t seem to be in a hurry at all as he moved leisurely around his room. I felt like he was pondering some thoughts of his own in his own mind.

"I usually don’t like to do this but…it’s better to be safe than sorry, I guess…" Hayden said as he turned back towards me. He had the most playful and excited smile on his face.

For a moment, he reminded me of a very excited boy who was about to show his best friend a new toy that he had found. Hayden had his hands behind his back as if holding a surprise present for me. His overly cheerful demeanor just filled me with dread. Something was totally off about all of this.

Slowly, as if making sure to add suspense to the moment, Hayden slowly unveiled the item that he was holding behind his back.

Oh right…we all guessed it…it’s a pair of handcuffs. Totally normal…

Wait?! What?!

He doesn’t like to do this…says the man who just pulled a pair of handcuffs from his drawer like it was nothing at all. My eyes popped wide as my mouth hung open in shock…

I guess my expression alone was enough for him to know that I demanded an explanation.

"Personally, I wouldn’t mind if you just disappeared from my life but…if you run away under my watch, my old man’s going to kill me and then you, for sure," Hayden said before faking a helpless shrug.

Instinctively, I began backing away from him as he approached me. Not that I had that much room to scoot myself backwards on his king-sized bed.

"You’re not…serious…" I exclaimed in shock.

"Oh this? Don’t worry, it’s the real thing. Completely made of steel, police and army-grade. Not those playthings for BDSM stuff that amateurs use…" Hayden said, his smile very much intact.

He continued walking slowly towards me and his bed, the steel handcuff plainly on display in his hand. I wasn’t worried at all whether the handcuff was real or not…it was still a handcuff!

"No…Hayden…Please. I won’t go anywhere. I promise…I swear!" I started pleading desperately. This is plain crazy.

I felt the bed creak and sink with Hayden’s added weight as he crawled on top of the bed and joined me. He was close to me with his face only a few inches from mine in no time at all. I felt the metal of the headboard against my back and knew that I had nowhere else to run. Not that running away, would save me now, anyways.

"Don’t resist…" Hayden said, his voice so cold that I literally froze.

When his hand reached out for my wrist, I flinched and then my eyes widened in surprise. His touch on my wrist was unexpectantly gentle. His fingers were warm; however, that warmth was quickly replaced by the coldness of steel as the handcuff clicked around my left wrist before the other clicked around the metal headboard of the bed.

Reflexively, I began yanking my arm against the hold of the handcuff. Not surprisingly, I couldn’t break free. I was now handcuffed to the bed…what is happening to my life?!

"Don’t struggle, Malissa…it’s just going to hurt," Hayden advised, seriously.

Well, thank you for stating the obvious but what else do you propose that I do now that I’m pretty much chained to the bed?

"Let me go…Hayden…" I said as I frowned at him.

Hayden lazily got off the bed as if he was done with whatever business that he had with me. I watched him stretched lazily with his back turned towards me as he began walking towards the door. However, as if he remembered something he turned his head around to look at me again.