All Chapters of Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

I didn’t know what else to say to him. It was like we were not speaking the same language and the way that we thought couldn’t be any different. Did I make the wrong decision back then? Should I have chosen the normal life…but then…Hayden wouldn’t be in it. “You are holding me here against my will!” I screamed as all my frustration and anger came bursting forth in the form of words. I stood up from my seat and glared at him. How dare he keep me locked up here like this?!Hayden covered his ears with his hands as a look of annoyance crept into his graceful facial features. Slowly, he stood up from his seat and sighed loudly. “How many times do I have to tell you? I don’t like loud women,” Hayden said with displeasure in his voice.He shook his head disapprovingly from side to side slowly before he took a few steps towards me. Instinctively, I shrunk back away from him. I didn’t need to sense it; Hayden’s anger was plain as day on his face and edge in his voice. Maybe, I shouldn’t ha

“Guess we’re in luck,” Hayden replied before his lips captured mine in an ardent kiss. He continued kissing me passionately, his tongue thrusting wildly into my mouth just like how I wanted his cock to mess me up inside. Hayden stood in between my spread legs as his hands started to undo his belt before he started to remove his pants. “Lift your heel up onto the table and spread your legs…wider…” Hayden commanded.His hands helped me lift my legs onto the table just as he had instructed and soon my legs were spread so far apart that I felt so embarrassingly exposed. The opening of my love hole stretched open as if inviting for his thick cock to slide inside. “This is a very nice view,” Hayden commented before he positioned the thick head of his cock at my wet and throbbing entrance. I had just climaxed, and my insides were still very sensitive. My hands held my thighs wide open for him as Hayden’s hips moved in closer to mine. “Let me know if I’m being too rough,” Hayden warned s

Not wanting to talk to her or anyone anymore, I turned my face to the other side. Auntie left my side and after supervising that the maids had put all the art supplies in the studio, everyone left, and I was alone once more in my luxurious suite of a prison. I knew that Hayden was trying to get on my good side by sending in all this stuff. It only reminded me of when he took me shopping at that art supplies store before. He was probably trying to cheer me up back then too; however, this time it was different. Although there was a perfect art studio separated by only just a door from where I was sitting, I had no mood nor motivation to create any artwork at all. I laid down on the sofa and covered my eyes with my hands as a sense of dread filled me. Is Hayden really going to lock me up in here until I rot and die? With my eyes closed, my brain got to work at trying to dissect the situation so that I could better understand it. When it happened, I was very tired and sleepy and so it

Since that day, Hayden never laid hands on me again. We haven’t had sex since and he hasn’t shown any interest in coming within close contact with me. I looked up at the blank ceiling of the room and wondered if we would live our lives in a loop like this until we died. Obviously, that wasn’t going to happen. I knew that I had to talk to him, but I just couldn’t do it. Taking the first step forward was always the hardest and I was being such a coward for avoiding it. On the fifth day, I woke up with renewed motivation to turn things around. It was time that I acted like I realized that moping around isn’t going to change anything. I’m going to make the most of today and when Hayden joins me for dinner tonight, I’ll talk to him. For the first time since I’ve been locked up in this suite, I made my way to the art studio with the intent to start working on some art. The door to the art studio made a clicking sound when I turned the doorknob. I couldn’t help smiling to myself at the sig

From the tone of his voice, I knew that he felt sorry for me. I appreciated that but that didn’t help open this door! “Luka! Open the door! Please! Please open the door…” I wailed while crying. My whole body shook with the strength of my own sobs. My voice cracked and I found it hard to breathe; however, that didn’t keep me from beating my hands against the door. Luka didn’t respond but I knew that he was still standing there in front of the door. “Luka…please…” I begged. Luka just said that he’s not sure if Hayden can make it to see me tomorrow. Doesn’t that mean that he’s hurt badly? He’s going to be stuck in the hospital, right? “I’ll let Hayden know that you wish to see him,” Luka said flatly. “Wait! Luka! Luka!” I yelled loudly. Luka didn’t reply again, and I knew that he was no longer on the other side of the door. Although I knew that Luka had left, I continued to bang on the door as more tears streamed down my cheek. Why is this happening now of all times?! After scre