Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18

Goodnight Kiss

Without replying to him, I turned the doorknob and swung the door open. A look of slight surprise

crossed Hayden’s face as the door swung open before it was replaced by a smug smile.

“Why are you…mhhhmm!” I asked before my question was suddenly silence.

For a second, I didn’t understand what just happened. I felt his hand holding the back of my head and

his warm lips on mine. I could smell the smell of alcohol in his breath as he continued to kiss me.

Hayden…is kissing me. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

My eyes widened in shock when the reality of the situation started to sink in. I pushed against his broad

and hard chest with my hands, trying to separate our bodies from each other. However, he only held

the back of my head tighter as his other arms snaked around my waist, pulling my body harder against

his.

Hayden skillfully pried my mouth open with the tip of his hot and wet tongue before thrusting the whole

length of his tongue into my mouth. I could taste the alcohol on his tongue as it danced around wildly

against my own inside my mouth. I tried to struggle and protest, but my protesting sounds only

sounded like moans that were captured into his kiss.

The passionate kiss lasted for so long that by the time it had ended my body felt like it was on fire. I

was out of breath and was panting for air. I wanted to scream and curse at him, but I couldn’t…

Hayden looked at me with his intense blue eyes as he smiled with extreme satisfaction before wiping

the mix of our saliva away from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

“What…are you doing?!” I shouted at him.

“Giving you a goodnight kiss, wasn’t it obvious?” Hayden replied casually.

“What?” I whispered in shock.

“Goodnight, Malissa,” Hayden whispered into my left ear.

His hot breath tickling my ear left my body frozen to the spot. I blinked rapidly in surprise, still confused

at what just took place as I touched my fingers to my lips.

The next moment, Hayden was gone…

…

28 days left.

So many things had taken place in the past two days that my head was spinning from confusion. The

worst out of everything that was happening was Hayden and his unpredictable behaviors. I touched my

fingertips to my lips as I stared at my own reflection in the mirror.

He kissed me…goodnight.

He’s crazy…

I let him kiss me and I even responded to his kiss…

I’m going crazy…

I looked at my puffy-eyed reflection in the mirror and remembered that I hardly caught a wink of sleep

last night. First it was Hayden and his girls being so loud that woke me up and then his “goodnight” kiss

left me on edge and so confused that I couldn’t go back to sleep. In short, last night was a disaster and

my red-eyed look this morning was the result of it all.

I quickly showered and got dressed. If I sneak out early in the morning, then I wouldn’t have to see

Hayden. There was no way that he would be up early after being so drunk and sleeping so late last

night. Getting up early and making him breakfast that he wouldn’t eat anyways was the best way to

avoid seeing him and completing my side of the deal. Killing two fat bird with one stone!

I cooked up a quick breakfast of egg and toast and quickly placed it on the table. I didn’t meet anyone

that morning and that came as a relief.

“Can you take me to the hospital to see my grandmother?” I asked the head of my bodyguard team.

“Sure…” he replied.

His reply was the same short, curt, and monotone reply as always. Just like the day before, they drove

me to the hospital where my grandmother was recovering. I haven’t heard any updates from the doctor,

but she seems to be in stable condition at the moment. That was good enough for me.

After a quiet and peaceful ride in the car, I arrived at the hospital and headed straight for my

grandmother’s private room. I hated to admit it but if the boss didn’t pay for her medical bills, there was

no way that I could afford to keep my grandmother in a hospital like this. I bit my lower lip in frustration

at my own helplessness.

“Good morning grandma!” I said cheerfully as I entered her room.

My grandmother was awake and seemed quite energetic today, although she was still always confined

to her hospital bed. She turned her head towards me before smiling happily at me. I felt my mood

lighten immediately at her smile.

“I did tell you that you didn’t need to visit so often…” my grandmother said although her happy smile

told me otherwise.

She must be dead bored if she had to spend her whole day in this room all alone. I sat down on the

chair that was beside her bed and took her hand in mine. The best that I could do right now was to

spend as much time with her as possible and give her mental support.

“I’m always so happy to see you. Plus, I don’t really have anything else to do…so you don’t need to

worry about me,” I said as I smiled at her.

“Is everything fine…you know with…” my grandmother began asking hesitantly.

I knew immediately that she was referring to my living arrangements with Hayden and our arranged

marriage. To be honest, things are getting out of control and Hayden was clearly crazy and unlike any

man I have encountered before in my life. As each day passes by, I felt like any control I had of the

situation was fast slipping.

However, I couldn’t tell this to her and make her worry endlessly about it. There was no good reason to

because there is nothing that my grandmother could possibly do to improve my situation and if her

condition worsens, I wouldn’t know what I should do.

--To be continued…