Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion

He can’t be serious…

Normally, he would just tie me up or handcuff me to the bed or whatever, but he had never asked for me to do it myself. As far as I could tell, Hayden didn’t seem like he wanted to be in here with me any longer than necessary. However, he didn’t rush me, neither did he offer any help. He just sat there with a look of boredom on his face like he would rather be anywhere else but here with me.

His calmness only scared me even more. What is he thinking right now? I can’t understand him at all. I knew that he was mad, but he didn’t look mad and even now that we’re alone, he didn’t take it out on me.

I can’t believe that I’m actually going to say this…

"Can you…help tie me up?" I asked in a small voice.

"No. Honestly, I can’t be bothered with a girl like you right now. Do whatever you want…" Hayden replied passively.

"Hayden…" I whispered his name without bothering to hide my shock or how hurt I felt.

"Forget it," Hayden murmured under his breath as he stood up from the chair.

He approached the door and after quickly inserting a password into the keypad, the door began sliding open again.

"Hayden! Wait! Where are you going? I said that I’m sorry…I didn’t intend to go in there. Little Hayden just ran in there and I had to go after him. I was so scared…" I blurted out everything at once as I clung to his arm.

"Your meals will be delivered here," he stated flatly.

His hand softly lifted my arms and removed them from his arm. He stared down at me with his cold blue eyes passively.

"Hayden…please…" I pleaded as tears swam in my eyes.

I wasn’t sure what I was pleading him for. I didn’t know what I really wanted but I just couldn’t bear his cold attitude towards me. His cold eyes stared down at me without feelings as if I was no longer there. His gaze was empty, and I started feeling very empty inside. A sense of insecurity like I had never felt before welled up inside of me and I felt lost.

When he removed my hands from his arm, I realized that I didn’t want to lose him. If he leaves me now, will he ever come back? At that moment, I realized that I was willing to do anything for his forgiveness. If he was mad, I’ll let him punish me until he was satisfied. Anything was better than him ignoring me like this.

"Hayden…please don’t leave…" I pleaded desperately as tears started rolling down my cheeks freely.

I sobbed and my chest felt tight. My voice broke and the image of Hayden before me became blurry from my own tears. Hayden looked at me, but he didn’t say anything. Just like before, he looked bored and disinterested in what he was seeing.

While I was thinking of what I should say to him next, Hayden turned on his heel to leave. I have to stop him!

"Hayden!" I cried out loudly as I hugged him from behind.

I wrapped my arms around his waist as tightly as I could as I buried my face into his back. My sobs wrecked my body as I continued crying into his back. I felt his body moved as he seemed to sigh silently. He turned around and slowly peeled my arms from around his body.

"Hayden…" I called his name softly.

"Stay here. When everything is over, you can leave," he said emotionlessly.

I can leave? Just like that? What does that even mean?

"Hayden, please forgive me…you can punish me however you want…please…" I begged him.

I couldn’t believe that I was begging him to punish me like this; however, I didn’t want him to leave. I didn’t want him to ignore me like this…like everything between us is over and done.

"I can’t be bothered to discipline a girl that doesn’t obey my orders," Hayden said firmly.

He gave me a small push into the room before he turned and strode out of the room. The door began sliding close after his departure. I watched in disbelief at his back as he walked away from me without turning back. The door continued to slide close, and I could see less of him and the view outside.

"Hayden! Hayden!" I screamed his name loudly.

Although I knew that he could hear me, he never turned around.

…

How long have I been sitting here like this? The room was always bright unless I decided to turn off the light. There were no windows, and I couldn’t see anything outside because I was underground. There wasn’t a clock in the room, and I didn’t have my mobile phone with me. I had no idea what time it was.

It’s probably very late into the night right now…or perhaps dawn is approaching…or perhaps it’s already the morning of a different day.

I had no idea, and I wasn’t sure why I cared either. Hayden left me here and hasn’t returned since. I wondered where he was and what he was doing? Had he eaten his dinner already? Did he sleep well? Did he patch things up with his brother?

Did he think of me even if just a little?

--To be continued…