Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18

Silent Flight

I thought running into Ethan on that raining day had all been a big coincidence. Romantically speaking,

I thought that it was fate that brought us together on that rainy day. However, what if it wasn’t

coincidence or fate at all. If Ethan had been looking for me, then perhaps he was just there waiting for Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

me on my first day at university. Is that what really happened?

Then there’s the issue of Amelia. I don’t even want to start thinking about that. I sighed loudly once

again and rubbed my temples. My head felt like it was about to burst into flames. It was clear that

Ethan knew Amelia as well and he wanted Hayden to tell me about Amelia. Why? I already knew that

Hayden is in love with her. What more is there to know? It’s been rubbed in my face more than enough

times before.

I wasn’t sure how long I wallowed in my own thoughts like this but the sound of a man’s voice telling

Hayden that the helicopter had arrived snapped me out of my thoughts. It seems like we really are

heading back right now. Surprisingly, I felt quite relieved to get off this ship even if that meant being

taken far away from Ethan once again.

The sofa shifted when Hayden stood up. He gestured for me to follow him, and I did exactly that. Luka

briefly discussed the logistic details with Hayden and from catching some parts of their conversation, I

figured out that it would only be Hayden and I along with some men, who will act as our escorts, that

will be returning. Luka and most of the other men will stay until the end of the gala.

“…the negotiations with Silva…” Luka said solemnly reminding both Hayden and me that no such

negotiations took place with Ethan, the head of Silva.

“There will be no such negotiations…” Hayden replied, his face and tone dark.

Luka could probably sense Hayden’s dark and very intimidating mood as well because he didn’t ask for

any more details. I wondered what is going to happen between the two gangs now that Hayden had

failed to negotiate with Silva. More accurately, he never got a chance to get to making any negotiations

and now it was clear that any intentions he had for a peaceful negotiation had all but vanished into thin

air.

A chill ran down my spine when I thought of the various alternatives that the senior men of the Torex

gang shouted out during the meeting. Every solution had one thing in common: Violence.

I was so wrapped up in my worries that I was just following Hayden blindly. The next thing I knew we

were outside, and the night wind was howling like mad around us. I looked up at the night sky and I

could see the stars and a very big moon; however, none of it looked anywhere near beautiful. We were

up on the helicopter pad of the ship and our ride was more than ready to go.

With a helping hand from Hayden, I got into the helicopter. The loud sound of the helicopter strangely

helped to calm me down. The ride back to shore was silent while everyone seemed to keep to their

own thoughts without words. I certainly did the same.

Looking out from the helicopter’s window, I could see the ship getting smaller as we rose up into the

sky. The gala turned out to be quite a failure for us, I guessed. It brought more troubles and we had

nothing to gain from it at all. I closed my eyes and sighed loudly while I wondered if the old man Torex

knew that something along these lines would happen. Did he know? Is this why he put me on the ship

with Hayden?

…

I don’t know why I found it surprising since I should get used to these things by now. Nothing should

surprise me anymore but the fact that there’s a helipad on top of our penthouse building sort of did

surprise me. Not that I wanted to complain. It was very convenient to land on top of our building’s

rooftop and take the elevator down to our penthouse. Talk about the ‘small’ luxuries in life…

Hayden had not spoken a word to me, and I was getting a sense of déjà vu. Not too long ago

something like this happened before and I remembered well where I ended up because of it. He’s

angry and I couldn’t even begin to count the reasons why that was so. It’s not my fault but for some

reason, I felt like it sort of was. I kept my mouth shut all the way as I walked behind him back to the

penthouse.

Who knows my life might be ending in less than two minutes…?

I’m not seeing key moments of my life flash before my eyes though. I guessed what they say about

seeing your life flash before your eyes before you’re about to die might not be true after all because I

was quite sure that I was about to die…

I watched Hayden’s broad back and his light blond hair as he walked in front of me. The men had

already left us; conveniently leaving the two of us alone together.

Hayden opened the door to the penthouse and stood to the side to let me in first. If it wasn’t Hayden

who held the door open for me, I would have been compelled to believe that this was a simple act of

courtesy; however, this was Hayden that we’re talking about. Basically, the prey walks in first so that he

could close and lock the door to trap me in with him. Lamb to the slaughter. Unfortunately, I was the

lamb.

After taking three steps into the penthouse, I heard the door locking behind me and felt Hayden’s

presence close behind me. He’s so close, I can literally feel him breathing down the side of my neck. I

closed my eyes and fully expected to see some highlight from my childhood play behind my closed

eyelids. That didn’t happen though.

Hayden placed his large hand on my shoulder softly and I flinched. The heat of his hand seeped in

through the thin fabric of my dress and directly into my skin.

“Do you want to talk first or do you want me to fuck you first?” Hayden whispered close to my ear.

--To be continued…