Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion

Chapter 242: A Bad Day

I sighed in relief. Maybe I should just shut the doors next time. I always left the doors ajar so that Little Hayden could return whenever he wanted. Now I wasn’t sure what was the better option.

Perhaps after I get over my little panic from just now, I could still leave the door open.

This place is safe. This place is safe. This place is safe.

I repeated those words to myself in a small whisper as I made my way back into the studio. Once I immersed myself into my artist mode, I didn’t find it hard to refocus back on the painting that was right in front of me.

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**Around a week later**

Despite the deal that we made that day in the bath, Hayden didn’t seem very open to discuss more about the situation outside. From the fact that I was still stuck inside the mansion, I could surmise that things had not improved. After fretting over it for a few days, I was determined to ask Hayden about it today when he came back home.

"I’m so nervous, Little Hayden…" I confessed to the dog as I lifted him up onto my lap.

He must have gained weight again. I could feel it when I lifted him, and he looked bigger and rounder. He must have been snacking behind my back. I bet the maids and Auntie spoiled him like crazy when he was with them. Little Hayden looked up at me with innocent and clueless eyes. I stroked his head adoringly and the feel of his soft fur calmed me down and gave me strength.

I had decided that I would keep on asking Hayden about what was going on until he replied. Although my career as an artist has somewhat started and I was starting to make money, I knew that I could do more if I could just step foot outside. Plus, I was getting lonely and bored beyond the point where the comfort of Little Hayden could heal. I wanted to see other people.

I wanted to see my friends and other people that I knew.

I sighed loudly and almost at that exact moment, Hayden walked into the living room. He’s back earlier than usual today.

"Welcome back. You’re back quite early today," I greeted him with a smile.

Hopefully, he’s in a good mood.

"Yeah. I skipped out on a few meetings just because I felt like it," Hayden replied absentmindedly.

He seemed quite distracted, and I wondered if something had gone wrong today. Hayden sat down on the sofa, and I approached him before sitting down next to him. Hayden didn’t look at me and he didn’t say anything. I wanted to ask him my questions but seeing him like this made me wonder if it was the right time for that or not. Hayden seemed tired and distracted, so perhaps it wasn’t the best time.

He could lose his temper again if I asked. What should I do?

Little Hayden rolled around on the carpet in front of us without a care. I wished that my life was as easy and simple like Little Hayden’s. I would like to roll around on the floor without a care in the world too.

"I’m not hungry. You can go ahead and eat," Hayden said after a while of silence.

"Oh…have you eaten already?" I asked.

"No…" Hayden murmured.

Hayden didn’t meet my eyes as he just sat there on the sofa at my side. Silence settled in between us again and I wondered what went down at work for him today. I knew that Hayden didn’t like his job, whatever his job was exactly, but he usually wouldn’t return from work looking this depressed or drained.

"Umm…I don’t mean to be nosy but…is everything alright?" I asked after summoning my courage.

"Why wouldn’t it be?" Hayden replied as his blue eyes narrowed dangerously at me.

Ok…did I bruise and hurt his male ego just now?

"I didn’t mean it like that…I’m just worried…for you…" I replied softly.

I held my breath and wished that Hayden would just let it slide. He clearly didn’t want to talk to me about it. However, his response just now confirmed for me that something had gone south for sure. What that was, I didn’t know…

"I’m going to take a shower. Come to my room when you’re ready," Hayden said before getting up from the sofa.

"Umm…ok…" I mumbled softly in reply.

My eyes followed his back as he walked out of my living room back into the hallway. The door closed firmly behind him, and he was gone. I sighed with a mix of relief and worry. It was a strange feeling to be relieved yet very worried at the same time.

I didn’t have to use much imagination to understand what he wanted me to be ready for. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve spent a night with Hayden in his bedroom where we didn’t do it. It seemed that no matter how bad his day was, Hayden was still in the mood for some wild sex tonight.

After getting up, I headed for the dining table where I would be having dinner all alone this evening. Little Hayden ran up to me as if he wanted to cheer me up.

"Do you want to cheer me up, little boy? Come sit here and have dinner with me," I said as I bent down to pick him up.

Carefully, I placed him on top of the chair next to me so that he could get a view of what was on top of the dining table as well. Little Hayden was generally well-behaved, and it was his company at dinner that night that gave me renewed courage to deal with Hayden. So, what if he doesn’t tell me anything today? There’s always tomorrow…and then the day after that…and the day after that…

One day, he’ll tell me. I just need to trust him and wait patiently, right?

Despite what I told myself, the food tasted tasteless on my tongue. Perhaps, just like Hayden, I wasn’t feeling hungry for dinner tonight. I bent over to the side and wrapped my arms around Little Hayden and hugged him tightly. The soft sound of his panting filled my ear as his soft fur brushed against the side of my cheek.

--To be continued…