Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion

Chapter 323: Facing His Wrath

If what Harvey said was true and no one can force Hayden into anything, then I have to find a way to convince him but where do I even start? What would make Hayden want to marry me?

"Harvey, let’s head back," I suggested.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes, I need to talk with Hayden…" I replied without hesitation.

Harvey lips curled into a knowing smile. He probably noticed that I’ve made up my mind before I noticed it myself. Without any delays, Harvey got up from his seat and approached where I was standing. I watched as he walked past me before he bent down and placed a soft kiss on Amelia’s forehead. I looked away immediately before I would start crying.

The pain I felt deep in my chest at the sorrowful and unfortunate sight felt very similar to heartbreak.

…

"Do you think he’s in there?" I asked in a shaky whisper as I stood in front of the door to Harvey’s living room.

Harvey stood by my side, and I found his presence surprisingly comforting. Although I wouldn’t go as far as to hope that Harvey could save me from the angry monster that was most likely waiting for me inside the room. The moment that I dreaded had arrived and I didn’t have enough time on the ride back to prepare for my untimely death.

"Of course. He’s waiting to eat you up," Harvey replied without any compassion.

"Maybe I should just escape to my room…" I mumbled softly as I began shrinking backwards.

"Face him. Ask him to marry you," Harvey said as he placed a large hand behind my back and began shoving me forward towards the door.

"No…that’s…" I immediately refused.

Harvey’s ideas were ruthless, reckless, and plainly insane.

"Come on, Malissa dear…" Harvey said teasingly while I dug my heels into the ground to keep myself from flying right through the door.

After a moment of struggling, the door right in front of us opened. My body immediately froze, and I didn’t dare look up to see who was standing there. As if I didn’t already have a very good idea of who it was.

"How long are you two planning to play with each other in front of the door?" Hayden asked in a freezing cold voice that chilled me to the bone.

He’s so angry. I can feel his anger in every living cell of my body.

"We were not playing…" Harvey replied with a little laugh.

No, that just made it sound like we were really playing!

Hayden took a step back as he held the door open for us with his large hand. I knew that he wanted us to walk inside the room, but my feet refused to move no matter what. Even my body knew that entering the room was dangerous and so it refused to obey the command of my mind.

"In you go…" Harvey said teasingly as he basically pushed me into the room.

I almost landed on my face, but Harvey must have anticipated that because he grabbed my arm before my body got the chance to tumble over. Harvey’s room had never looked this forlorn and haunting before. My fear was quickly taking over and everything in the room seemed like it came straight out of a haunted house, the paintings of Amelia on the walls included.

"Let’s take a seat, shall we? Some tea?" Harvey asked in a mocking high pitch voice as he pulled me towards the sofa before pushing me down onto it.

I had to thank Harvey for doing everything for me. He must have noticed that I was scared stiff, and I couldn’t move or think straight. Suggesting that we have tea was a little bit too much, though. For all that I knew, that tea might just turn into the last meal of my life.

The sound of the sofa opposite from mine creaking slightly told me that Hayden had taken that seat. I heard rather than saw his movements, but I could tell that he had his eyes on me without looking up. I bit my lower lip subconsciously as my hands started to sweat from my own nervousness.

"Why did you take her outside?" Hayden asked and thankfully his question wasn’t directed at me.

"I thought Malissa could benefit from visiting Amelia along with me," Harvey replied like he didn’t do anything wrong.

"Did you benefit from visiting the sleeping beauty?" Hayden asked and this time his question was addressed at me.

Unable to get my lips to stop shaking, I nodded my head in response instead of speaking. I continued to avoid his intense gaze as I refused to look at him.

"You should look at the person that’s speaking to you. Didn’t I tell you this before?" Hayden said, his tone void of any emotions.

He’s so mad. Those were the only words that ran through my head on repeat.

Slowly, I forced myself to lift my head up and look his way. My eyes were immediately met with cold and unreadable blue eyes. Hell has frozen over…

Suddenly, I felt so cold that I started to literally shiver. I couldn’t imagine how he would punish me when we were alone.

"Don’t blame her so much. Let’s just say that I forced her to go," Harvey said without a care.

"Did you use force?" Hayden demanded for an answer.

"No…" Harvey was forced to reply.

It was true, he didn’t use force or raise a hand against me at all.

"Did she struggle?" Hayden continued asking his brother.

"Not physically…" Harvey replied.

"Why didn’t you struggle?" Hayden asked and this time his question was addressed to me.

I opened my mouth, but no sound or words came out. It was like I had completely lost my voice and ability to speak.

"Enough, Hayden…" Harvey chided calmly.

"If he didn’t beat you up until you lost consciousness or tied you up and drugged you, you never should have gone with him…" Hayden growled through clenched teeth at me.

--To be continued…