Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18

Forced to Confess

Even if I wanted to marry him, how would he react and what would happen if I told him?

I had 7 days left now before the boss came back again for his answer and time was ticking by without

pause. That reminded me that I also never got around to telling Hayden about this father’s abrupt visit

to his bedroom to see me earlier in the day. If Hayden found out the boss’s visit this morning, he didn’t

mention it to me. I wondered if he already knew and if he did, what did he think about it?

I can’t read his expressionless face at all. What he was feeling or thinking, I had absolutely no idea.

“Do you want to marry me?” Hayden asked again, rephrasing his questions as if helping me to better

understand him.

That wasn’t the reason why I didn’t reply to his question. I understood him perfectly, I just didn’t know

how to reply. I had no idea what to say and my throat and lips suddenly felt as dry as the desert. I could

feel Hayden’s intense gaze staring at me and that only made me panic even more.

“Do you…want to marry me?” I asked him the same question that he had asked me.

However, unlike Hayden’s cold tone and emotionless tone, my voice shook terribly as I said those

words. I realized that I wasn’t hesitant about it but I was extremely scared to hear his answer.

“Does it matter?” Hayden replied without even pausing to think.

“Excuse me?” I asked in shock.

What does that even mean? Of course…it matters…

“I’m asking if my answer will influence yours,” he explained casually.

Well, I wasn’t sure about that…

“It shouldn’t. You shouldn’t let my answer influence yours. Whether or not I want to marry you has

nothing to do with what you want,” Hayden stated casually.

We might as well have been discussing the weather for all that’s worth. Hayden was either cold,

emotionless or casual like this topic didn’t hold much importance to him.

“That may be true but…” I began but didn’t know where to land with my words.

It wasn’t exactly true, right? I finished my sentence off in my mind.

“Is there something that you’ve been keeping from me?” Hayden asked.

The way his blue eyes narrowed slightly at me told me that he knew something and that shocked me.

“I…I’m not sure what you mean…” I replied without thinking.

What could Hayden possibly be referring to? I wasn’t keeping anything a secret from him…

Wait, could it be?

He knows?

“Let me ask you that again. Have you been keeping something from me?” Hayden asked as if he was

offering me a second chance at this.

“I…” I began but then came to a pause as I hesitated.

“Tell me now…” Hayden demanded.

I knew that I should tell Hayden all about it and that there wasn’t a good reason to keep this from him.

However, I panicked so much that my tongues were tied. On top of that, I wasn’t sure how to deliver the

news to him. I felt extremely conflicted, and I couldn’t get any words out of my mouth.

“Tell me now, Malissa!” Hayden yelled as his hands grabbed my shoulders and began shaking me.

I let out a cry and it wasn’t from the pain. He wasn’t hurting me, but I was stunned at his sudden display

of emotions. Hayden seemed very disturbed and frustrated as he tried to get answers from me.

“The boss…your father…he came to see me early this morning…” I began before I came to a pause as

I tried to find the words.

“And then?” Hayden pressed impatiently.

Now this was the hard part…

“Well, he…umm…asked when we would be getting married…” I said hesitantly in a small voice.

“What did you tell him?” Hayden asked and I had a feeling that he would probably get me to recite the

whole conversation to him exactly like how it went down this morning.

“I told him that I didn’t know…and then he got mad…” I replied as I tried to keep my voice from

cracking.

Hayden listened intently to me with an unreadable expression in his eyes. Seeing that he was eager to

hear more, I continued on with the story all the way until the end. Hayden really could read me like a

book. Every time that I tried to evade the more embarrassing parts of the story such as when the boss

threw my contraceptive pills down on the bed in front of me, Hayden could detect with high accuracy

that I was trying to skip the part.

In the end, I ended up telling Hayden everything. The storytelling session left me feeling tired and

uncertain about how I should be feeling about all this. Hayden was a devoted listener although he was

impatient most of the time. Throughout my story, Hayden looked thoughtful, and I wished that I could

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“That old man…” Hayden muttered underneath his breath after my story came to a close.

“Hayden…?” I called his name questioningly when I sense his mood darkening.

“The boss is tricking you. He’s the most calculating of us all,” Hayden said in summary.

“Right…” I murmured although I wasn’t entirely sure what he was getting at.

“And Harvey? He didn’t tell you anything when you spoke to him earlier?” Hayden asked.

“Huh? Not…particularly…” I replied. He did give me some advice, but he didn’t really disclose any

information that seemed to be outstandingly important.

Hayden sighed as he closed his eyes and suddenly, he looked very tired. Hayden leaned back on the

sofa and tipped his face up towards the ceiling.

“Listen well, Malissa. Why do you think Harvey was chosen as the boss’s heir?” Hayden asked with his

eyes still closed.

“Umm…” I made a thoughtful sound.

“Because he was simply born first. He’s my father’s first child,” Hayden replied to his own question

calmly.

“I see. So, he wasn’t really chosen…?” I asked in a small voice.

--To be continued…