Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 111

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 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?