Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 180

Hayden continued to watch me closely from across the table. I could feel his bright blue gaze burning into me. With a resigned sigh, I started scooping random mix of food from the dishes onto my plate. I wasn’t even interested about what had been served. All I wanted to do was shove enough food into my mouth and down my throat so that Hayden would be satisfied. After that, I’m going to squeeze some answers out of him and get my ass out of here!

I munched on the food without tasting it as my renewed determination started taking over. After eating more than decently enough, I picked up the glass of water and gulped down its entire content. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand like a barbarian before placing the glass back down on the table with a loud thud.

“I’m done eating. Can we talk now?” I announced as I stared back into his cold blue eyes.

“What do you want to talk about, Malissa?” Hayden asked emotionlessly.

As if he doesn’t already know what I wanted to talk about. Where should I even start?

“You called the school and told them that I was sick? You had my classes cancelled for the day…” I said, astounded by the ridiculousness of his actions.

“So, what if I did?” Hayden replied without a care.

“That’s crazy. You shouldn’t have done that. I need to work. My students were waiting for me,” I complained.

“That doesn’t matter anymore,” he muttered passively.

“Of course, it matters. It may not matter to you, but it matters to me!” I cried out loudly.

“Why does it matter?” Hayden asked coldly.

“Huh? Of course, it matters. I have a life and a future that I’m working hard to build. Why can’t you understand that?” I snapped.

How can he not understand something so simple?!

“You chose a life associated with the mafia. How long did you think you could go on teaching those young kids?” Hayden asked as his eyes narrowed at me.

“What? That has nothing to do…” I mumbled.

Honestly, I have never thought about it that way at all. I just thought that choosing to be associated with the mafia meant that I could be together with Hayden. No one ever mentioned giving up my job or my interaction with other people…right?

“It has everything to do with it. Would the parents of those cute and adorable young children want you around their children if they knew about your association to the mafia? What do you think?” Hayden asked as his eyes begged me for an answer.

“That’s…anyways, you cannot keep me locked up here!” I yelled across the table.

“Why not?” Hayden asked as if he really didn’t get it.

“Isn’t it supposed to be obvious? You can’t just lock people in and hold them against their will…” I shot back as my anger started to take over.

Why is he acting like I’m the one that doesn’t understand anything here? I was sure that my logic was right. It was common sense. Everyone has been taught this. It is the law for crying out loud so why do I have to keep repeating myself like this? How many times do I have to say it for him to get it?

“Is that the rule that you live by?” Hayden asked before laughing softly.

“It’s not just a rule. It is the law, and everyone lives by it,” I stated firmly.