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Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 193

Slowly, I reached out my hand and ran my fingers gently through his blond hair while Hayden continued to rest with his eyes closed. The way the corners of his lips curled upwards a little made me feel that he liked it when I did this.

“Would you be happier if you could paint more?” Hayden spoke up softly with his eyes still closed.

“I guess. Probably,” I replied thoughtfully.

“Do you have like a website or something where people can view your portfolio online?” Hayden asked.

“Honestly, I haven’t gotten around to setting anything like that up. I know that I should though…” I said as I pursed my lips together in thought.

Unknowingly, my hand had stopped stroking his hair and Hayden stirred before opening his eyes.

“You should make a website so everyone can see your work…” Hayden said resolutely.

“I guess you’re right. I’ll work on it soon…” I replied.

“Not good enough. You have all the time in the world now. Start today,” Hayden replied strictly.

The way he said it made me feel like I would receive some sort of punishment if I didn’t start working on the website today. It wasn’t like it was difficult or anything, but I had been putting it off using this and that as excuses.

“Ok. I’ll start working on it today,” I said after a sigh of defeat.

“How many days do you think you’ll need to get it done?” Hayden asked.

“Like a week? I don’t know. I’m not a pro or anything…” I mumbled.

“Make that three days. I’ll check on your progress every day,” Hayden stated.

“Are you my professor now?” I asked with narrowed eyes.

“Nope…I’m your master,” Hayden said.

His hands pushed my shoulders flat onto the bed before he quickly got on top of me. I looked up at the now-familiar sight of Hayden straddling me. The sudden movement just now must have inflicted some pain on his body because Hayden winched slightly.

“It hurts, doesn’t it?” I asked with a smirk.

Suddenly, loud knocking sounds echoed throughout the room. Before we could react, the knocking ceased, and the front door opened with a slam. My eyes widened in shock because that meant that someone had entered the living room. While my mind thought about who it could be, Hayden rolled his eyes and swore fluidly before climbing off me.

“Get dressed. Cover yourself,” Hayden commanded with his back turned to me.

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