Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 206

“Hayden?” I called out questioningly.

The door opened but no one walked in. Who opened the door just now?

Usually no one would open my door without knocking except for Hayden. I stared curiously at the door as if waiting for something to happen. There was a brief moment of silence while nothing happened, and I debated with myself if I should get up and check. Hopefully, no one was playing a silly prank on me.

I called out Hayden’ name once more, and once again, I didn’t receive any type of reply. By this time, my curiosity had completely taken over and I decided to stand up from my seat and approach the open door. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what to expect so I was extra shocked when suddenly something ran in through the doorway. It all happened so fast that I wasn’t sure what had just run inside at first until I looked down and found a small fluffy puppy standing right at my feet.

How did this little guy get here?

The adorable little thing stood at my feet and stared up at me with round puppy eyes. This was probably why people called this look ‘puppy eyes’. The puppy continued staring up at me before it got closer and began licking my ankle. It’s warm and wet tongue lapping at my ankle and feet, making me feel slightly ticklish. This little guy is so cute, I thought as I bent down to get a closer look at him.

I wasn’t a dog fanatic or anything but if I wasn’t wrong, judging from this little guy’s appearance. Puffy roundish body, short legs, light brown and white fur and very long upstanding ears.

“You’re a corgi, aren’t you?” I asked with a bright smile.

The puppy barked softly a few times as if to answer my question and I reached out my hand and started petting its head. Its fur is so soft, and I felt immediately happier just stroking it. The puppy wagged its short tail frantically as it danced around in front of me. The little guy seemed so excited, and I found myself laughing carefreely. I’ve seen photos of puppies like this on social media quite a lot based on the trends, but I didn’t have a lot of experience interacting with real puppies like this.

Wait…that’s not the issue right now. Why is there a puppy here? Whose puppy is it anyways?

“How did you get here? Where’s your owner?” I asked the puppy before I started to feel quite dumb.

Why am I asking the puppy? He probably had no idea what was going on and even if he did, he couldn’t speak and tell me all about it.

“You’re its new owner,”

I turned at the unexpected reply to my question. My eyes widened when I saw Hayden leaning against the doorframe with his eyes on me. When did he get there and how long has he been watching me?

“Umm…what do you mean by that?” I asked to confirm if I understood things correctly.