Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 23

“Why did you have to involve Malissa? She’s as clueless as a child…” Hayden said with a sigh.

“This is the way she’s chosen to pay off her parent’s debt. It’s that simple,” the boss replied coldly.

“You mean this was the path you forced on her…” Hayden spat.

“Would you rather, I auction off her body parts in the underground market instead? Or put her on auction so that some old geezer could purchase her as his personal sex slave? Would that even cover the debt, I wonder…probably not” the boss said with an amused smile on his face.

“You’re a sick bastard…” Hayden hissed; his eyes wild with anger.

“I don’t care how you see me, Hayden. I have my responsibilities and you have yours! Marry her, sleep with her, impregnate her and give me an heir already!” the boss shouted once again.

“What the fuck are you saying? Do you even hear yourself right now?” Hayden said in disbelief at what he was hearing.

“What’s the problem? If you don’t like the order of my proposal, you can sleep with her before you marry her. Like hell if I care. Although, I don’t think you can impregnate her without having sex with her…haha. You gotta do it the natural way, my boy…” the boss said with a smug smile.

“You’re the one who doesn’t get it. I can screw her until she breaks, and I’ll still feel no love for her. I can fuck her until she goes crazy but that doesn’t mean that you’ll end up getting your heir. I will say it again, I don’t want to take over this business and I’m not going to breed anyone else to take it over after me,” Hayden said loud and clear.

“Stop being so selfish, Hayden. I wouldn’t have you either if I had other options. Unfortunately, for both you and me, there is no other option,” his father stated, his tone dark.

“You can’t use that girl to tie me down to the business…” Hayden said calmly.

“We’ll see about that…” his father replied with a shrug.

The two men stared at each other intensely without backing down. Until a soft knock on the door broke the tension in the room. The boss sighed loudly as he turned away from his son. Before the door could open, Hayden pulled it open with a loud slam before storming out of his father’s office.

“Come in. Why the hell are you just standing there?!” the boss screamed at the man who had just knocked on the door.

It was apparent to the man that whatever the boss was discussing with his son did not go well and now he was about to bear the brunt of the boss’s anger.

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I woke up the next day with a slight headache and an obvious ache in between my legs. Every time I moved, the ache in between my legs reminded me of Hayden and how he caressed and pleasured my body.

27 days left. Hang in there, Malissa!