Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 254

The interior decoration of this room and probably the whole wing was very different from that of Hayden’s wing. Instead of the modern luxury style in tones of grey, this room had dark navy walls and the golden patterns did not make it look modern at all.

After taking in another deep breath, I pushed the door opened wider and stuck my head in and started turning to look around at the rest of the room. The lights were on throughout the large room. I wasn’t sure what a room this large was used for, but the room could easily be used to host a small private party. So far, I couldn’t see Little Hayden. Was he even in this room?

Sensing that it seemed safe enough, I slipped into the room.

“Little Hayden…” I whispered.

If the dog was somewhere in the room, he didn’t come running back to me. Now that I was in the room, I realized that the room was even bigger than I thought it was from the limited view that I had just now. The room was large and very long. However, that wasn’t the most surprising thing. The most surprising thing wasn’t the room but what was in it.

“Amelia…” I whispered so softly that I barely heard myself.

I gasped as my eyes travelled along the long walls of the room. Amelia…she was everywhere in the room. Countless portraits of her hung from the walls. There were both paintings and photographs of her captured in frames of various sizes from small frames the size of a small notebook to canvases so large that she appeared life-sized.

Whoever was the owner of this room was clearly a mega big fan of Amelia and her beauty. I knew that Harvey and Amelia were a couple, but I didn’t expect any man to have this many portraits of his girlfriend up on walls. Amelia was shown in various poses and in many different styles of clothing from swimwear to casual clothes to ballgowns and fantasy costumes which I found especially unique.

There was a portrait of her painted as a mermaid with a fish tail lower body and her long blond hair flowing down to cover her breasts and a part of her naked upper body. Very creative and enchantingly beautiful, I had to say. The painter who painted it was clearly very skilled as well and that commission must have costed a small fortune. There were also photos and paintings of her nude. I couldn’t begin to imagine how Amelia felt having all these portraits of her hung up.

Maybe she didn’t even know about it.