Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 264

“How many times have you met the dog since then?” Hayden inquired.

“Countless times. I feed Little Hayden here loads of snack and he fell in love with me…” Harvey said, a little too proudly.

“More like he fell in love with the snacks. So, how did the dog get in this room?” Hayden continued asking.

“I always keep the door open for him in case he turns up. He usually does so…” Harvey replied casually.

“You left the door open. I knew it,” Hayden said as his eyes narrowed at his brother in disapproval.

“If I didn’t leave it open then how could Little Hayden come in. Because of your warning no one in their right mind would even enter the hallway to my wing anyways,” Harvey said with a slight complaint.

“Some girls aren’t in their right mind…” Hayden muttered as if talking to himself.

“Haha! Evidently so…” Harvey said after laughing loudly.

“You realize that this is your fault, right? You knowingly built a relationship with that dog. Then he ran in here and Malissa had to follow. On top of that, you left the door to the room opened…” Hayden pointed out.

“Hmm…I guess…” Harvey said without much of a care.

“You wanted to see her, didn’t you?” Hayden said knowingly.

“Maybe…” Harvey replied as he cocked his head to the side.

…

**Three days later**

It’s been three days since I’ve been locked up in here and I haven’t seen Hayden since. I knew that he was beyond mad at me but a part of me sort of expected him to pay me a visit some time soon. Now it has been three days and he hasn’t turned up at all. I felt quite fine when he didn’t turn up to see me on the first day. He was probably still mad so I had expected that he wouldn’t come down here to see me. However, as the second day past by without Hayden paying a visit, I started to feel very anxious and slightly depressed about it.

By the end of the third day, I was fully depressed and losing my appetite to follow his instruction for me to ‘eat’ the food and everything else that was periodically delivered to the room. On top of it all, I was bored and overly worried about the lack of progress on my commission work. Since I was stuck here and had no access to my art studio or any of my canvases and tools, I have not made any progress on my commission work. Neither did I have internet access to get in contact with my clients to tell them about the potential delay in the work.