Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 286

I’m back although I wasn’t ever really gone from the mansion. Auntie looked from Hayden to me and then back to Hayden again. I was sure that she had a million questions that she wanted to ask us, but in the end, she just smiled and nodded.

“Welcome back, Malissa. I’m so happy to have you back,” Auntie said with a touching smile.

“Thank you, Auntie…” I replied vaguely before smiling at her.

Auntie knew better than to ask unnecessary questions. I could tell that she was genuinely happy that I was back and the same could be said about how I felt.

“Little Hayden is with one of the maids in the garden. You don’t have to worry about that little guy,” Auntie told me with a reassuring smile as if she could read my mind.

“Thank you for taking care of him,” I thanked her and made a mental note to myself to thank the other maids as well.

“Let’s go,” Hayden said impatiently as he pulled on my hand.

I turned to wave at Auntie before Hayden dragged me away from the old woman. Although I knew where my rooms were Hayden was insistent on dragging me by the hand until we arrived there. It hadn’t been that long since I was last here, so I was surprised by how much I missed the place. It felt like I have been away for years and couldn’t wait to move back in. Looking around the sitting room, I could see that nothing had changed at all since the last time that I was here, and I guessed that the same applied to the other rooms.

“My commissions…” I whispered when my eyes fell on the door leading to the art studio.

Being too over the moon happy about being let out of my solidary confinement, I had momentarily forgotten the implications of me being set free. I could now roam around the mansion like before and now that I was moving back to my rooms, I also had access to my art studio, art tools, paintings and that meant that I could resume working on my commissions. A loud gasp escaped my lips at the sudden realization. Why didn’t I think of this before?

“Finally, I can go back to work on my commissions. I need to get in touch with my clients right away…” I mumbled to myself as I headed straight for the art studio.

“Not so fast…” Hayden said from right behind me and I could feel his tight grip around my wrist.

“What do you mean? I can go back to work on my art commissions now, right?” I asked, confused as I turned around to face him.

“Don’t worry. The clients all know that you were sick and to expect some delays in their commission works,” Hayden explained calmly.