I had my eyes on Hayden’s broad back as he continued dragging me behind him. Struggling to keep up with him had become my life’s story as of late. I wanted to tell him to slow down and that my legs were nowhere as long as his, but I knew that he wouldn’t pay me any mind right now.
When we arrived out in front of the boss’s mansion, there was a large black limousine parked there waiting for us. It made me realize that Hayden probably didn’t take his car back here with that man called Luka which meant that his car wasn’t here right now. I was sort of relief because I didn’t want Hayden to drive right now.
“Master Hayden,” a man standing next to the car greeted Hayden before bowing to him respectfully.
I guess that’s our driver for today. With a slight nod of acknowledgement to the driver, Hayden squeezed my hand and started leading me towards the car. The driver opened the door for us and we got into the passenger zone. The leather sofa of the limousine was supposed to be comfortable; however, I found it unnerving to be sitting there in such an enclosed space with Hayden right now.
I felt the moving vehicle under me as we headed back towards the penthouse. As expected, the atmosphere inside the passenger zone was stiff and dead silent. I glanced over at Hayden and was greeted with a ghost of a mask, his entire face afnd eyes were void of any emotions. It gave me the feeling that this was just the calm before a very devastating storm.
I can’t avoid talking to him forever…and to be honest, I didn’t want to. Right now, I wanted to talk to him more than anything.
“Hayden…does your head hurt?” I asked in a small voice as I tried my best to smile at him.
Three. Two. One…I counted in my mind as I waited for his response or any type of reaction.
Dead silence.
Kill me now…
I closed my eyes, feeling how tired I really was for the first time. This has been a very long night. I breathed out slowly and forced my eyes open. Now is now the time to give up!
“Hayden…are you tired?” I asked in the sweetest voice that I could muster.
I knew he was angry at me, and it was obvious why that was. Still…
The silence stretched on and the smile I had plastered so perfectly on my lips started to die a sad death. Just when I had begun to truly give up on this seemingly-impossible feat, Hayden spoke…finally…
“Malissa. Don’t say anything and stay away from me…” Hayden said, warning me.
“…what?” I replied, confused at his words.
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