Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 56

“Oh…I almost forgot. There’s really no need for you to apologize…I wouldn’t forgive you for any of this anyways,” Hayden said as he smiled sweetly at me. His face was all smiles, but I felt a chill run up my spine as a huge knot formed in the pit of my stomach.

It was the first time in my life that someone smiled at me while telling me that they wouldn’t forgive me.

I watched as Hayden headed for the door.

“Hayden! Wait!” I called after him, screaming as loud as I could.

Hayden closed the bedroom door behind him as he left, and I heard a clicking sound as the door locked.

Did he just lock me up in here? He can’t be serious…

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The first thing I felt when I woke up was the aching pain in probably all muscles in my body. I must have fallen asleep some time after Hayden left last night but I didn’t remember when or what I was doing before I fell asleep. The exhaustion of the very long night must have taken over me.

So many things happened between the time Hayden took me out for a makeover and us coming back here after our tumble down the hill. Only a night had passed but it felt like a month to me, at least. I pretended to be Josh’s girlfriend as requested by Hayden. Josh tried to take advantage of me and then Hayden saved me.

He punished me and I ran away, and he saved me again. Too many things happened, and it was too much for me to take in. I moved my left arm and the clinking of metal rubbing against metal reminded me that I was still handcuffed to the bed.

Oh right, Hayden did this too…

Now what? My mind asked the same question that it had been asking more and more often since I came in contact with this mafia gang and Hayden. Now…what?

I took in a deep breath and shouted at the top of my lungs.

“Hayden! Hayden!”

I wasn’t calling for him because I particularly wanted to see him, but I knew him well enough now to know that he’s probably the only one with the keys to my handcuffs.

Where is he? Don’t tell me he went out and left me here like this?

How am I going to survive being chained to the bed like this?

This is pissing me off more and more. Why is Hayden?

I kept calling his name because there was nothing else that I could do. The handcuff that tied me to the bed did not allow me to move around much. I couldn’t reach anything at all, and I had no idea where any of my stuff, including my phone, was anymore.

“Hayden!!!” I screamed.

I heeded well to Hayden’s advice, struggling won’t help me and it’ll only hurt. That was so true. The handcuff hurts if I pull on my arm too much. The steel would rub against the skin of my wrist. I focused on screaming his name without moving my body.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the door unlocking and then it opened. Hayden walked in, shirtless and in only his jeans. Since I was using his bed, I wondered where he slept. When that thought entered my head, I banished it out immediately. I didn’t need to know.

“Good morning, Malissa,” Hayden said sounding ultra-polite.

I would have appreciated his politeness if I wasn’t handcuffed to the bed like some slave.