Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 70

When we arrived back at the penthouse, I couldn’t wait to get away from Hayden. Seeing him in such a pleasant mood and acting a little too nice to me, just triggered warning alarms in my head. I felt restless and anxious around him. I just wanted to hide away in my room and work on my art to heal my tired mind.

“…Thank you for today,” I said curtly in a stiff voice before turning on my heels.

I walked as fast as I could towards my room to get away from him. If I could, I would have run away from him. What happened today was too much and I found it so…confusing.

Once in my room I put the art supplies that we have bought together earlier away on the shelf. To be honest, even though I didn’t end up buying a lot of things it was still too much compared to what I really needed. Although I had tried to be selective on what I chose, I still ending up buying more than I needed. Thanks to the sale skills of the store manager, I guess. It would be another long while before I needed to go shopping for supplies. I waited until I heard the now-familiar sound of the door to Hayden’s room opening and closing before I sighed with relief.

Why is Hayden acting so nice to me all of a sudden? What is that evil mafia scheming?

After a while, I figured that Hayden had settled into his bedroom. The monster is now back in his room which meant that I can now go outside of my room for a bit. Maybe I should go to the kitchen to grab some snacks or fruits would be nice too.

I reached opened my bedroom door and almost tripped over. Thankfully, I was able to halt my body in time.

What the hell is this?

Piled so high in front of my door were gift wrapped boxes that seemed very familiar. I’ve seen these boxes before earlier in the day at the arts supplies store. Isn’t this what Hayden had ordered the shop manager to pack for him? I thought he had gone to pick these things up, so why are they piled up right in front of my bedroom door?

Was this some…mistake? It must be.

Making myself as small as possible, I somehow managed to slide myself between the walls and the pile of boxes and made my way out of my room. If this is a mistake, then I should tell Hayden about it. I definitely need help to move all this stuff from my room. There was just so much of it that I was sure that I couldn’t accomplish the task of moving them all on my own.

So much for trying to avoid him. I raised my hand as I stood in front of his bedroom door and knocked firmly a few times. I waited but there was no response. Is Hayden…sleeping?

“Hayden!” I called his name.

Silence.

I knocked on the door a few more times and called his name.

Finally, the door in front of me opened. I took in a huge breath and held it.

Hayden stood in front of me with absolutely no clothes on.

I let out a little scream and covered my eyes in my hands. Why is he naked? Why did he come out of his room naked?!

“Why are you stark naked? Put on some clothes…” I exclaimed.

“I was about to take a shower, but I heard you calling my name and knocking on my door…so…” Hayden replied like it was no big deal.