Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 77

“I’m free so I’ll go with you,” Hayden said as if he’s doing me a big favor.

“No. I mean, you don’t have to accompany me or anything like that…” I said, trying to get Hayden to back off peacefully.

“Why not? I’m free, so I might as well go with you,” Hayden said innocently.

Which part of ‘I don’t want my friends meeting my mafia creditor’ does he not quite understand?

“Umm…that’s completely ok. I’ll get the men in black to drive me as usual. I mean, they’re supposed to go everywhere I go so…” I said as I smiled a little at him.

I can’t believe I’m actually appreciating having the men in black around me right now.

“Don’t you think you should introduce me to your friends?” Hayden said casually.

Big fat ‘NO’.

I could hear alarm bells going off in my head, but I couldn’t think of a way to get Hayden to back off. Should I just be honest and let him know how I feel about this? Would he understand?

Even if he understood me, would he care enough to do what I want him to?

“Umm…to be honest, I think it’s a bad idea for you to meet my friends or anyone that is a part of my normal life for that matter. You know…it’s going to be hard to explain who you are and my current situation if they ask. I would appreciate it if no one found out about my current situation…” I told him honestly.

“I see…” Hayden said emotionlessly.

I guess he understood. That wasn’t so hard…

I was busy feeling thankful that Hayden seemed to understand me that I didn’t realize that he had gotten up from his seat until I heard the sound of the chair scraping against the floor. Wordlessly, Hayden got up to leave. I watched silently as he headed for the door. I guess he’s going out after all.

“Umm…have a good day…” I said.

“You too,” he said without turning back to look at me.

The door to the penthouse shut behind him. Hayden was gone.

…

It was close to my appointment time with my friends. I touched up my makeup a little before leaving the house with my men in black escorts. Funny, but I was starting to get used to having them around and driving me around everywhere. I even got used to their silence as we rode together in the car.

We arrived at the restaurant where I was supposed to meet my friend after a ride with light traffic. Getting light traffic at this time of the evening was truly a blessing, usually the roads would be packed tight with cars.

When I arrived at the table booked under my friend’s name, all of my friends were already there. I walked over to them immediately as I waved at my friends to announce my arrival.

“Sorry that I’m late. I didn’t think that I would be the last one to arrive,” I said apologetically as I took the last seat that was free at the table.