Love Slave to the Mafia Boss’s Passion

To be frank, I was stunned by Amelia’s beauty. She had a beautiful figure, round eyes, a beautiful smile, long wavy light blond hair. Her face and expression were kind, the kind of face that everyone would fall in love with at first sight. Her facial features were perfect. She looked like a model or an actress and I wouldn’t be surprise if she is one.

Hayden was smiling so happily next to her. It was obvious that they are so in love with each other. It made me realize just how vain I was to even think that Hayden could have any feelings for me. There was nothing that I possessed that would outshine a woman like Amelia. Now that I’ve seen a photo of her and how in love with each other they seemed, it was no wonder why Hayden refused to marry me or anyone else besides Amelia.

I guess I got a little ahead of myself when Hayden started showing some interest in me. I probably mistook his kindness in saving me for something that didn’t exist. It was obvious now that when he touched me and made love to me, he was just using me to pass his time. It was probably nothing more than casual sex for him. I should have known that so why do I feel so disappointed and hurt?

“You should at least have the decency to hide your girlfriend’s photo away when you bring another girl to your room…” I muttered underneath my breath.

Then, I laughed silently in my head at myself. I can’t believe I just said that out loud. I’m so pathetic.

I felt something warm and wet on my cheek and realized that I had started crying. Great.

Why am I crying? This is so stupid…

Quietly, I tiptoed to the door and slowly opened it.

Once I exited Hayden’s room, I was shocked to see Auntie standing there in front of the door as if she was hesitating whether to knock on the door or not. The worried and slightly startled expression on Auntie’s face reminded me that I hadn’t wiped away my tears from my face.

Shit, she just saw me crying. This is such a mess. She saw me just walked out of Hayden’s room and I’m in tears. I could imagine a whole series of wild scenarios that were undoubtedly running through her mind. However, I wasn’t in the mood to correct her misunderstandings, whatever they were.

“Miss Malissa…” Auntie murmured softly, her eyes on my face.

I didn’t know what to say to her and I didn’t want to explain myself, so I just nodded a little at her before I quickly walked past. My feet took me towards my bedroom, my safest place in this entire penthouse right now. My emotions and mind were a mess and I needed to be alone to sort myself out.

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Once in my room, I headed for the bathroom. I wanted and needed to clean myself. I filled the bathtub with warm water before I got in and sat down, enjoying the feel of the warm water enveloping my body. I turned on the shower and enjoyed the feeling of water raining down on me from above before taking the shower head in my hand.

Hayden was too big for me and my pussy hurts from the force of his wild mating, but I was also amazed with the pleasure that I felt. I haven’t had sex with a man for almost a year since I broke up with Ethan so perhaps, I didn’t remember…but did sex use to feel this good?Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

I spread my legs apart as I positioned the shower head in between my legs. My pussy was still sticky and wet from my own love juices and the slightly warm water felt relaxing against my love entrance. Slowly, I washed my own release away with my fingers.

Feeling my own fingers touching my still-sensitive pussy made my mind wander to Hayden and how he skillfully touched and caressed me there. I closed my eyes, and I could see him, his handsome face and his blue eyes. Before I knew it, I was rubbing my clit faster and faster as I moaned with pleasure.

I couldn’t stop myself from imagining and reliving the sex I had with Hayden in my mind as my hands pleasured myself. He’s driving me insane, and I hated how effortlessly he managed to do that to me.

What am I doing? I stopped the lewd movement of my own hand as I brought my hand up to slap my own cheeks. Get a hold of yourself, Malissa! He’s just using you and you mean nothing to him. He’s as in love with his girlfriend as can be. If anything, you’re just someone he’s cheating on his girlfriend with…

My own words rang loud and clear in my head, and I knew that I was right. However, it was hard for my heart to accept the truth this time…

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I woke up the next morning with renewed energy after a long rest in bed. With so many things that had happened lately, I was beginning to lose count of the days that I had left in this penthouse as part of the contract. The numerous developments made it hard for me to believe that only one day had passed by.

23 more days until I’m out of here…

So many things happened during the first week here. I sighed loudly as I recalled Hayden’s intense love making. It’s been less than a week and I’ve already slept with him. This is all getting out of hand at a much faster pace than I had imagined.

It was starting to make sense now why that old man wanted me to live together with his son for 30 days. He probably knew that Hayden was a domineering sex monster. Regardless of what happened between us, I am not marrying Hayden…and he obviously wouldn’t want to marry me either.

That was that. For some reason my brain kept on recalling the photo that I saw in Hayden’s room. I pushed the overly perfect image of Amelia out of my mind as I jumped out of bed and headed for a shower.

I must avoid him at all costs. I can’t let the event of last night…and the night before repeat itself! It’s still early, I’ll cook him something quick and leave before he wakes up.

–To be continued…