Love Slave to the Mafia Boss’s Passion

Finally, the final day of the contract arrived. The 30th day of the contract. Since I was looking forward to spending another ‘normal day’ with Hayden, I was certainly shocked to find that he was nowhere in sight when I woke up.

“Hayden!” I called his name loudly.

I ran from room to room trying to find him even though I already knew that he was no longer in the penthouse. Did he go out? Will he come back later?

After gathering my wits again, I began acting a little more rationally. First, I should check my phone to see if he called or left a message. Nope. There was no such thing. Now I was very worried. Auntie was also no where in sight. Is she on sick leave again today…of all days?

Suddenly, I was beginning to panic. I paced back towards my bedroom and that was when I realized that I didn’t check his bedroom. Why didn’t I do that? What is wrong with me?

“Hayden!” I called as I walked along the hallway towards his bedroom.

His name died on my tongue when his bedroom door came into view. I found it difficult to swallow my saliva and my lips suddenly felt very dry. I blinked rapidly, not wanting to accept what I was seeing. There were white and red tape taped all over his bedroom door. The tape said, ‘No Entry’.NôvelDrama.Org content.

Is he really…gone?

Suddenly, my hands were shaking like crazy, and I had started reaching into the pocket of my pants for my phone. I fumbled around with the phone in my hand as I tried to find his contact to call him. My breath came in short bursts, and it felt like I was about to have a panic attack. Who knows…maybe I was already going through one.

My phone fell to the floor when I couldn’t control my hands properly and it just slipped from my hand. The crashing sound of the phone hitting the floor brought me back to my senses. What am I doing? I asked myself this question for the millionth time this month. Just what am I doing?

It’s the last day of the contract. Last night we had a romantic dinner together and that was sort of like our farewell party. Although we didn’t end up having any hot sex during the night to complete the loop. No, that’s not the point. The point was, I should have known that this was bound to happen. It didn’t matter if he disappeared this morning, later today or tomorrow. Sooner or later, Hayden would be gone.

Here I am trying to call him. What would I have said if he picked up the phone?

Ask him where he was and when he was going to come back?

I shook my head madly from side to side to clear my head before I bent down and picked my phone off the floor. Thankfully, I haven’t called him.

Malissa, get a grip.

To top it all off, the doorbell started ringing. I turned around and face the door in a panic. Who could it be? I wasn’t in the mood to receive any guests right now and I had no idea who it was. I marched furiously towards the door and without checking who was in front of the door, I pulled the door wide open in one swift and forceful motion.

“Who are you?” I asked the small team of people who were standing in front of the door.

They were a team of five people and I called them a team because they were wearing the same shirt. Two were women and three were men. Not that any of that mattered.

“Umm…sorry to disturb you miss, but we’ve been hired in to help pack and clear away the stuff in this room…” one of the men said.

“Excuse me? What?” I said, not quite grasping what the man had just said.

They’re movers? Right? They’re here to pack everything.

“As I’ve been trying to explain. We were hired to pack away everything. You know like the furniture and stuff…” the man tried to explain again.

I understood what he was saying but what I didn’t understand was why is this happening so suddenly? Hayden didn’t tell me anything about this.

“I see. Please come in…” I said in a dazed as I stepped aside to let them into the penthouse.

The team entered and started looking around as they figured how to divide and conquer the work at hand.

“Sorry…I’ll pack my own stuff. You know, all stuff in this bedroom here. Please don’t touch it, I’ll clear it out myself. Thank you…” I said as I gesture to my bedroom door.

“Sure, Miss. Noted,” the man said.

I watched as the team went about with their work. Not able to take any of this anymore, I decided to hide away in my bedroom until I could pick myself up and figure out my next move. By this point, I was quite certain that Hayden wouldn’t be coming back to this place anymore.

A thought occurred to me, and I headed to the small sitting room. Great. He really just left them here. I looked down at the large trays of jewelry. This is just so ridiculous. I grabbed them and started carrying them to my bedroom. After three roundtrips, I managed to transport all the jewelry back safely to my bedroom. Now I have to figure out what to do with them. Is there a way for me to send them back to Hayden?

I looked around my bedroom and sighed loudly. It’s only been a month but so much stuff had piled up over this short period of time. Thankfully, I didn’t have a lot of new clothes. I could pack them all away easily if I just focused. The movers had moving boxes that I could use to pack my stuff, that was a relief. The bigger concern was all the art supplies that Hayden had bought for me. There were a bunch of them and it would be a waste to just leave them here.

It would just go to waste so I might as well use it to create some art, right?

–To be continued…