Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18

She's My Girlfriend

However, to my surprise, it was three very gorgeous and tall women that stepped out of his room. The

three women had figures like models. They were tall with attractive faces. One had platinum blonde

hair that must have taken her hours in the salon to achieve. While the other had dark hair with stunning

blue eyes. The third women had auburn hair with beautiful green eyes. The only thing common about

the three women, apart from their beauty and height, was the fact that they were not wearing very

much.

“Oh…there’s a girl here…” the blond woman said in a sweet voice as the three of them eyed me from

head to toe.

“Are you…Hayden’s girlfriend?” the auburn-haired girl asked curiously.

“Probably…not…” the dark-haired girl said as she stared at me.

“Yea…I mean…she looks…ordinary?” the blond girl said with a laugh.

“Maybe she’s his maid…” the auburn-haired girl suggested. Then all of them nodded as if reaching an

understanding.

“She’s probably his maid,” the dark-haired girl stated in agreement.

I hated the fact that they were discussing about me openly when I was standing right there. I watched

in contempt as I waited for this episode to be over so that I could head to my room. I didn’t care what

they thought or said about me.

“Hi, there. Could you help get us some wet tissue?” the blond girl addressed me directly for the first

time.

“Oh…and you know, wipe our shoes while you’re at it?” the auburn-haired girl added with a fake smile.

These girls are so rude. The words that come out of their mouth are so ugly that it doesn’t match the

beauty of their faces. Their character must be so rotten underneath those thick layers of makeup that

they’ve got on their faces. Well, it’s none of my business, I thought as I stared blankly back at them

before turning to walk away.

I’m just going to ignore them and go back to my room where I can enjoy the comfort of this Greek

yoghurt and fruits and then go straight back to bed. I have enough problems in my life already and

adding a bitch-fight with these three super models on top of that isn’t going to help me.

As I turned and started heading towards my bedroom, a voice made me turn back around in shock.

“She’s my girlfriend. You better watch what you say…”

I turned around to see Hayden leaning on the side of his bedroom’s door with an unreadable

expression on his face. His tone was ice-cold and although those words were not addressed directly at

me, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up in fear.

The three women became immediately silent and frozen in shock. I don’t blame them, I was also

stunned out of my mind but perhaps for a different reason.

What did he just say?!

No…no…no…NO!

We’re NOT boyfriend and girlfriend. I hardly know this guy and he clearly doesn’t even like me. I don’t

like him either. We don’t like each other!

I stared at him in shock, but Hayden paid me no attention as he turned spoke into his phone. Within a

few seconds, three men in black ran into the room and began to half drag and half carry the three

beautiful women out of the room. I watched the whole thing in shock…

“Hayden! I’m so sorry…please don’t do this!”

“Forgive me, Hayden…please…”

“I love you so much, Hayden…please forgive us this one time…”

The three women pleaded as they started crying. It was such a messy scene; worse than any drama I

had ever seen on television. Hayden watched the women with dispassionate eyes as his men got rid of

them. How he treated women like worthless things was shocking?

I didn’t know what those girls did to deserve that, but he should have just dismissed them and asked

them to leave peacefully. I guess Hayden didn’t have a good time tonight with his girls…not like it was

any of my business or concern.

When the girls and men in black had completely left the suite, Hayden and I were alone once more. He

turned to look at my face with an unreadable expression as our eyes locked. He looked like he wanted

to say something but decided against it. If he thought I wanted an explanation to what I just witness, he

could save it. I didn’t want to know anything.

Wordlessly, I turned around on my heels and headed straight back to my bedroom. I closed the door

loudly and firmly behind me and locked it once I was in the room. One look at the clock on the wall

showed that it was hours past midnight.

I couldn’t go to sleep. I tossed and turned in bed with my eyes wide opened and the back of my palm

resting on my forehead. I hated to admit it, but I was very confused and bother by what Hayden said.

Why did he defend me against those girls? It wasn’t like I needed his help…what they said didn’t really

bother me.

Why did he tell them that I was his girlfriend?

Before I realized it, my brows were knitted together, and I started to feel frustrated and irritated.

Suddenly, my body felt uncomfortable, and sleep was the furthest thing from my mind. This is a

disaster, I have so many things that I needed to do tomorrow…

**Knock Knock Knock**

Suddenly, I heard three very loud and distinct knocks on my bedroom door. Who could it be?

More like, who else could it be?

Why is Hayden knocking on my door?

Who cares? I’m just going to pretend that I’ve already fallen asleep and didn’t hear. I slowly turned onto

my stomach and pulled my blanket over my head.

“Malissa!” he called my name so loudly that I would have woken up if I had been asleep. This guy has

no sense of decency. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

I decided to remain silent and not reply.

“Malissa! Open the door. I know you’re not asleep!” Hayden called through the door as he started

knocking harder on it.

I rolled over and sat upright in bed in one swift motion. I am not in the mood for this! Without thinking, I

got off the bed and marched towards the door. I’m going to tell him to shut up and return to his room so

that I can finally go to bed!

--To be continued…