Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18

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.

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

my bedroom, a voice made me turn back around

my girlfriend. You better watch

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

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

did he

No…no…no…NO!

I hardly know this guy and he clearly doesn’t even like me. I don’t like him either. We don’t like each

Within a few seconds, three men in black ran into the room and began to half

sorry…please don’t do

“Forgive me, Hayden…please…”

Hayden…please forgive

worse than any drama I had ever seen on television. Hayden watched the women with dispassionate eyes as

those girls did to deserve that, but he should have just dismissed them and asked them to leave peacefully. I guess Hayden didn’t

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

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

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

he tell them that I was