Finally, we are back home.


    After plopping down on myfortable leather seat and buckling the seatbelt as I readied myself for thending. My pussy was flooded with our juices, and I wished that I could clean myself up before wended. Needlessly to say, my underwear was a mess, the poor fabric tried its best to absorb the mix of our juices and prevent it from pouring down my legs.


    It was dark by the time we arrived back at Hayden’s mansion. Once the ne touched down, Hayden’s mood seemed to switch back to his more serious and solemn self. After helping me out of the ne, we spent a silent ride together side by side in the car all the way back to the mansion. Luka rode in the car with us, but he didn’t say anything either.


    I felt tired and was looking forward to a peaceful night of sleeping in Hayden’s arms. Since we already had some wild sex in the ne, I doubt that we would do it again tonight. One look at Hayden’s face and I knew that his thoughts were already elsewhere, somewhere far from sex with me in his bed.


    It didn’te as a surprise to me when he told me that we had to go our separate ways when we arrived back at the mansion. The fact that Luka was still there along with many of the men was enough for me to notice that work wasn’t over for Hayden and the other gang members.


    "Go to sleep. Don’t wait up for me," he instructed in short.


    "Where are you going?" I asked, knowing that my concerned showed.


    "Nowhere. We’ll be having a meeting somewhere here in the mansion. Go to sleep," Hayden said firmly.


    Hayden gestured with his eyes and two maids were at my side, pulling at my arms towards Hayden’s wing of the mansion. Wherever Hayden was headed, he didn’t want me to join in. The maid whispered polite words to me as they encouraged me to follow them.


    I turned back to take a look at Hayden as I was being ushered away but all I saw was his back as he walked with Luka and his men in the opposite direction.


    That night, I waited up for Hayden until I dozed off. If Hayden returned to his bedroom that night, I wasn’t aware of it.


    …


    The next morning, I woke up with a feeling that someone was with me in the room. The first sight that greeted me when I opened my heavy eyelids was the in white bedsheet that told me that Hayden wasn’t in bed with me. Something told me that he hadn’t return back to his roomst night. My body tensed and I could sense the presence of someone in the room with me and it wasn’t Hayden.


    "Seems like you had a rough night…" a man’s voice said softly.


    I bolted up right it a sitting position on the bed as I gathered the nket firmly against my chest before turning around to face the source of the voice.


    "Umm…how did you get in here?" I asked and my voice sounded shaky and hoarse.


    I asked the first thing that entered my mind.


    Why is the boss here? Where is Hayden?


    Quickly, I adjusted the nket around my body and pulled it up to make sure that my chest was properly covered. Thankfully, I wasying with the nket over my body and none of my body was exposed to his sight. I never expected the boss to be here when I woke up. My shock probably showed on my face because the boss started chuckling softly.


    "This used to be my house, and this is my son’s bedroom. Why can’t Ie in here?" he replied like it was no big deal.


    Well, personal space and privacy…perhaps?


    Of course, I never voiced that thought out loud. I felt ufortable but it seemed like the boss didn’t care at all about that. He sat leisurely on the chair next to the bed like he was in no hurry at all while I wondered what he could possibly want with me and how long he had been sitting there?


    The eventful day with Ethan yesterday still felt fresh in my mind and even after spending a restful night of sleep, I still felt drained. Staying uptest night as I waited for Hayden didn’t help either. Although it was my fault for choosing to wait up for him when he clearly told me not to. I just couldn’t go to sleep not knowing what he was up to. Did something happen?


    To add to the mess, the boss is here to see me instead.


    "Are you looking for Hayden?" I asked, daring to have a hint of hope that he wasn’t here to see me.


    "Of course not. I know that he’s no longer here. I want to talk to you," the boss replied bluntly.


    The small spark of hope that I had was quickly extinguished.


    Hayden isn’t here? Like…he’s not in the mansion?


    "I see…" I murmured; all hope lost.


    The boss stared directly at my face. I found myself staring into his eyes as he seemed to appraise me and what I was thinking. On my end, I couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all. His expression was just a nk mask that gave absolutely nothing away. After a moment of silence, the boss nodded his head slightly.


    "When are you two nning to get married?" he asked casually.


    "We…I don’t know…" I replied honestly.


    To be even more honest, it wasn’t just about when. I didn’t even know ’if’ we would ever be getting married. Hayden was close to saying something while we were on the flight back together, but that pilot just had to butt in with his announcement.


    "You don’t know? As in, you two never talked about it?" the boss asked as his eyes narrowed dangerously at me.


    "We sort of did…but…" I replied before trailing off.


    "But what?" the boss asked persistently.


    But the pilot just had to butt in…ok?!


    "We…umm…didn’t quite get to finish the conversation…" I replied defeatedly.


    --To be continued…