Lahat ng Kabanata ng Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

I never thought that I would spend the last day of the contract packing my things away and clearing thing out from the penthouse. I had always imagined that I would spend the last day with Hayden. Clearly, that was not to be. By late in the afternoon, I had managed to pack all my stuff and with the mover’s help, I started on my journey back home. Not having a place to stay in the city and no money to rent out a place, I decided to simply go back home. Truthfully, I really missed that place. I left the penthouse keycard on the dining table before leaving and closing the door firmly behind me. In the end, he didn’t even say goodbye…He’s such a coward……I arrived back home in the countryside late at night with my life packed up in many boxes. In the end, I had to haul back the expensive jewelry that Hayden left as well. I’ll figure out a way to deal with them later.It’s only been a month since I left this place but coming back here feels a little strange. To my surprise, the mess th

“Excuse me. Are you open?” I asked softly as I poked my head in the door. “Oh yes, how can I help you?” a middle-aged woman replied politely. “Umm…this place just recently opened, right? I saw the sign outside that you’re looking for art teachers…” I said hesitantly. “That’s right. We’re a new art school for kids that just opened in this area. We have other branches, but this is our newest branch,” the kind-looking lady replied. “Are you still looking for art teachers?” I asked, not daring to get my hopes up. “Of course. Are you interested?” she asked. “Yes, I am. You see, I’m an art student in my final year and I’m looking for a parttime job,” I replied. “Do you have any teaching experience or experience working with kids?” she inquired. “Umm…not really. I’ve taught some of my juniors before but that’s about it,” I replied honestly. “I see. Well, that’s not really a problem. If you can drop by to drop your resume here with your portfolio, then I can process your application

Her tears also brought tears to my own eyes. I felt so proud that I could make her feel proud of me. It was the right decision to bring her here after all. I showed her the other paintings in my collection before the nurse reminded us that she should already head back. The hospital had booked an ambulance to drive her back along with the nurse. I went to send her off. There were tears swimming in my eyes as I waved my hand to send her off. Dabbing slightly at my tears, I returned to the exhibition. It was around opening time now and we needed to be there to man the show. The exhibition was open to the public, so in addition to the students from art universities, we were also expecting many art enthusiasts and critiques to turn up. This was the first day of the exhibition and if I remembered correctly a couple of art groups from a few universities will be visiting today as part of their coursework. “So many people are here. I should have worn flat shoes. These heels are killing me al

Wait. Did he just say reunite? Does that mean…“Torex and Silva were in a partnership before?” I asked in wonder. “You’re a fast one. That’s right…” Ethan said before grinning at me. “Really? How long ago was that?” I asked in wonder. From what I could tell now, the two groups were not on good terms at all. I didn’t have to understand mafia politics to figure out why that is. However, if they were in a partnership before then something must have happened…“When Hayden and I were kids our groups were quite close. Hayden and I go way back. He probably doesn’t want to remember it but, we grew up together. We were childhood friends, I guess you could say…” Ethan said as if reminiscing on some distant memories before he chuckled to himself. I blinked my eyes rapidly a couple of time to clear the image of a small blond boy playing around with a dark-haired boy. The idea of these two guys being childhood friends was just difficult for me to believe and comprehend. Although now that I loo

When I arrived back at my exhibition, the same staff from before was there as if she was waiting for me. Once she spotted me, she came up to me excitedly and I wondered what she wanted. “You’re such a hot artist or maybe you’re such a hot girl,” she said teasingly. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Just now, another hot guy was here staring at that painting again. Maybe that painting attracts hot guys,” she said with a laugh. “What did he look like? Was he tall with light blond hair and blue eyes?” I asked rapidly as I put my hand up above my head to indicate Hayden’s height. “Yup, I think so…” she replied as she rubbed her chin in thought. “Where is he now?” I asked immediately. “Too bad you missed him. He left already; he should be out of the building by now…” she said. I didn’t listen to her until the end once again. I knew that it was a long shot, but I decided to run after him. If he was headed to the exit of the building, then he must have gone this way…At the end, after lo