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Mafia's Curves novel Chapter 19

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FALLON'S POV

"Fallon? Fallon? FALLON!!" someone shouted making me jump, I turned and saw Matthew giving me weird look, "you okay? You have been staring at the oven for 2 minutes straight!" I looked at him in confusion, "where is Hayden?" He furrowed his brows, "I- I don't know, his room maybe or his office"

God I was just imagining shit, I am such a loser. I shook my head and gave a smile to Matt, "let's go eat"

"Well duh! It was blinking for the millionth time and you were strangely just starting at it" he said almost creeped out, I cracked a chuckle, "I was just thinking about my patients and who will take my place there" I smoothly lied.

As Matt was placing, I was pouring the wine. Somehow the sound of pouring wine made me think about how I did it again. On several occasions when I had nothing to do but think, I would think how Hayden would come back declare his love for me and apologize for his behaviour. But it didn't take me long to realise that those were just fantasies and we all know fantasies never come true, they ain't even real. I had to do something or the other no matter how much it pained my heart to for Hayden, I would sleep with random men. Though it pained me physically, emotionally and psychologically but it did used to work, I would forget about that bastard momentarily.

I sat on the right side of the head of the table while Matt sat directly across me, I looked at the head of the table longingly. My heart setting down heavily by every passing moment 'he would never be mine'. A heart numbing truth I had to learn in the worst was possible.

We ate in silence but that came to an end when I heard a very heavy footsteps approaching the kitchen. I turned my head to see it was Hayden. He looked very delicious in black pants and white shirt. I blushed as I remembered where my weird imagination had wondered off to.

"Why are you guys eating so early, you should have talked for more hours" he mocked us and gave a glare to Matthew. Poor him just paled looking at his boss angry with him.

Hayden went to the fridge and took out the third plate that was kept, "boss you sit here I'll heat it for you" Matthew injected and stood up going in his direction, "thank you Matthew but you didn't have to do it" though he said those words but who could he fool? His tone suggested that, that's exactly what he wanted from him now. To submit to him, to make him know who is the alpha here.

I halted my eating for the time being so that I could finish with Matthew, I don't wanna leave the poor boy alone in the company of his bipolar boss.

Screeching of chair on my left side brought me out of daze. Hayden sat there in his glory look handsome as ever, I tried to avoid his eyes, "are you having fun with your new boy toy?" He asked me in a normal voice, I snapped my attention to him, "what are you talking about?"

"Matthew. Don't you like to have a new dick inside your loose disgusting cunt everyday?" He said poison dripping in every word he said. I was too stunned to say anything to him while he continued to degrade me, "just a day back you had a dick inside and now him, I must say I am impressed by my psychic abilities. I interpreted you to be a whore and voilà that's exactly what you became" he smirked at me as I sat there hurt by his words.

"Even if I fuck 10 men in one day, it'll take me years to reach your level. Above all it's none of your fucking business who I decide to fuck! If I wanna fuck someone I will and if I don't I simply won't. And I think you're confusing me with my mother, your opinion matters to her not to me. To me your opinion is just as valuable as a horse's fart!" I said calmly as I saw Matthew coming our way, his face had turned red in embarrassment and anger but do I care? Hell nah. Matt set the plate in front of the judgemental dicktwat and we resumed eating. There was a thick tension between the two of us and I am sure Matthew could feel that too.

The poor boy did try to lighten up the mood by cracking jokes but that was all futile. So I decided to ignore the disgusting existence of that vile man and talked to Matthew. We both cracked jokes one of them made me choke on my food, Matt came to my side and patted my back, "here drink water" he laughed lightly and handed me a glass of water.

He soothingly rubbed my back as I drank the water and gave him a smile while I was steady, "thank you Matt" he winked at me and went back to his seat to pick up his plate, he took them into the kitchen. I was to follow his as well when Hayden clutched me by my forearm.

The psychotic look I saw yesterday in his eyes came back, his vivid green eyes turned black. The frown on his face and nose scrunching up, showed how enraged he was but why, "can you stop being a fucking prostitute for a second in your life? Stay away from him. Stay away from every motherfucking man! you don't wanna test my patience" he said threateningly and abruptly stood up and went upstairs.

I saw shocked to say the least, I stood stunned by his action as I rubbed my arm, "hey Fallon, you want some tea?" Matthew came, "you okay? Why are you rubbing your arm?" He asked and came by my side.

He took my hand in his ever so lightly and examined the huge hand mark that was now becoming purple. He hissed as if he could feel my pain, I bit my lips from stoping myself from grinning. He is so sweet, I awed him for a moment, "I'll get you a ice pack. Wait here" he said and jogged to the fridge.

I looked at him with a smile as he came back with a worried look on his face, "you have officially gone crazy" he commented as he saw me smiling. I just shrugged in response, he took my hand and placed it on the table them placed the ice pack on it.

He sat by my side, explaining the difference between American hot chocolate and Italian hot chocolate.

"So by adding corn starch, the hot chocolate will become more thicker and creamier" he said making my stomach crave for the Italian hot chocolate. I pouted, "how long does it take to make the Italian hot chocolate?" I asked as my stomach roared in hunger.

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