The Girl He Craves

Aiden’s pov

Something was very familiar with this woman. The way her bottom was shaped. The way she stood.

I stumbled out of the elevator when a thought slammed into my head.

No, it can’t be her.

What would Sophie Bell be doing in New York? Especially at Harrington.co?

She was probably sitting in her dorm room in college, talking to her roommate about weird s**t.

This woman wasn’t Sophie. She couldn’t possibly be her.

Besides Sophie had brown chocolate hair and she had less hips. Though those legs were long just like hers…..

I shake my head while watching the woman enter the elevator. When the doors close behind her, I’m convinced that I was going mad.

Was I still so obsessed with Sophie that I was now thinking a stranger was her?

| grunt and decided to forget about this mysterious woman. She was no one, she was not Sophie. And if she was, I wouldn’t care anyway.

Sophie Bell has been dead to me for three years.

I stormed my to Bernard’s office, frustrated that I even thought this woman was Sophie.

“Mr. Xavier,” Bernard’s secretary, Alice rose from her seat. She looks shocked to see me, or perhaps it was the invisible steam coming out of my ears that had her so stunned.

I ignored her and went straight for Bernard’s office without knocking.

As soon as I enter. I’m hit with a familiar scent. It was a floral scent, but the scent was very faint. It reminded me of…..her.

What. The. F**k.

I shook my head. I was really going mad today.

Bernard lifts his head from the mess of paperwork on his desk. He raised a brow. Of all my employees, Bernard was the only one who didn’t cower under my cold stare. I could give the old man props for that.

“Aiden

I glared at him and he stops. He knows how much I hate when he calls me by my given name. That name was only supposed to slip past the lips of those close to me.

Not because Bernard has been working for Harrington.co and was a trusted employee as

Sergio has mentioned, meant we were close.

“Mr. Xavier. What do I owe the pleasure

” Here are the reports I want you to look into.” I slam the file on his desk, frustrated that the light floral scent was still troubling my nose.

“Mr. Xavier

“Have them done by tomorrow.” Usually, I would have a more than five minute talk with him about the finances concerning the company, but I found myself itching to get out of the room and away from that scent.

I stormed out of his office.

“Mr. Xavier,” Alice nods when I stormed by. I don’t acknowledge her, needing to get out of where quickly

When I entered the elevator and pushed in my floor number, 38, I sighed in relief.

LE

As soon as the doors slide back close, I could finally breathe. But the frustration was still there.

Sophie Bell.

It was clear she was still haunting my mind to this day.

Igroaned. I slept with so many willing women to forget about her and it takes one mysteri ous woman that reminded me of her to have my entire composure crumbling at my feet.

I felt like that same high school boy who was so obsessed and in love with her that I’d do anything.

I was no longer that boy. I refuse to be that ‘boy’ again.

continue to force her out of my mind. No matter how long and how many women it

Sophie Bell

bothering to call me when I was

head. I didn’t want to think about her any longer. Didn’t even

elevator dings open and

at her desk, her red lipstick is

finally put her to

hears me approaching, her gaze sweeps up quickly and her eyes hold that

to stand up and follow behind me like a

to get on her knees for me, I’d make her

Bernard’s pov

out of in confusion. He sure looked flustered and a bit uncomfortable before storming

enters. “Saw Mr. Xavier storming out. Is something wrong?” She asked in

the desk. “Not that

devil we’re talking about. It doesn’t take much to

Xavier is

hardworking and can grasp anything

job. Alice utta

a lot. Almost the exact replica. They could even

looked down at the photo frame on my desk, almost buried by the amount of paperwork

Mya, my dead daughter and my wife. We took that photo at a resort, not knowing that it would be the last time our daughter would be

was five

back memories I shared with my daughter. It was

dear even though the girl

“She does, doesn’t

daughter you never knew about. Or at least a relative.” Alice

even conceiving her with my wife was hard. I wasn’t a man who spread my seed

as I pushed

eyes dance around the

to say that I found it in five min utes. But maybe that was because I asked for directions from the receptionist who didn’t seem to

desserts knowing I’d have to share with Mila and Ria

really

lip when my eyes fall on a

when they showcase all those unhealthy foods here?

pleasant aroma and even more pleasant looking food.

refuse to

an empty circular table and chair, smiling awkwardly when some work ers

everyone staring at me today? Sure I was a new face here, but was one look not

the sides of my head, hoping it wasn’t the little flyaway hairs

something on my

gawking at the endless sweets

gaze

before entering the elevator. No, that

tingles brushed on my skin quickly when that per son’s eyes pierced on

body ever only reacted to one person

that person was

shook my head, scowling at myself inwardly. I was s**id to even think that stare

was in jail for goodness

Sophie’s pov

the day Sophie!” Alice said and waved at me before putting her

called out just as a taxi pulled up

car. I winced at the mustard col or that stood out.

job, I can finally just say screw it and buy a new car that wouldn’t stop on me or refuse to start. And keep me hostage with its

freedom. Hell, I was starting to

hear that Mary….I’m going to get rid of you.” My hand patted the mustard color hood as I

closed my eyes and smiled as the rain

I was crazy to stand in the rain. But right now

.

showering me with

see through. There was no

the door, wincing a bit by the screech, I put my seatbelt

Harrington.co.

couldn’t help but

ever be one of the employees

in on a little

ever get a good paying job like this. Not when I didn’t have the qualifica