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.

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

sure Sophie Bell forgot all

bothering to call me when

into my head. I didn’t want to think about her

elevator dings open and

red lipstick is one of

I’ll finally put

sweeps up quickly and her eyes hold that

to stand up and follow behind

was desperate to get on her knees for me,

Bernard’s pov

of in confusion. He sure looked

enters. “Saw Mr. Xavier storming out. Is something

the file he placed on the desk. “Not that I know of. He looked already p**ed off the moment he entered.” I

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

right, Mr. Xavier is always

Sophie. She’s very hardworking and can grasp anything quickly. She’s the right fit for

job. Alice utta

a lot. Almost the exact replica. They could even be mis taken as

at the photo frame on my desk, almost buried

at a resort, not knowing that it would

five

Sophie in that diner that day, two years ago brought back memories I shared with my daughter. It was like I was staring at my daughter again, and seeing her

Sophie had become someone I held dear even though the girl

“She does, doesn’t

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

be ridiculous, Alice. I had only one biological daughter. And even conceiving her with my wife was hard. I wasn’t a man who spread my seed

| squealed lowly as I

eyes dance around the cute

I was proud 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 be in a bad

stuffed my foam container with endless desserts knowing I’d have to share with Mila and Ria when

should really

licks a trail on my bottom lip when my eyes fall

when they showcase all

pleasant aroma and even more

refuse to be

awkwardly when some work ers who were eating around a circular table turned

me today? Sure I was a new face here, but was one look not enough? Why won’t

wasn’t the little

something

maybe they saw me gawking at the endless

my gaze away from

the one I felt on my back earlier before entering the elevator. No, that stare was different than these, I could

on my lips as I remembered how tingles brushed on my skin quickly when

reacted to one person like

that person was

shook my head, scowling at myself inwardly. I was s**id to

in jail

Sophie’s pov

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

too Alice!” I called out just as

her leave before sighing and walking over to my old car. I winced at the mustard col or that stood out. I

had a new job, I can finally just say screw it and buy a new car that wouldn’t stop on me

Hell, I was

to get rid of you.” My hand patted the mustard color hood as I made my way to the driver’s

a little droplet on my cheek, I lift my head to the sky. I closed my eyes and smiled as the rain

stand in the rain. But

.

heavens were showering me with

bit see through. There was no

screech, I put my seatbelt on and then stared at

Harrington.co.

couldn’t help

ever be one of the

let you in on

I’d ever get a good paying job like this. Not when