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.

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

Sophie

to call me when I was locked up for

harshly when the thought slammed into my head. I didn’t want to think about her any longer. Didn’t even want

dings open

her desk, her red lipstick is one of the first things you’d

finally put her

gaze sweeps up quickly and her eyes hold that glint of desire

She’s quick to stand

her knees for me, I’d make her wishes come true

Bernard’s pov

in confusion. He sure looked flustered

later and Alice enters. “Saw Mr. Xavier

shook my head while reaching out for the file he placed on the desk. “Not that I know of. He looked

devil we’re talking about. It doesn’t take much to anger him. I’m sure it’s

is always p**ed off,”

about Sophie. She’s very hardworking and can grasp anything

job. Alice utta

daughter a lot. Almost the exact replica. They

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

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

was five years

years ago brought back memories I shared with my daughter. It was like I was staring at my

had become someone I held dear even though the girl wasn’t my

doesn’t she?

she actually was your long-lost daughter you never knew about. Or at least a

had only one biological daughter. And even conceiving her with my wife was hard. I wasn’t a

| squealed lowly as I pushed small chocolate cupcakes

eyes dance around the

the staff canteen and 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 mood

I’d have to share with Mila and

really start

bottom lip when my eyes fall on a red velvet

when they showcase all

to walk away from the pleasant aroma and even more

to be

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

Sure I was a new face

it wasn’t the little flyaway

have something on

they saw me gawking at the endless sweets and desserts

my gaze

back earlier before entering the

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

body ever only reacted to one person like

that person was

I was s**id to even think that

in jail

Sophie’s pov

good rest of the day Sophie!” Alice said and waved

called out just

old car. I winced at the mustard col or that

finally just say screw it and buy a

freedom. Hell, I was starting to

of you.” My hand patted

cheek, I lift my head to the sky. I closed my eyes and smiled as the rain belt over me. I even removed that tight bun in my hair and let my hair

stand in

.

heavens were showering me

blouse was getting a bit see through. There was

screech, I put my seatbelt on and then stared at the

Harrington.co.

help but

be one

let you in on a little

like this. Not when I didn’t have the qualifica tions for it or anything close to