The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

I shouldn’t have come here…..

Aiden’s eyes are set on me, unwavering as he unbuttons his shirt slowly. My fingers curl into fists at my sides as I felt the tingling urge to be the one to remove his shirt.

My eyes drink in every ripple of his taut muscle and I swallowed. This was very unprofessional but so was tugging him into an elevator.

I wasn’t thinking then, and clearly, I wasn’t thinking properly now too. Not with his upper half naked.

Aiden places his white button-down shirt on his desk and leaned on his desk while looking at me with a raised brow.

He looked like a model.

“Aren’t you going to come closer to check for those injuries miss….” He drawled in a heavy husky tone as he waits for me to say my name.

I flinched. Did he really not remember me?

I feel nauseous as I uttered. “Sophie Bell.”

His eyes don’t flicker with recognition when my name rolls off my tongue in disappointment. He was either really good at hiding his real emotions or Aiden had forgotten all about me.

Why did I want to cry?

Why did I want to wail and ask him why he couldn’t remember me?

Why was this hurting so much?

Because you still love him, Sophie. After all these years, after all that happened with Carson you’re still madly in love with Aiden Xavier. My mind reminded me.

Aiden nods and motioned me to come forward with his index finger.

Despite my disappointment and sadness of him practically forgetting about me entirely, I felt desire swirl in my lower regions. There was a heat there that was building up slowly.

My feet move on their own and I’m before Aiden in a few nerve-wracking seconds.

His scent is stronger here and I’m more aware of the tingling in my p**sy by me just standing close to him

“Did you not come here to look for injuries?” Aiden suddenly asked with a heavy thick tone that bounced off the walls of the office and made my insides melt.

G*d Aiden, after all those years, you still manage to affect me without trying much.

gnawing on my

raised a brow and tilted his head. “Then why are you not looking?” I could see the way his lips tried to quirk up and my stomach

Mr. Xavier.” My eyes fall to

in high school, we were never completely bare. This was the first

overpowered that desire and I completely forgot that he was the

how completely

really truly sorry, I’ll go get a wet cloth to soothe the irritated skin.” I rushed out and turned around to actually look for that wet

the wet cloth.” Aiden’s emotionless voice

one would think I had burnt him. His action had my heart squeezing painfully and despite how cold he was treating me, I missed

They’re

on me.

wet cloth.” He ends the call as abruptly as he started

in silence, him just staring at me without any flickering emotion and me squirming and having the urge

only takes about a minute before Noel comes fushing in, panting and all. Her face was red and she looked

Aiden seems to not care about her flustered face and demands her to

her.” He nudges his chin a little toward me and I’m met

though she was currently burying me six feet under

damp cloth in my hand not too kindly and looks over at Aiden. Completely ignoring my presence.”Do you need

will take it from here.” He said.

room again, I

be the one to buy that

quiet, observing, and his stare is unnerving.

the damp cloth on his irritated skin. “I’m really sorry about this Mr.

so close to me,” I said quietly as I looked at his irritated skin and refuse to look into his stormy

past and he made it clear that he had

were too busy flirting with your colleague to notice that you were obstructing the way.” He said coldly with a sharp edge in his

froze. I was obstructing the way? If I do recall, I was

almost instantly regretted it when his cold eyes froze me

I stuttered

other hand was trying to come up with a

of course, I had to make a

his blue eyes pierced through mine hotly. My heart leaps, because

throbbed and I am aware of the sleek heat traveling down to drench my panties. I was

brushed against my hand that held the cool damp cloth/rag on his chest. I sucked in a

tip of his nose nearly brushes against mine.

What was happening?