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

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

Mr. Xavier.” My eyes fall to his chest and

had sex in high school, we were never completely bare. This was the first time I’ve seen his chest up

skin, my concern overpowered that desire and I completely forgot that he was the Ceo of the

irritated skin. I noticed how completely still he got as soon as my

cloth to soothe the irritated skin.” I rushed out and turned around to actually look for that wet cloth but Aiden’s hand wrapping around my

get Noel to bring the wet cloth.”

had burnt him. His action had my heart squeezing painfully and despite

stormy, and blue. They’re setting me on fire without

desk while still keeping his stormy gaze on me. I squirmed at

wet cloth.” He ends the call as abruptly

without any flickering emotion and me

and all. Her face was

her flustered face and demands her to bring the wet cloth

toward me and I’m met with the

she was currently burying me six feet under with the

damp cloth in my hand not too kindly and looks over at

it from here.” He said. She nodded

the room again, I nervously smiled. “This

you to get an ointment for that.” | winced when I realized I should be the one to buy that ointment for him since it was me

and his stare is

patting the damp cloth on his irritated skin. “I’m really sorry about this Mr. Xavier.” I winced. My luck today had

as I looked at his irritated skin

his blue gaze only brought on memories of the past and he made it

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

the way? If I do recall, I

lift my gaze and almost instantly regretted it when his cold eyes

gaze again, I stuttered

the other hand was trying to come up with a way to let

had to make a fool out of myself

and his blue eyes pierced through mine hotly. My heart leaps, because despite his cold gaze, there was warmth flickering underneath. Warm

sleek heat traveling down to drench my panties. I was

as his fingers brushed against my hand that held the cool damp cloth/rag on

nose nearly brushes against mine. I could feel the hot breath fanning from his parted lips on mine

What was happening?