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

“Then why are you not looking?” I could see the

Mr. Xavier.” My eyes fall to his

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

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

noticed how completely

I’ll go get a wet 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 arm had

get Noel to bring the wet cloth.” Aiden’s emotionless

peels his hands off me so quickly that one would think I had burnt him. His action had my heart squeezing painfully and despite how cold he

are dark, stormy, and blue. They’re setting me on fire

keeping his stormy gaze on me. I squirmed at the intensity. It almost

wet cloth.” He ends the

any flickering emotion and

a minute before Noel comes fushing in, panting and all. Her face was red

about her flustered face and

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

even though she was currently burying me

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

said. She nodded barely and walked away with

it was only Alden and me in the room again, I nervously smiled. “This should cool off

bit. Though I’ll recommend 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 who caused his skin

and his stare

“I’m really sorry about this Mr. Xavier.” I

said quietly as I looked at

the past and he made

course you hadn’t Miss Bell, you were too busy flirting with your colleague to notice that

was obstructing the way? If I do recall,

my gaze and almost instantly regretted it when

again, I stuttered out. “I

hand was trying to come up with a way to

of course, I had to make a fool out of myself

one of his well groomed brows and his blue eyes pierced through mine hotly. My heart leaps, because despite his cold gaze, there was warmth flickering

am aware of the sleek heat traveling down

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

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

What was happening?