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.

on my

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

Mr. Xavier.” My eyes fall to his chest and I can’t help but feel

high school, we were never completely bare.

I completely forgot that he was the Ceo

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

go get a wet cloth to soothe the irritated skin.” I rushed out and turned around to actually look for that wet cloth but

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

quickly that one would think I had burnt him. His action had my heart squeezing painfully and despite

stormy, and blue. They’re

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

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

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 like she was on the verge

not care about her flustered face and demands her to bring the wet

chin a little toward me and

though she was currently burying me six feet under with the weight of

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

from here.” He said. She nodded barely and

Alden and me in the room

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

his stare is

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

hadn’t seen you were so close to me,” I said quietly as I looked at his irritated

into his blue gaze only brought on memories of the past and he made it clear that he had forgotten about

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

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

regretted it when his cold eyes

again, I stuttered out. “I

flirting, I on the other hand was trying to come up with a way to let him down

to make a fool out of myself in the Ceo’s

through mine

my thighs throbbed and I am aware of the sleek heat traveling down to drench

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

held my breath when the tip of his nose nearly brushes against mine. I could feel

What was happening?