The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

The old man, who now I know was Aiden’s grandfather, swirled in his chair so he can get a better look at me.

His eyes are cold. Dead. And annoyed.

Aiden’s words had rendered me speechless so much so that I had completely turned a blind eye to the two bulky men standing in the far corner.

Must be Aiden’s grandfather’s bodyguards.

They stood with their hands tightly clamped together at their front, their posture stock.

I looked at Aiden, muted, confused, and stunned.

Did I really hear him right?

Did he just call me his fiance?

My fingers clutching the door handle tremble.

I have no idea what to say. How to react.

I’m lost.

“A fiance with no ring?” Aiden’s grandfather grumbles tightly, eyes sweeping down to stare at my hand.

My hand that’s bared of any ring.

My heart slams. Maybe this wasn’t a dream. Maybe this was actually happening and Aiden had just called me his fi-

ance.

“I’m still searching for that perfect ring. My woman de- serves the best after all.” Aiden answers bluntly and walks around his desk and approaches me with a look that told me to play along.

But what the hell was he playing at?

Aiden comes to stand beside me, his arm rooting around my waist. “Sergio meet Sophie, my fiance, Sophie meet Ser- gio, my grandfather and chairman of Harrington.co.”

My eyes widen.

Chairman!

gets more firm, as if warn- ng

forced out a smile, unsure if I really wanted to play this game or not. Especially

of Harrington.co,

to lie

squeezed me

you can notice on

small box, unsure

grits lowly in warning, low for me

hear.

the side of his face. He’s wearing

and for whatever reason,

I sighed.

This was trouble.

Sergio, smiling faintly. “Nice

is not my son, his mother is my daughter. Hence, he doesn’t have

reddened. Embarrassed beyond

Please forgive my

Aiden and he asked

open up and swal- low me whole. I made a fool out

waist like steel as he

intelligent woman

defense was both shocking and con- fusing. But then I remembered that we were playing a role. And that role made him commit to defending me. If he want- ed

the both of us, his eyes showing

my stiff posture as Aiden kept me close. You couldn’t blame me, Aiden being close to me did things to my body

did not want to feel these things with an au- dience, one being his

eyes narrowed on my face and I can almost see

stare, feeling violated by the furious displeasure and disgust swimming through his eyes as

swang over

this was twenty questions

the irritation rolling off

he regarded Aiden with a

I gotten myself

think I deserve to know when

the gritting of Aiden’s teeth as he answered. “I only got engaged

fact he looked like Aiden’s