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!

as if warn- ng me to not screw

unsure if I really wanted to play this game

the chairman of Harrington.co, this man

to lie

me closer,

notice on his ace,

into a small box, unsure of

lowly in warning, low for me alone

hear.

of his face. He’s wearing a

a forced grin and for whatever reason, he need- ed me to lie

I sighed.

This was trouble.

Sergio, smiling faintly. “Nice to meet you

“It’s Harrington. Aiden’s fa- ther is not my son, his mother

reddened. Embarrassed

so-rry Mr. Harring-ton. Please forgive my mis-

asked tightly. “Does your fiance have a

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

tighten around my waist like steel as he

speech issues. She’s a very intelligent woman and would be your future granddaughter-in-law.

a role. And that role

at the both of us, his eyes showing that he did not

kept me close. You couldn’t blame me, Aiden

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

my face and I can almost see all those bad things he thought about

violated by the furious displeasure and disgust swimming through his eyes as they

engaged?” His eyes swang over to

I did not know this was twenty questions about my

literally feel the

and he regarded Aiden with a cool

have I gotten myself

I deserve

answered. “I

he looked like Aiden’s words had