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!

grip around my waist gets more firm, as

game or not. Especially when I had no clue

of Harrington.co,

really want to lie to

squeezed me closer, another

can notice on his ace, but his grandson was

forced into a small box, unsure of how I’ll

Aiden grits lowly in warning,

hear.

to the side of his face. He’s wearing a grin on his handsome face

was a forced grin and for whatever reason, he

I sighed.

This was trouble.

faintly. “Nice to meet you Mr.

is not my son, his mother is my

Embarrassed

so-rry Mr. Harring-ton. Please

sweep over to Aiden and he asked tightly. “Does your fiance

and swal- low me whole. I made a

waist like steel as he an- swers Sergio with blunt

a very intelligent woman and would be

con- fusing. But then I remembered that we were playing a role. And that role made him commit

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

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

not want to feel these things with an au-

can almost see all those

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

two get engaged?” His eyes swang over to

this was twenty questions about my

feel the irritation

and he regarded

I gotten

you think I deserve to know when my grandson

he answered. “I only got engaged last

In fact he looked like Aiden’s