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!

around my waist gets more firm, as if warn-

forced out a smile, unsure if I really wanted to play this game or not. Especially when I had no

of Harrington.co, this man was

to

squeezed me closer, another

powerful, that you can notice on his ace, but his grandson was

a small box, unsure of

warning, low for

hear.

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

forced grin and for whatever reason, he need- ed

I sighed.

This was trouble.

faintly. “Nice

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

reddened. Embarrassed

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

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

time I really did want the floor to open up and swal- low me whole. I made a fool out of myself

waist like steel as he an- swers

has no speech issues. She’s a very intelligent woman and

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

at the both of us, his eyes

close. You couldn’t blame me, Aiden

to feel these things with an au- dience, one being his

I can almost

the furious displeasure and disgust swimming through his eyes as they pinned me

engaged?” His eyes swang over to Aiden who grows stiff

was twenty questions about

literally feel the irritation

regarded Aiden with

have I gotten

grandfather. Don’t you think I deserve to

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

convinced. In fact he looked like Aiden’s words