The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

“Mr. Harring-ton?” I stuttered, a bit baffled to see him

here.

I nervously looked at his stoic cold face, my insides freez- ing by the mere weight of it.

Gosh that man really doesn’t like me.

“Stuttering like an idiot. Are you going to let me in or gaze at me like an illiterate?” He said curtly with no emotion in his voice.

I blinked. And then blinked again.

I had an option to send him away for being rude to me and expect a good greeting in return.

But then I stupidly thought that maybe if I spoke to him nicely and acted nicely, perhaps maybe the old man would grow to like me and would support Aiden and I’s relationship.

But boy was I wrong….

I forced on a smile though it cracked with fakeness as I opened the door and ushered him to come in.

He looks around the living room area and his nose turned up as he took a step in.

“In here has an odd stench.” He said bluntly and closed the door behind him.

I looked at him a bit confused. “Oh, aren’t you inviting the two men to come in too?”

No. They’re my bodyguards, I don’t need them in here.” Sergio said, skimming his cold eyes over my figure.

His eyes stopped on Ashton who was busy playing with the rose in his hand. Sergio looked displeased.

“The child didn’t go to school.” His tone held a scowl and his face tightened.

I smiled awkwardly, the coldness in his tone and gaze get- ting to me a little. “No. The teacher suggested that we leave him home for a few days to get a hundred percent.”

Sergio nods, his lips curling and he glared at me.

“Sorry to come on such a short notice.”

He didn’t sound sorry at all. Especially with the way he looked at me in disgust.

Still, my foster mother taught me to respect my elders, so I answered him without hostility, very opposite of how he spoke to me. “No that’s fine. Though I will let you know that Aiden isn’t here, he went to the office.”

Sergio nose turned up in a snotty way. “That’s fine, I didn’t come for Aiden.”

face as my brows furrowed in clueless-

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glaring

his stare would’ve killed those

seconds.

yesterday’s breakfast Mr. Harrington. I am truly sorry for how I responded to you

stopped when those steely eyes fall on me

of what hap- pened

away from him awkwardly and a bit on alert since he

arms. There was no

dark place but it was clear Sergio hated me. A

I was alone.

lips curved into a smirk when he got

to the same high school as my grandson….” He trailed off and looked around the room

heart thuds as the blood drained

and powerful enough to put two and two together quickly. I just didn’t know that he would’ve been this

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roses, my grandson overdid himself. How many

He asked in

softly as

in the pocket of the shorts I thankfully placed on

reluctant to answer it, not knowing what

do if

cold and he pushes his hands in the pocket of his expensive

instructed, nudging

and fished out my phone. My

“It’s Aiden.” I whispered.

it and don’t mention that

steely.

was staring at me with no emotion.

how Aiden had been.

“Why?” I asked softly.

want me to tell Aiden that he was here…unless….he planned

grew cold at such

in no position

jab hit right home, robbing me of my breath for a lit- tle until

the truth? Why are you surprised that I got to know that you are

pulling me

I know you’re not the brightest but

looked down at Ash who was still playing with the rose, oblivious to the tension around

would be better to listen to Sergio, I didn’t want to act tough