The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

I’m still flabbergasted by what transpired only a few seconds ago.

Feeling Ashton’s small little hands on my cheeks, as if silently reassuring me everything was okay, was what made me finally remove my eyes off the door to stare into his wide blue eyes similar to his dad’s.

They stared at me deeply, as if knowing that I was upset. I smile shakily at him, and hugged him to me.

“I’m sorry you had to hear that bug,” I whispered, kissing his forehead a couple of times before he started to giggle and unfreeze my heart again.

I sighed and looked around the room, Sergio’s words ringing. in my head. I wish things were easier, where there was nothing standing in the way of Aiden’s and I’s relationship.

But it seems we would always go through trials….this one so happens to be the most powerful man in New York.

I chewed on my lips, a cold shiver running down my spine and I had to clutch Ashton more firmly to reassure myself that

everything would actually be okay.

There was a warning in Sergio’s tone when he left. One that should shake me to the core. And it did.

It showed me that he had the upper hand. And would probably always have the upper hand.

I felt sick to my stomach by his words, especially the threat that hanged in the air.

But what could I do?

I could tell Aiden about it, but risk his past being in the media. They’ll slander him, and me. They’ll turn their backs on him.

Like Sergio said, the internet was a very cruel place.

I could only imagine how others would react oustide of the internet.

I shook my head.

can’t risk Sergio ruining

and then looked down at Ashton in my arms. “We don’t speak about this,

I’m telling my toddler son to not tell his father about his great grandfather coming over and slandering

not like Ash

your daddy surprised us with?” I smiled warmly at my son and tried to distract

me down

and I busied ourselves watching movies on the huge flat screen

I tried to fix the roses out of the

at least a hundred of them, and even though his penthouse was huge, they covered the

while tucking the last rose bouquet

my heart slamming against my chest wondering if it was

call

the coffee table, trying my hardest to not knock down the glass vase with the roses

bit into my bottom lip when I saw the

was right.

the front

now that I’m

time around, this one really is to his

come on Soph just act natural and stop thinking about Sergio or you’ll feel

phone at the last second before

a

you sound so breathless

the shuffling of papers in

to clean up a hundred roses to make room so you’d be able

because of my anxiety of knowing I have

hundred. What you want to do with them is your choice. I just wanted to impress you,” He admitted, his voice

lip to stop

it work?” He whispered, his

a romantic bone in you body.” I joked, swapping my tongue over my

come to realize I’m someone different when it comes to you

skipped to the roses and plucked out one and brought it