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.

risk Sergio ruining

my tongue and then looked down at Ashton in my arms. “We

toddler son to not tell his father about his great grandfather

like Ash could actually

of those roses your daddy surprised us with?” I smiled warmly at

me down or push me

of hours Ashton and I busied ourselves watching movies on the huge

asleep, I tried to fix the roses out of the way and give more room to walk

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

last rose bouquet

heart slamming against my chest

did say he’d call a bit

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

when I saw the caller

was right.

the

now that

this one really is

just act natural and stop thinking about Sergio or you’ll feel even

and picked up the phone at the last second before the ringing could

raking a

do you sound so breathless

shuffling of papers in the

roses to make room so you’d be able to walk through the area better,” I said in half truth and

of my anxiety of knowing I have to

wasn’t thinking when I ordered a hundred. What you want to do with them is your choice. I just wanted

bit into my bottom lip to stop

it work?” He whispered, his

“Yes. You really did. Didn’t know you had a romantic bone in you body.” I joked, swapping my tongue

I’m someone different when it comes to

I literally skipped to the roses and plucked out one and brought it to my nose to