The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

Whatever the other person was saying on the other line was not sitting right with Aiden. He looked extremely p*ssed off every second that passed.

However, the conversation seemed important as I picked up

words like ‘sue’ and ‘court’.

And when he got off the phone and slammed it down on the counter harshly, I got startled and jumped a little.

He’s breathing roughly, a storm wrecking through those ocean blues. I miss the calm.

“Aiden?” I called his name out softly, alarmed by his sudden mood change.

“Is everything okay?” I asked after a pregnant pause of silence after I said his name.

His sharp blue eyes flick to mine, and he stares at me silently, seething silently. His anger was not directed at me, but it still shook me to the core.

With the way he had been so warm and attentive to me, forgotten about that side of him that once scared me.

“It will be when I get my hands around Sergio’s neck,” He grumbled.

Aiden’s pov

I had

I know that b*stard is behind this.

Who would be so cu*ning to see his way and irritate me other than him?

Besides, he is good friends with the owner of the blog. It wouldn’t take a genius to know that he had a role to play in this absurdity.

“We tried all ways, Mr. Xavier, but he is refusing to move the posts,” Theo said on the other line.

“And there’s alsó one more thing…” He trailed off, and I can almost hear him gulp through the phone.

I gripped the phone tighter until I swore I could hear it cracking slowly.

“What is it?” I grit lowly, fighting off the impulse of throwing the phone at the wall. I didn’t want to startle Sophie and

Ashton.

I knew my girl had her eyes

her to be

speaking. “They posted something else just a few minutes ago. It’s about Mrs. Muralo and you, sir. Miss Bell is also involved. And it doesn’t

swam in my veins, and my

picturing my hands around Sergio’s neck and the d*mn owner of

even that couldn’t give me satisfaction

my anger.

is it about Theo?” I hissed, glaring at the

way too d*mn early

Mrs. Muralo being in love. But you dumped her for Miss Bell, sir. They’re calling Miss Bell

my insides feeling

My jaw ticked.

Sophie.

calling

even get that

why that woman was trying to get a hold of

phone at the wall as I

she will be torn. She’ll feel awful, and I didn’t want

G*ddamm*t!

I just wanted to live happily with my little

to

Sergio and the owner of the blog house

“Are you sure there’s no way to make them take down both posts, Theo?” I asked tightly, my chest tightening with held

are unwilling to remove the first post about Lillian and me,

pinched the bridge of

have them take it down last night the second I got home, but I was a bit occupied with savoring and loving my woman

It was only earlier before Sophie woke up did I remember that Lillian

photo

I obviously had to make sure it would be taken down immediately to not

shouldn’t have been surprised. It was clear he didn’t like Sophie and

would not even

not, sir. They

bubbled in