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.

And I knew my girl had her eyes on me in worry already,

her to be

speaking. “They posted something else just a few minutes ago. It’s about Mrs. Muralo and you,

in my veins, and

Sergio’s neck and

give me satisfaction

my anger.

Theo?” I hissed, glaring at

way too d*mn early

in love. But you dumped her for Miss Bell, sir. They’re calling Miss Bell a homewrecker.” He

yet because I froze, my insides feeling like ice despite the burning fury racing through my

My jaw ticked.

Sophie.

calling

get that false information

woman was trying to get a hold of me? Did she see the

hurl the phone at the wall as I

feel awful, and I

G*ddamm*t!

happily with my little family. Is

much to

drive over to Sergio and the owner of the blog

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

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

I pinched the bridge

I should’ve tried to have them take it down last night the second I got home, but I was a bit occupied

It was only earlier before Sophie woke up did I remember that Lillian and I’s photo was running through social

photo

obviously had to make sure it would be taken

been surprised. It was clear

f*cker was so money hungry he would not even

“I’m afraid not, sir. They are not

bubbled