The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

I run my fingers through my hair, trying to fix the frays that were reluctant to go back in place.

Aiden snorts beside me as he reaches for the buzzer. “Your hair looks perfect baby, no need to fix it ten times.”

I shot him a glare. If it wasn’t for him, my hair would still be perfectly curled.

But no, his h**ny self had to appear right before we had to head out to Sergio’s.

“This is your fault by the way.” I retorted, huffing as I con- tinue to fix my hair.

Aiden raised a thick brow, his t**kling eyes shooting me with amusement. “It’s actually yours. You know better than to look so hot in my presence,” His eyes rolled eyes over my body and he cleared his throat, lifting his hand to fix his tie.

”

Though you turn me on no matter what you wear. But you know I prefer when you wear nothing at all.” He winks, making me flustered within seconds.

I scowled. “Aiden. Would you act appropriately now? We’re at Sergio’s.”

Aiden rolled his eyes, and threw an arm over my shoul- der. “Don’t remind me.”

He then dips his head quickly, catching me off guard when his lips landed on mine. He kisses me softly, murmuring

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on my lips how beautiful I am.

The huge door parts, making us both pull away from each other reluctantly.

My eyes sweep to the door, the knots that were in my bel- ly before, now slammed right back in, making me nauseous

and nervous.

His grin is wide, but his eyes told different. They were cold, freezing and hateful.

two are late.” Sergio said, opening his huge

to let

stiffened and guided us in. “Traffic.” He

that it wasn’t the traffic

had done before leaving the

turns around, his face tightening as if knowing Aiden had slipped in a

of voicing out his displeasure he swept his eyes over us and

looked at Aiden when he answered Sergio roughly. “I do

darkened.” Now Aiden, this is no

forward. “Mr. Harrington, I brought you something.” I said, trying to ease the tension before the two got into an

ment.

wine, hoping that this little gift

cold eyes left Aiden’s and they drop to the bottle in my hand. He

and sneered lowly. “Cheap

not from his loud tone but from his words. What a cruel

to them, but I should not be surprised by

towards Sergio, her eyes wide

and share with the maids.” He passes the bottle of wine I had just given him to Margo who quickly took the bottle and practically

stop him by gripping his hand and giving it a squeeze that silently told him

stiff beside me, undoubtedly angry that I stopped

him, noting the storm in his gaze. It’s

and looked between Aiden and I. It was clear that the man was trying to get

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why

and Sergio

nice ta- ble for us under the gazebo, shall we?” He makes a motion with his hand to tell Aiden to go on

looked over at Aiden when he had yet to shift and walk away. His jaw was tight and he was glaring at

before pointing at Aiden’s lips. “This red stain is rather ugly on

with fury. But I quickly pull him back, shaking my head no. He gives me a scowl

murmur- ing reassuringly. “It’s only for a few hours right? You can hold off your

and his jaw clenched. “I can’t promise anything Sophie. I want to wrap my hands around his neck until his face turns red. It’s a good thing we didn’t bring Ash.” He

his chest. “Come on my macho man, let’s get this over with so we can head on home,”