The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves By Demiah13 Chapter 153

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.

are late.” Sergio said, opening his huge

to let us

stiffened and guided us in. “Traffic.”

wasn’t the traffic that made

we had done before leaving the

around, his face tightening as if knowing Aiden had slipped

his displeasure he swept his

he answered Sergio roughly. “I do

darkened.” Now Aiden, this is no way to talk

I brought you something.” I said, trying to

ment.

out my hand that held the bottle of wine, hoping that this little gift would distract him from being so

left Aiden’s and they drop to the bottle in my hand. He looks reluctant to take

label and sneered lowly. “Cheap wine. I don’t drink cheap

flinched, not from his loud tone but from

anything someone gave to them, but I should not be surprised

scurried from somewhere and barrels towards Sergio, her eyes wide with fear. “Yes,

of wine I had just given him

swiftly stop him by gripping his hand and giving it a squeeze

is stiff beside me, undoubtedly angry that I stopped him from

the storm in his

smacked his hands together and looked between Aiden and I. It was clear that the man was trying to

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why Aiden accepted his

and Sergio never

Margo set up a nice ta- ble for us under the gazebo, shall we?” He makes a motion with his hand to

had yet to shift and walk away. His

and started walking ahead. Not before pointing at Aiden’s lips. “This red stain is rather ugly on your lips grandson,

I quickly pull him back, shaking my head

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

wrap my hands around his neck until his face turns red. It’s a good thing

macho man, let’s get this over with so we can head on home,” I leaned forward to whis-

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