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.

Sergio said, opening his huge

let

stiffened and guided us in. “Traffic.” He

knew that it wasn’t the

we had done before leaving

if knowing Aiden had slipped in a

voicing out his displeasure he swept his eyes over

when he answered Sergio roughly. “I

is no way to talk to your

step forward. “Mr. Harrington, I brought you something.” I said, trying to ease

ment.

of wine, hoping that this little gift would distract him from being

they drop to the bottle in my hand. He

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

but from his words.

someone gave to them, but I should not

barrels towards Sergio, her eyes

He passes the bottle of wine I had just given

takes a step forward to say something to Sergio, but I swiftly stop him by gripping his hand

beside me, undoubtedly angry that I stopped

the storm in

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

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makes me wonder why

and Sergio never

ble for us under the gazebo, shall

and walk away. His

“This

with fury. But I quickly pull him back, shaking my head no. He

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

eyes flickered to where Sergio disappeared to and his jaw clenched. “I can’t promise anything Sophie. I want to wrap my hands

we can head on home,” I leaned forward

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