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.

two are late.” Sergio

to let us

stiffened and guided us in. “Traffic.” He answered

knew that it wasn’t the

had done before

turns around, his face tightening as if knowing Aiden had

instead of voicing out his displeasure he swept his eyes

roughly. “I do not want my son

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

Harrington, I brought you something.” I

ment.

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

drop to the bottle in my hand. He looks reluctant to take

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

not from his loud tone but from his words. What

but I should not be surprised by

and barrels 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

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

is stiff beside me, undoubtedly angry that I stopped

him, noting the storm in his gaze.

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

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me wonder why

knowing he and Sergio never got

ble for us under the gazebo, shall we?” He makes a motion with his hand to tell

at Aiden when he had yet to shift and walk away. His jaw was

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

But I quickly pull him back, shaking my head no. He gives me a scowl but doesn’t

to wipe off the red stain on his lips, murmur- ing reassuringly. “It’s only for a

want to wrap my hands around his

with so we can head on home,” I leaned forward to whis- per. “And I can finish where we left

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