The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

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Right this way miss,” Margo uttered while guiding me through Sergio’s huge house. I try to memorize the curves and corners so I would not get lost on my way back.

It’s difficult when all rooms look the same. But I don’t dare utter my confusion to Margo.

She stopped beside a huge door, turning towards me as she wrenches it open. “Here you go,” She smiles politely and I’m grateful that not everyone is as vile as Sergio in this house.

“Thank you, Margo,” I thanked her with a smile of my own and entered the bathroom. I closed the door and leaned against it until I heard her fading footfalls.

When I was sure I was alone, I peeled myself away from the door and strut over to the wall mirror and the sink.

I looked at my reflection and sighed.

There’s worry in my gaze, buried deep but I can detect it.

The worry mounted when Lillian brought up the pregnancy. For a second there I forgot about it and one wrong move would have made everything crumble down.

I let out a breath through my parted lips. “Oh Sophie, what had you got yourself into?” I shook my head and opened the faucet.

I washed my hands, leaning over the sink to pour some water over my face. Closing the faucet, I lift my eyes up and they connect with my reflection.

I cannot make Sergio push me in a corner and boast his triumph of finally cracking the barriers I held around me.

I will not make him succeed in trying to push Aiden and I apart.

Patting my face with some tissue, I tossed it in the toilet bowl and flushed. Gawking at my reflection ‘one least time, I let out a strained breath and opened the door.

slightly in surprise when my eyes land on Lillian leaning against the opposite wall, a cold

out of the room, in means to avoid her

“Sophie. How is Ashton?”

tongue, annoyed that she was trying to converse with me when we both knew she didn’t like me. That glare

heels and knew she

I crossed my arms under my

well. Better.”

she plasters on a thoughtful look.

voice was sweet but I could sense the hostility swimming

eyes, unpleased by her tactic to

he’s also a great fiance.” I aired in a sickly fake sweet voice that

fake short

has always been this way,

work out that way. It must be so sad that your father didn’t get to experience what a

Serves the

favor and I always get what I want,”

about that post by the way. I know how awful you might have felt when you read it. The media can be such a bitch sometimes.”

furrowed. What post is she

because she was quick

She shrugged, tucking her hair

Aiden hadn’t mentioned an article.

playing me out

was magically taken down quickly. I mean,

my arm away from her touch, my eyes dropping to

darting across the floor as I try to not feel so nauseous. I can only imagine what people thought of me now.