The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

Aiden stared at me for a few seconds, each second my heart skipped a beat, waiting for his anger.

But then he laughed instead. A short dry chuckle that made my bones chill.

“Who’s going to ‘talk’ to Christopher?” By the tone of his voice, I knew he was holding back his anger.

I would rather he not, because sensing it was by far worst than living it.

This made me reluctant to respond to him. But I did.

“Me. I will be the on-

I had not even finished my sentence when Aiden pulls away from me, his head shaking in disbelief as he made his distate known.

“Over my dead body Sophie. You’re not going over to talk to that fucker. I’ll call my lawyer and-

“Aiden!” I hissed in frustration as I watch him pace the floor like a mad man.

He stops and stares at me.

“What if they refuse to budge Aiden? Not even you are above the law, they have evidence of you hitting Christopher.”

His jaw pop, his teeth grit and if it were possible I was sure steam or fire would be waving out of his nose and ears.

Gosh he was angry, no furious. The other two men looked at him warily which just proves how much power and domination that rubbed off Aiden.

He storms back over to the bars and gripped them in a tight hold lock. His fingers turned white, his veins on his neck pulsing, his eyes ablaze with fury.

I was making him more angry or perhaps it was the situation. Both. It was both.

“Fuck the law and fuck the evidence. You’re not going to go see that bastard you hear me?” He spat, eyes sending daggers at me.

Despite how unsettling scared I was by his anger, I knew he would never hurt me, which is why I lift my chin and stared him head on.

woman Aiden. You can’t tell me what

down my body, slowly, lingering on my breast and my thighs. He pushes his head closer

back up, the fury returning in his

jump straight into the fucking fire and danger. You’re not going and that’s the end of

under my chest and glaring at him I let

not letting up.

I said

stare is like angry fire on

every step I took.

there.” He growled, his tone swirling with

over my shoulder

get me

“You’re already mad Aiden. I’ll get you out I promise.” Those were

His frustrated yell died out

But then a flash of Sergio’s smirk in

I would have to go to Sergio. I had no clue as to where Christopher lived or where I can expect to

sighed when I stepped out of the station, my mind hazy in how I would go about this and actually make Christopher agree to take

figure it out

phone and dialed

“Miss-

him to come pick me up and

was reluctant but

pull up to the familiar house, Mitch turned around in his seat and looked

sure Miss?

to let me go.” I lied through

didn’t say anything but gave a

looked out the window at the huge mansion, my body stiffening and getting ready for the unpleasant conversation

out a heavy sigh through

someone who’s very uptight.” Mitch warned the second my hands latch on the

I answered with a sigh. “I’ll be

opened the door and stepped out. Chewing my lips I began my short journey to the

phone rang on the

“Mila,”

forwarded it to me. When did this happen?