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.

Aiden. You can’t tell

my body, slowly, lingering on my breast and my thighs. He pushes his head closer to the bars, lowering his voice. “Don’t

snap back up, the

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

and glaring at him I let out an annoyed breath through

not letting up. He

said and

stare is like angry fire on my back, nipping at my heels

every step I took.

go there.” He growled, his

over my shoulder without turning around

get me

Aiden. I’ll get you out I promise.” Those were my last

frustrated yell died out

of my decision. But then a flash of Sergio’s smirk

as to where Christopher lived or where I can expect to meet up with him. Sergio would know, after

station, my mind hazy in how I would go about this

out on

my phone and dialed

“Miss-

him to come pick me up and

reluctant

to the familiar house, Mitch turned around

you sure Miss?

go.” I lied

say anything but gave a

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

heavy sigh through my parted

warned the second my hands latch

a sigh. “I’ll

my lips

phone rang on

“Mila,”

Sophie!? I saw the news, Ria forwarded it to me. When did