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

stormy gaze rolled down my body, slowly, lingering on my breast and my thighs. He pushes his head closer to the

snap back up, the fury

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

at him I

not letting

see.” I said and

is like angry fire on my back, nipping at

every step I took.

go there.” He growled, his tone swirling

shoulder without turning around to look at

me mad

you out I promise.”

His frustrated yell died out when

a flash of Sergio’s smirk in my

I had no clue as to where Christopher lived or where I can expect to meet up with him.

mind hazy in how I would go about this and actually

it out

dialed Mitch. He answered on the

“Miss-

telling him to come pick

was reluctant

we did pull up to the familiar house, Mitch turned around in his seat and looked me over with

you sure

go.”

catches on quick but didn’t say anything but gave

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

heavy sigh through

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

a sigh. “I’ll be

lips I began my

rang on

“Mila,”

I saw the news, Ria forwarded it to me. When did this happen? It’s