The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

“You should think this through. I don’t think Mr. Xavier would like that you’re here.” Mitch warned, head tilting in a way to look at the huge building.

I don’t respond, only chewed on my lips in thought.

I was doing this not only for Aiden but for our son. He looked scared when they took his father away. No child should have to witness that.

“It’s fine Mitch. Wait for me here, I’ll be back soon.” I let out a breath and stepped out of the vehicle.

I walked into the hotel and went straight to the front desk. I asked the receptionist for Christopher’s room number and she took a few to search for his room number on the computer.

“Room 205. Fourth floor.”

I nod, smiling in thanks.

It only took a couple of minutes to reach his room thanks to the use of an elevator and the quickness of my legs.

When I stood before the door, a tickling urge to turn back around made me rethink my decision.

Aiden would be furious.

But on the other hand, what if this works? What if I do get Christopher to retract his complaint?

Aiden would be a free man and would be out of jail.

That alone made me push that unsettling urge at the back of my mind and go forward with my original plan.

The first time I saw Christopher he hadn’t seemed like a bad guy. It was obvious there was some bad blood between him and Aiden but there would be no reason for him to treat me bad.

I knocked on the door and waited for a response.

And then I knocked again when I hadn’t gotten any.

There’s shifting on the other side of the door before it is pried

open.

looks a bit surprised to see me. But

girl right?” He played the oblivious

eyes. “Yes. I came over to

“I’m not taking back my complaint

my bottom lip roughly to

didn’t know how I would make

brow raised and the smile grew on his face. His eyes flash with

going to make me sweetheart?” He questioned in amusement, chuckling

sneered and brushed past him and entered

turns around after closing the

inviting you in

to hear him say my name. I knew the bastard knew it and he was

myself in Mr. Muralo.” I said dryly, arching a brow and daring him

in response, a shake of

you invited yourself in another man’s hotel

Okay.

thought about the press. I was more focused on getting Aiden out of there and as soon

media didn’t quite flick in my

even though I didn’t know how to get an upper hand on Christopher and Sergio, I knew I had to

I questioned

just concerned. You know how the media always wrongly interpret stuff. I

compassion, no fucking emotion

as much bullshit as

don’t fucking call me

laughter. “Aiden had definitely taught his bitch well. What a filthy mouth you

bastard.”

to speak to the one who you need help from.” He drawled while taking

eyes gleamed nastily and alarm flashed in my

not

as I

His head tilt.

up there aren’t you?” He tapped his head. “Who walks into a strangers room on

eyes roam my figure. “I suppose I was

I continue to back away. But then a wall behind me stops

before I could push him away

body