The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves By Demiah13 Chapter 184

Aiden’s pov

I rest my head on my palm while my fingers brush her soft hair off her face.

I stared at her. My heart throbbing.

“I love you so much my Soph. And I’ll keep telling you that every single day for the rest of our lives.” I whispered while my fingers trace along her cheeks delicately.

She shifts closer to me in her sleep, a soft sigh leaving her lips.

I smiled.

How did I get so lucky?

How did I manage to still get her after all the shit I did?

God. I can’t thank you enough. And I can’t thank her enough for giving me a second chance.

“I promise we’ll get our happy ending Sophie. That’s the least I could do to make up for waiting for me for so long.” I murmured and leaned over to plant a soft chaste kiss on her cheeks.

I took in a whiff of her. Memorizing her scent tonight. She smelt yummy, addictive. Gosh if she wasn’t tired and already asleep……

My phone makes a soft ping sound on the dresser.

I pulled away from her and turned around to pick it up.

It’s the text I’ve been waiting for from my private investigator:

He sent me whole lot of pictures. Pictures that made me want to hurl.

I shivered.

And to think I went there….

God.

This family is sick.

Did the security

investigator: No. No one saw me.

Aiden: Good.

knew the

off

least I got the evidence I needed to take them down

media will have a field day

tonight is reserved for someone

you follow that

him. He just dropped off his sister a couple of minutes

over at Sophie. She was still fast asleep. I didn’t want to leave her tonight but I had to take

a better time to do

Good. Send me your

location I got out of bed. Putting

whatever it takes

won’t mess with

my clothes, I kissed her cheeks softly. She sighs, shifting closer to where I had been a few minutes ago. Her hand

place beside her. She wraps her arm

jealous of a pillow,

leaning down to kiss her cheek again. I couldn’t

the bed warm for me until I get back baby. I promise I’ll be back

are you

face my

with a mug

noticed he was

you doing here dad? Couldn’t

one shoulder into a shrug. “Your son sleeps like you, you know.” He chuckles and takes a sip of whatever was in

fact sleep like me. We tend to take up all the space in the bed and leave little for others. But with Sophie and

all three of us. Besides, I usually spoon Sophie while Ashton is

best sleeps of my life were with

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