The Girl He Craves

Lillian’s pov

I wait for Christopher to drive off before stepping out of the house.

It was late.

And probably way passed that old man’s bedtime. But I had a mission to accomplish.

And the mission was to get Aiden to marry me.

I got into my car and drove off.

Christopher didn’t need to know what I had planned, neither did dad.

I’ll tell them if everything goes as planned.

When I got to Sergio’s place, I pulled up beside the house. The guards stationed at the entrance let me in after a lot of begging on my part.

Apparently Sergio told them to let me in.

I sighed, pushing my hair behind my ears. I opened the compartment and took the small silver object.

Pressing my lips together, I push the

knife in my bag and got out of the car.

I knocked on the door and this time Sergio was the one who opened up for me and not his maid.

“Mr. Harrington.”

“What are you doing here so late Lillian? Does your brother know you’re here?” Sergio’s brows pinched as he let me in.

I shook my head and gave him a polite smile. “No. I came to speak to you Mr. Harrington. My brother and I acted a bit out of order earlier. We were angry. I came here to apologize. I wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight if I didn’t. ”

He nods stiffly. This was the first time I saw the old geezer without a suit and tie. He was dressed in his pajamas.

for some coffee?” He asked as he gestured me to the

smiled and nod.

me glaring

said this man was stubborn as a

I didn’t want one

around?” I asked as I

stay the night here. I rather be alone.” He

known you since when you were little. If you were anyone else, I wouldn’t make you enter my premises at this

Mr. Harrington. I really didn’t mean to come

been getting much

“Why are you here Lillian? If

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

me off and

with me now, only the kitchen island separating

This sick obsession you have with Aiden. It will only make you do things you’ll regret. You need to let him go, Lillian. This

his as if he had

meant to be. Sophie’s just a stupid pillar in the way. You’ll see, he’ll

obsession you have with my grandson is. I fed you more hope. And I’m sorry for

pity stare made my skin crawl and fueled my fury. “He will never love you. He loves her. Don’t try to fight your way between them Lillian. You’ll be the one to get hurt. A love like

my teeth scowling at the old fart as I reach for my bag. “What do you know about love, you

head pushing me to that edge. That dangerous

you tonight so I could try to talk some sense into you without your

at him and whipped around.

coffee.” I sneered,

just said. I don’t want to see you be disappointed when he continues

the sound of his footfalls nearing and clutched

up and when he’s close enough,

of his painful gasp as the edge of the sharp silver blade puncture through

his face quickly