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.

asked as

and nod. “Yes

strut to the kitchen, me glaring at his

his mind. My dad once said this man was stubborn as a bull. But

and Christopher’s way might cause Aiden harm. I didn’t want one

around?” I asked as I looked around the

be alone.” He responded while making

you since when you were little. If you

bag on the countertop. “I’m sorry Mr. Harrington. I really didn’t mean

been getting much of those. ”

intently. “Why are you here Lillian? If this is about Aiden.

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

cuts me off and takes a

now, only the kitchen island separating us.

This sick path. This sick obsession you have with Aiden. It will only make you do things you’ll regret. You need to

pulled my hand out under his as if he had burnt me. It fucking felt like

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

shook his head, his head dipping. “I should’ve seen how far this obsession you have with my grandson is. I fed you

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

know about love, you old geezer? You’ve never been in

head pounded, a voice in my head pushing me to

you tonight so I could try to talk some sense into

him and

your coffee.” I sneered, digging through my bag.

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

and clutched the edge of the knife in my hand.

he’s close

the edge of the sharp silver blade puncture through his

in shock, his face