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.

you care for some coffee?” He asked as he

smiled and nod. “Yes

to the kitchen,

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

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

around?” I asked as I looked

be alone.” He responded while

known you since when you were little. If you were anyone else,

countertop. “I’m sorry Mr. Harrington. I really didn’t mean to come here to disturb

been getting

eyes on me intently. “Why are you here Lillian? If this is

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

off and takes a step

to face with me now, only the kitchen island separating

have with Aiden. It will only make you do things you’ll regret. You need to let him

pulled my hand out under his as if he had

are meant to be. Sophie’s just a stupid pillar in the way.

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

will never love you. He loves her. Don’t try to

scowling at the old fart as I reach for my bag. “What do you know about love, you old geezer? You’ve never been in love! You don’t know anything! Aiden

head pushing

accepted you tonight so I could try to talk

him and

for your coffee.” I sneered,

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

hear the sound of his footfalls nearing and clutched the edge of the

and when he’s close enough,

painful gasp as the edge of the sharp

eyes widen in shock, his

bet he was kicking himself for allowing me