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.

coffee?” He asked as he gestured

and nod.

strut to the kitchen, me

his mind. My dad once said this man

cause Aiden harm. I didn’t want one little hair touched on

around?” I asked as I looked around the empty

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

If you were anyone else, I wouldn’t make you enter

Mr. Harrington. I really

I haven’t been

If this

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

me off and takes a

with me now, only

reaches out for my hand and squeezes it. “This path. This sick path. This sick obsession you have with Aiden. It will only make you do things

pulled my hand out under his as if he

stupid pillar in the way. You’ll see, he’ll toss her aside soon. He’ll marry me,

my grandson is.

never love you. He loves her. Don’t try to fight your way

“What do you know about love, you old geezer? You’ve never been in love!

my head pushing me to

do know what love is. And it’s not what you’re feeling for him, Lillian. I only accepted you tonight so I could try to talk some sense

him and

your coffee.” I sneered,

walk you to the door. I hope you’ll think about what I just said. I don’t want to

hear the sound of his footfalls nearing and

when he’s close

as the edge of the sharp silver blade

shock, his face quickly turning

for allowing