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.

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

smiled and

to the kitchen, me

he would change his mind. My dad once said this man was

harm. I didn’t want one

maids around?” I asked as I looked around the empty

night here. I rather be alone.” He responded while making a beeline for the coffee

If you were anyone else, I wouldn’t make you enter my premises at this time of the

placed my bag on the countertop. “I’m sorry Mr.

been getting much of those.

his eyes on me intently. “Why are you here Lillian? If this is about Aiden. It’s still

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

me off and takes a step

now, only the

you have with Aiden. It will only

his as if he had burnt me. It fucking

in the way. You’ll see,

“I should’ve seen how far this obsession you have with my grandson is. I fed you more hope. And I’m sorry

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

fart as I reach for my bag. “What do you know about love, you

pounded, a voice in my head pushing me

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 into you without your brother breathing down your neck. You need to seek help,

him and whipped

for your coffee.” I sneered, digging

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

sound of his footfalls nearing and clutched

up and when he’s close enough, I

his painful gasp as the edge of the sharp silver

widen in shock,

kicking himself for allowing me