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.

some coffee?” He asked as he gestured me

and nod. “Yes

kitchen,

this man

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

around?” I asked as I looked around

I rather be

have known you since when you were little. If you were anyone

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

“Sleep? I haven’t been getting much of those.

you here Lillian? If this is about Aiden. It’s still a no. I won’t change my

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

off and

face to face with me now,

reaches out for my hand and squeezes it. “This path. This sick path. This sick obsession you have with Aiden.

out under his as if he

Sophie’s just a stupid pillar in the

seen how far this obsession you have with my grandson is. I fed you

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

teeth 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!

head pounded, a voice in my head pushing me to that

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,

at him and whipped

your coffee.” I sneered, digging through

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

of his footfalls nearing and clutched the edge of the knife

down so he’d catch up and when he’s close enough, I

his painful gasp as the edge of the sharp

in shock, his face

for allowing me into his