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.

for some coffee?” He asked as he

and nod.

strut to the kitchen, me

this man

Aiden harm. I didn’t want

maids around?” I asked as I

be alone.” He responded while making a beeline for the

didn’t turn you away because I have known you since when you were little. If you were

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

“Sleep? I haven’t been

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

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

He cuts me off

to face with me now, only the kitchen island

This sick obsession you have with Aiden. It will only make you

out under his as if he had

a stupid pillar in the way. You’ll see, he’ll toss her aside soon. He’ll marry me, not

you have with my grandson is. I fed you

love you. He loves her. Don’t try

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 doesn’t love

head pounded, a voice in my head pushing me to that edge. That

is. And it’s not what you’re feeling for him, Lillian. I only accepted you tonight so I

at him and whipped

feel for your coffee.”

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

of his footfalls nearing and

he’d catch up and when he’s close enough, I fished out

of his painful gasp as the edge of the

widen in shock, his face

was kicking himself for allowing me into his home. He