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.

He asked as

smiled and nod. “Yes

the kitchen, me glaring at his

he would change his mind. My dad once said this man was stubborn as a bull. But at least I had to

harm. I didn’t want one little hair touched

maids around?” I asked as I looked around

stay the night here. I rather be alone.” He responded while making

away because I have known you since when you were little. If you were anyone else, I wouldn’t make you enter my

and placed my bag on the countertop. “I’m sorry Mr. Harrington. I really didn’t mean to come here to disturb

been getting much of

If this is about

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

cuts me off

face to face with me now, only the kitchen island

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

as if he had burnt me. It fucking

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

obsession you have with my grandson is.

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

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!

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

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

at him and

feel for your coffee.” I sneered, digging through

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

nearing and clutched the edge of the knife in my

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

sound of his painful gasp as the

eyes widen in shock, his face quickly turning

he was kicking himself for allowing me into his home. He