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

and nod. “Yes

the kitchen,

mind. My dad once said this man was stubborn

didn’t want one little

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

here. I rather be alone.” He responded while making

known you since when you were little. If you were anyone else, I wouldn’t make you enter my premises at

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

snorted. “Sleep? I haven’t been getting much

are you here Lillian? If this is about Aiden. It’s

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

me off and takes a

me now, only the kitchen

This sick obsession you have with Aiden. It will only make you do things you’ll regret. You need to let him

as if he had burnt me. It fucking

I are meant to be. Sophie’s just a stupid pillar in the way. You’ll see, he’ll toss her aside soon. He’ll marry me,

with my

skin crawl and fueled my fury. “He will never love you. He loves her. Don’t try to fight your way

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

head pounded, a voice in my head pushing me to

I only accepted you tonight so I could try to talk some sense into

at him and whipped

coffee.” I sneered, digging

think about what I just said. I don’t want

can hear the sound of his footfalls nearing and clutched the edge of the knife in my

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

his painful gasp as the

in shock, his face quickly turning

for allowing