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

and

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 didn’t want

asked as I looked around the

here. I rather be alone.” He responded while

since when you were little. If

bag on the countertop. “I’m sorry Mr. Harrington. I

“Sleep? I haven’t been getting much of

here Lillian? If this is

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

me off and takes a

with me now, only

it. “This path. This sick path. This sick obsession you have with Aiden.

if he had burnt me. It

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

how far this obsession you have with my grandson is. I fed you more hope. And I’m sorry for that Lillian. But you must

my eyes. The 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 them Lillian. You’ll

love, you old geezer? You’ve never been in love! You don’t

my head pushing me

do. I do know what love is. And it’s not what you’re feeling for him, Lillian. I only accepted you tonight so I could try to

him and whipped

longer feel for your coffee.” I

you to the door. I hope you’ll think about what I just

the sound of his footfalls nearing and clutched the

and when he’s close enough, I fished out the

his painful gasp as the edge of the sharp

shock, his face quickly turning

himself for