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.

you care for some coffee?” He asked as he gestured me to the

smiled and nod. “Yes

the kitchen, me glaring at

his mind. My dad once said this man was stubborn as a bull. But

Aiden harm. I didn’t want one little hair touched

around?” I asked as I looked around the empty

the night here. I rather be alone.” He responded while making a beeline for the coffee

If

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

I haven’t been getting much

turned around, his eyes on me intently. “Why are you here Lillian? If

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

me off and takes a

now, only the kitchen

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

as if he had burnt

the way. You’ll see,

have with my grandson is. I fed you more hope. And I’m sorry for that Lillian. But

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 be the

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 her!” I

in my head pushing

you’re feeling for him, Lillian. I only accepted you tonight so I could try to talk some sense into

him and

longer feel for your coffee.” I sneered, digging through my

I hope you’ll think about what I just said.

can hear the sound of his footfalls nearing and clutched the edge

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

the sound of his painful gasp as the edge of the sharp

in shock, his face

himself for allowing me into his home.