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.

some coffee?” He asked

smiled and

the kitchen, me glaring at

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

Christopher’s way might cause Aiden harm. I didn’t

maids around?” I asked as

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

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

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

been getting

here Lillian? If this is about Aiden. It’s still a no. I won’t change

My hands fists.

“Mr. Harrington-.

off and

face with me now, only the kitchen island

sick obsession you have with Aiden. It will only make you do things you’ll regret. You

hand out under his as if he had burnt me. It fucking

Sophie’s just a stupid pillar in the way. You’ll see, he’ll toss

obsession you have with my grandson is. I fed

made my skin crawl and fueled my fury. “He will never love you. He loves her. Don’t

you know about love, you old geezer? You’ve never

pounded, a voice in my head

his head sadly. “I 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 talk some sense into you without your brother breathing down your neck. You need to seek help,

glared at him and

your coffee.” I sneered, digging through

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

footfalls nearing and clutched the edge of the

and when he’s

gasp as the

eyes widen in shock, his face

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