Chapter 35

Aiden’s pov

Something was very familiar with this woman. The way her bottom was shaped. The way she stood.

I stumbled out of the elevator when a thought slammed into my head.

No, it can’t be her.

What would Sophie Bell be doing in New York? Especially at Harrington.co?

She was probably sitting in her dorm room in college, talking to her roommate about weird shit.

This woman wasn’t Sophie. She couldn’t possibly be her.

Besides Sophie had brown chocolate hair and she had less hips. Though those legs were long just like hers…..

I shake my head while watching the woman enter the elevator. When the doors close behind her, I’m convinced that I was going mad.

Was I still so obsessed with Sophie that I was now thinking a stranger was her?

| grunt and decided to forget about this mysterious woman. She was no one, she was not Sophie. And if she was, I wouldn’t care anyway.

Sophie Bell has been dead to me for three years.

I stormed my to Bernard’s office, frustrated that I even thought this woman was Sophie.

“Mr. Xavier,” Bernard’s secretary, Alice rose from her seat. She looks shocked to see me, or perhaps it was the invisible steam coming out of my ears that had her so stunned.

I ignored her and went straight for Bernard’s office without knocking.

As soon as I enter. I’m hit with a familiar scent. It was a floral scent, but the scent was very faint. It reminded me of…..her.

What. The. Fuck.

I shook my head. I was really going mad today.

Bernard lifts his head from the mess of paperwork on his desk. He raised a brow. Of all my employees, Bernard was the only one who didn’t cower under my cold stare. I could give the old man props for that.

“Aiden

I glared at him and he stops. He knows how much I hate when he calls me by my given name. That name was only supposed to slip past the lips of those close to me.

Not because Bernard has been working for Harrington.co and was a trusted employee as

Sergio has mentioned, meant we were close.

“Mr. Xavier. What do I owe the pleasure

” Here are the reports I want you to look into.” I slam the file on his desk, frustrated that the light floral scent was still troubling my nose.

“Mr. Xavier

“Have them done by tomorrow.” Usually, I would have a more than five minute talk with him about the finances concerning the company, but I found myself itching to get out of the room and away from that scent.

I stormed out of his office.

“Mr. Xavier,” Alice nods when I stormed by. I don’t acknowledge her, needing to get out of where quickly

When I entered the elevator and pushed in my floor number, 38, I sighed in relief.

LE

As soon as the doors slide back close, I could finally breathe. But the frustration was still there.

Sophie Bell.

It was clear she was still haunting my mind to this day.

Igroaned. I slept with so many willing women to forget about her and it takes one mysteri ous woman that reminded me of her to have my entire composure crumbling at my feet.

I felt like that same high school boy who was so obsessed and in love with her that I’d do anything.

I was no longer that boy. I refuse to be that ‘boy’ again.

mind. No matter how long and how many women it

Sophie Bell

did, with not even bothering to call me when I was locked

when the thought slammed into my head. I didn’t want to think

dings open and I

desk, her red lipstick is one of the first

finally put

she hears me approaching, her gaze sweeps up quickly and her eyes hold that glint of desire

demanded and walked away. She’s quick to stand up and follow

she was desperate to get on her knees for me, I’d make her wishes come

Bernard’s pov

looked at the door Aiden had just stormed out of in confusion. He sure looked flustered and

second later and Alice enters. “Saw Mr. Xavier storming out. Is something wrong?” She asked

while reaching out for the file he placed on the desk. “Not

it’s the blue-eyed devil we’re talking about. It doesn’t take much to anger

is

you were right about Sophie. She’s very hardworking and can grasp anything

job. Alice utta

exact replica. They could

down at the photo frame on my desk, almost buried by

a photo of Mya, my dead daughter and my wife. We took that photo at a resort, not knowing that it would be the last time

five

two years ago brought back memories I shared with my daughter. It was like I was staring at my daughter

Sophie had become someone I held dear even though the girl

doesn’t

if she actually was your long-lost daughter you never knew

And even conceiving her with my wife was hard. I wasn’t a man who

| squealed lowly as I pushed small

around the

really hard to find the staff canteen and I was proud to say that I found it in five min utes. But maybe that was because I asked for directions from

endless desserts knowing I’d have to share with Mila and Ria when I

really start

on my bottom lip

I eat healthy when they showcase all those unhealthy

forced myself to walk away from the pleasant aroma and even more pleasant

refuse to

awkwardly when some work ers who were eating around a circular table turned to stare at

I was a new face here,

hoping it wasn’t the little

have something

they saw me gawking at

gaze

like the one I felt on my back earlier before entering the elevator. No, that stare was different than

brushed on my skin quickly when that per son’s eyes

reacted to

person

inwardly. I was stupid to even think that stare

in jail

Sophie’s pov

a good rest of the day Sophie!” Alice said and waved at me

just as a taxi pulled up beside

winced at the mustard col or that stood out. I had been meaning to give it a good paint job

now that I had a new job, I can finally just say screw it and buy a new car that wouldn’t stop on me

I smelled freedom. Hell, I was starting to see through those rose colored

rid of you.” My hand patted the mustard color hood as I made

droplet on my cheek, I lift my head to the sky. I closed my eyes and smiled as the rain belt over me. I even removed that tight bun in my hair and let my hair down. I was

stand in the rain. But right now

.

showering me

getting a bit see through. There was no way I’d have

a bit by the screech, I put my

Harrington.co.

couldn’t help

ever be one of the employees working

in on

like this. Not when I didn’t have the qualifica tions for it or anything close to

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