The Girl He Craves

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.

how long and how many women it would take to forget

was sure Sophie Bell

not even bothering to call me when I was

gritted my teeth harshly when the thought slammed into my head. I didn’t want to think about her any longer. Didn’t even want to care

dings open and

desk, her red lipstick is one of the first

do. I’ll finally put her to

approaching, her gaze sweeps up quickly

and walked away. She’s quick to

on her knees for me, I’d make her wishes come true

Bernard’s pov

door Aiden had just stormed out of in confusion. He sure looked flustered and a bit uncomfortable before

a second later and Alice enters. “Saw Mr. Xavier storming out. Is something

head while reaching out for the file he placed on the desk. “Not that I know of. He looked already pissed

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

Mr. Xavier is always

Sophie. She’s very hardworking and can grasp anything quickly. She’s the right fit

job. Alice utta

resembles your daughter a lot. Almost the exact replica.

frame on my desk,

dead daughter and my wife. We took that photo at a resort, not knowing that it would be the last time our daughter would be living and breathing. She was only seventeen then and had her whole life

five

brought back memories I shared with my daughter. It was like I was staring at my daughter again, and seeing

then, Sophie had become someone I held dear even though the girl wasn’t

nodded, “She does, doesn’t she?

wouldn’t surprise me if she actually was your long-lost daughter you never knew about. Or at least a relative.”

one biological daughter. And even conceiving her with

as I pushed small chocolate

eyes dance around 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

have to share with Mila and

really start eating

licks a trail on my bottom lip when my eyes fall on a

all those unhealthy foods here? I moaned. This

myself to walk away from the pleasant aroma and even more pleasant looking food. I will

refuse to be

circular table and chair, smiling awkwardly when some work ers who were eating around a circular

was everyone staring at me today? Sure I was a new face here, but was one

my head, hoping it wasn’t the little flyaway

have something on

me gawking at the

gaze away from

my back earlier before entering the elevator.

lips as I remembered how tingles brushed on my skin quickly when that per son’s eyes

reacted to

that person

scowling at myself inwardly. I was stupid to even

jail

Sophie’s pov

the day Sophie!” Alice said and

I called out just

at the mustard col or that stood out. I had been meaning to

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

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

of you.” My hand patted

to the sky. I closed my eyes and smiled as the rain belt

I was crazy to stand in the rain. But right

.

were showering me

entered the car when my white blouse was getting a bit see through. There was no way I’d have anyone see the red bra I have

a bit by the screech, I put my seatbelt on and

Harrington.co.

couldn’t help

ever be one of

in

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