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.

of my mind. No matter how long and how

sure Sophie Bell

not even bothering to call me

gritted my teeth harshly when the thought slammed into my head. I didn’t want to

open and

desk, her red lipstick is one

do. I’ll finally

gaze sweeps up quickly and her eyes hold that glint of desire

She’s quick to stand

her knees for me, I’d

Bernard’s pov

of in confusion. He sure looked flustered and

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

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.

right, Mr. Xavier is always pissed

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

job. Alice utta

lot. Almost the exact replica. They could even be mis taken as

on my desk, almost buried by the

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

five years

in that diner that day, two years ago brought back memories I shared with my daughter.

held dear even though the girl wasn’t my biologi

does, doesn’t she?

long-lost daughter you never knew about. Or at least a relative.”

biological daughter. And even conceiving her with my wife

love those.” | squealed lowly as I pushed small chocolate cupcakes inside the foam

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

I’d have to share with Mila and Ria when

should really start eating

a trail on my bottom lip when my eyes fall on

how can I eat healthy when they showcase all those

even

to be

smiling awkwardly when some work ers who were eating around a

at me today? Sure I was a new face here,

head, hoping it wasn’t the little flyaway hairs pulling in their atten

something on my

maybe they saw me gawking at the

gaze

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

I remembered how tingles brushed on my

reacted to one

person was

myself inwardly. I was stupid

in jail for goodness

Sophie’s pov

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

too Alice!” I called out just as

car. I winced at the mustard col or that stood

screw it and buy a new car that wouldn’t stop on me or refuse to

Hell, I was starting to see through those rose

hand patted the

a little 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

to stand in the rain.

.

were showering

my white blouse was getting a bit see through. There was no way I’d have anyone see

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

Harrington.co.

help but

thought I’d ever be one of the employees

you in on a little

when I didn’t have the qualifica tions for