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.

continue to force her out of my mind. No matter how long

sure Sophie Bell forgot all about

call me when

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

open and I walked

desk, her red lipstick is

do. I’ll finally put her

her gaze sweeps up quickly

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

was desperate to get on her knees for

Bernard’s pov

of in confusion. He sure

enters. “Saw Mr. Xavier storming out. Is something wrong?” She asked in

file he placed on the desk. “Not that I know of. He looked already pissed off the moment he entered.” I

it’s the blue-eyed devil we’re talking about.

Xavier is

the way Bernard, you were right about Sophie. She’s very hardworking and can grasp anything quickly. She’s the right fit for

job. Alice utta

also resembles your daughter a lot. Almost the exact replica. They could even be mis

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

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

five years

day, two years ago brought back memories I shared with my daughter. It was like I

someone I held dear even though the

doesn’t

me if she actually was your long-lost daughter you never knew about. Or at least a relative.”

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

lowly as I pushed

eyes dance around the cute

was proud to say that I found it in five min utes. But maybe that was because I asked for directions from the receptionist who didn’t seem to be in a

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

should really

tongue licks a trail on my bottom lip

can I eat healthy when they showcase all those unhealthy

even

refuse to be

feet to an empty circular table and chair, smiling awkwardly when some work ers who were eating around a circular table turned to stare at

everyone staring at me today? Sure I was a new face here, but was one look not enough? Why won’t they look

the sides of my head, hoping it wasn’t

have something on

maybe they saw me gawking at the endless sweets and desserts seconds

gaze away from

on my back earlier before entering the elevator. No, that stare was different than these,

remembered how tingles brushed on my

ever only reacted to

that person was

scowling at myself inwardly. I was stupid to even think that stare belonged to

in jail

Sophie’s pov

said and waved at me before putting

Alice!” I called out just as

and walking over to my old car. I winced at the mustard col or that stood out. I had been meaning to give it a good paint job but

a new job, I can finally just say screw it and buy a new car that wouldn’t stop on me or refuse to start. And keep

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

you.” My hand patted the mustard color hood as 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 even tempted to

to stand in

.

heavens were showering me

getting a bit see through. There was

wincing a bit by the screech, I put my seatbelt on and then stared at the huge

Harrington.co.

couldn’t help

I’d ever be one of

let you in on a little

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