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 and

I was sure Sophie

sure did, with not even bothering to call me when I was locked up for an entire

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

dings open and I

at her desk, her red lipstick is one

do. I’ll finally

quickly

She’s quick to stand up

she looked like she was desperate to get on her knees for me, I’d make

Bernard’s pov

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

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

out for the file he placed on the desk. “Not that I know of. He looked

then shrugged. “Honestly it’s the blue-eyed devil we’re talking about.

Mr. Xavier is always pissed

hardworking and can grasp anything quickly. She’s the right fit for the job.” Alice

job. Alice utta

exact replica. They could

photo frame on my desk, almost buried by the amount of

was 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 our daughter would be living and breathing. She was only

was five years

in that diner that day, two years ago brought back memories I shared with my daughter. It was like I was staring at

dear even though the

“She does, doesn’t she? The

daughter you never knew about. Or at least

conceiving her

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

have to share with

should really

on my bottom lip when my eyes fall on

eat healthy when they showcase all those unhealthy foods here? I moaned.

aroma and even more pleasant

refuse to be

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

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

of my head, hoping it wasn’t the little flyaway hairs pulling

I have something

at the endless sweets and desserts

tear my gaze

earlier before entering the elevator. No, that stare was different than these, I could feel

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

only reacted to one

person was

I was stupid to even think that stare

was in jail for

Sophie’s pov

of the day Sophie!” Alice said and waved at me before putting her hands out for a

I called out just as a taxi pulled up beside

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

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

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

of you.” My hand patted the

smiled as the rain belt over me. I even removed that tight bun in my hair and let my hair down.

to stand in the

.

showering me

through.

the screech, I put my seatbelt on and

Harrington.co.

help but

be

let you in on

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