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.

to force her out of my mind. No matter how long and how many women it would take to

Sophie Bell forgot

not even bothering to call me when I was locked up for an

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

open and I walked

at her desk, her red lipstick is one of the first

do. I’ll finally put her to

quickly and her eyes hold that glint of desire in

away. She’s quick to stand up and follow behind me like a

on her knees for me, I’d

Bernard’s pov

of in confusion. He sure looked flustered and a bit uncomfortable before storming

“Saw Mr. Xavier storming out.

desk. “Not that I know of. He looked already

talking about.

is always pissed off,” Alice

She’s very hardworking and can

job. Alice utta

lot. Almost the exact replica. They could even

my desk, almost buried

at a resort, not knowing that it would be

was five years

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

held dear even though the girl wasn’t my

“She does, doesn’t

was your long-lost daughter you never

daughter. And even conceiving her with my wife

love those.” | squealed lowly as

dance around

utes. But maybe that was because I asked for directions from the receptionist who didn’t seem to be

desserts knowing I’d have to

really

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

when they showcase all those

forced myself to walk away from the pleasant aroma and even

to be

and chair, smiling awkwardly when some work ers who were eating

me today? Sure I was a new face here,

wasn’t the little flyaway

I have something on

me gawking at the endless sweets and

my gaze away from

their stares didn’t trouble me like the one I felt on my back earlier before entering the elevator. No, that stare was different than these, I could feel

brushed on my skin quickly when that

reacted to

that person was

scowling at myself inwardly. I was stupid to even

jail for

Sophie’s pov

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

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

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

was starting to see

hear that Mary….I’m going to get rid of you.” My hand patted the mustard color hood as I made my way to the driver’s

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

was crazy to stand in the

.

were showering me with

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

the screech, I put my seatbelt

Harrington.co.

help

thought I’d ever be one

in

like this. Not when I