The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

I shouldn’t have come here…..

Aiden’s eyes are set on me, unwavering as he unbuttons his shirt slowly. My fingers curl into fists at my sides as I felt the tingling urge to be the one to remove his shirt.

My eyes drink in every ripple of his taut muscle and I swallowed. This was very unprofessional but so was tugging him into an elevator.

I wasn’t thinking then, and clearly, I wasn’t thinking properly now too. Not with his upper half naked.

Aiden places his white button-down shirt on his desk and leaned on his desk while looking at me with a raised brow.

He looked like a model.

“Aren’t you going to come closer to check for those injuries miss….” He drawled in a heavy husky tone as he waits for me to say my name.

I flinched. Did he really not remember me?

I feel nauseous as I uttered. “Sophie Bell.”

His eyes don’t flicker with recognition when my name rolls off my tongue in disappointment. He was either really good at hiding his real emotions or Aiden had forgotten all about me.

Why did I want to cry?

Why did I want to wail and ask him why he couldn’t remember me?

Why was this hurting so much?

Because you still love him, Sophie. After all these years, after all that happened with Carson you’re still madly in love with Aiden Xavier. My mind reminded me.

Aiden nods and motioned me to come forward with his index finger.

Despite my disappointment and sadness of him practically forgetting about me entirely, I felt desire swirl in my lower regions. There was a heat there that was building up slowly.

My feet move on their own and I’m before Aiden in a few nerve-wracking seconds.

His scent is stronger here and I’m more aware of the tingling in my pussy by me just standing close to him

“Did you not come here to look for injuries?” Aiden suddenly asked with a heavy thick tone that bounced off the walls of the office and made my insides melt.

God Aiden, after all those years, you still manage to affect me without trying much.

gnawing on my

raised a brow and tilted his head. “Then why are you not looking?” I could

yes, sorry Mr. Xavier.” My eyes fall to his chest and I can’t help

high school, we were never completely bare. This was the first time

red irritated skin, my concern overpowered that desire and I completely forgot that he was the Ceo of the company

touch his irritated skin. I noticed how completely still

the irritated skin.” I rushed out and turned around

the

peels his hands off me so quickly that one would think I had burnt him. His action had my heart squeezing painfully and despite how cold he was treating me,

are dark, stormy, and blue. They’re setting me on fire

still keeping his stormy gaze on me. I squirmed at the intensity. It almost feels as though he was

wet cloth.” He ends the call as abruptly as he

any

before Noel comes fushing in, panting and all. Her face was

course Aiden seems to not care about her flustered face and demands her to bring the wet

He nudges his chin a little toward me and I’m met with the

burying

damp cloth in my hand not too kindly and looks

take it from here.” He said. She nodded barely and

me in the room again,

I realized I should be the one to buy that ointment for him since it

and his stare is unnerving.

his irritated skin. “I’m really sorry about this Mr. Xavier.” I winced. My luck today had

you were so close to me,” I said quietly as I looked at his irritated

blue gaze only brought on memories of the past and he made

Miss Bell, you were too busy flirting with your colleague to notice that you were obstructing the way.” He said coldly with a sharp

I do recall, I was far from blocking

and almost instantly regretted it when his cold eyes froze

I stuttered out. “I wa-s

trying to come up with

I had to make a fool out of myself in the Ceo’s

were not?” Aiden cocked one of his well groomed brows and his blue eyes pierced through mine hotly. My heart leaps, because

thighs throbbed and I am aware of the sleek heat traveling down

nipples bud as his fingers brushed against my hand that held the cool damp cloth/rag on his chest.

the tip of his nose nearly brushes against mine. I could feel the hot breath fanning from his parted lips on

What was happening?