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

looking?” I could see the way his lips tried to quirk up and my stomach knotted despite his

yes, sorry Mr. Xavier.” My eyes fall to his chest

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

and I completely forgot that

fingers touch his irritated skin. I noticed how completely still

The hot coffee must’ve caused this Mr. Xavier. I’m really truly sorry, I’ll go get a wet cloth to soothe the irritated skin.” I rushed out and turned around to actually

the wet cloth.” Aiden’s emotionless

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, I missed his

They’re setting

the desk while still keeping his stormy gaze on me. I squirmed

ends the

there in silence, him just staring at me without any flickering emotion and me squirming and having the urge

in, panting and all. Her face was red and she looked like

flustered face and demands her to bring the wet cloth

his chin a little toward me and I’m met

thanked her even though she was currently burying me

and looks over at Aiden. Completely ignoring my presence.”Do you need anything else, Mr.

it from here.” He said. She nodded barely and walked away with

and me in the room again, I nervously smiled. “This

| winced when I realized I should be the one to

quiet, observing, and his stare

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

as I looked at his irritated

gaze only brought on memories of the past and he made it clear that he had forgotten

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

If I do recall, I was far from blocking anyone’s

lift my gaze and almost instantly regretted it when his cold eyes froze me

I stuttered out. “I

other hand was trying to come up with a way to let him down

course, I had to make a fool out

and his blue eyes pierced through mine hotly. My heart leaps, because despite his cold gaze, there was warmth flickering underneath. Warm of

sleek heat traveling down to drench my panties. I was

that held the cool damp cloth/rag on his

head dipped and I held my breath when the tip of his nose nearly brushes against mine. I could feel the

What was happening?

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