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

tilted his head. “Then why are you not looking?” I could see the way his lips tried to quirk up and my stomach

Xavier.” My eyes fall to his chest and I

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

concern overpowered that desire and I completely

irritated skin. I noticed how completely still he got as soon as my

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

the wet cloth.”

his hands off me so quickly that one would think I had burnt him.

dark, stormy, and blue. They’re setting me on fire without

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

the call as abruptly as he

him just staring at me without any flickering emotion and me squirming and having

panting and all. Her face was red and she looked like she was on the

her flustered face and demands her to

a little toward me and I’m met with the annoyed

you,” I thanked her even though she was currently burying me

looks over at Aiden. Completely ignoring

from here.” He said.

the room again, I nervously smiled. “This should cool

for that.” | winced when I realized I should be the one to buy that ointment for him since it was me who caused

stare

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

were so close to me,” I said quietly as I looked at his irritated skin and refuse to look into his stormy

past and he made it clear that he

course you hadn’t Miss Bell, you were too busy flirting with your colleague to notice that you were obstructing the way.” He said coldly

way? If I do recall, I was

it when

gaze again, I stuttered

I on the other hand was trying to come up with a way to

make a fool out of myself in the

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

I am aware of the sleek heat traveling down to drench

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

nearly brushes against mine. I could feel the hot breath fanning from his

What was happening?