The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

The old man, who now I know was Aiden’s grandfather, swirled in his chair so he can get a better look at me.

His eyes are cold. Dead. And annoyed.

Aiden’s words had rendered me speechless so much so that I had completely turned a blind eye to the two bulky men standing in the far corner.

Must be Aiden’s grandfather’s bodyguards.

They stood with their hands tightly clamped together at their front, their posture stock.

I looked at Aiden, muted, confused, and stunned.

Did I really hear him right?

Did he just call me his fiance?

My fingers clutching the door handle tremble.

I have no idea what to say. How to react.

I’m lost.

“A fiance with no ring?” Aiden’s grandfather grumbles tightly, eyes sweeping down to stare at my hand.

My hand that’s bared of any ring.

My heart slams. Maybe this wasn’t a dream. Maybe this was actually happening and Aiden had just called me his fi-

ance.

“I’m still searching for that perfect ring. My woman de- serves the best after all.” Aiden answers bluntly and walks around his desk and approaches me with a look that told me to play along.

But what the hell was he playing at?

Aiden comes to stand beside me, his arm rooting around my waist. “Sergio meet Sophie, my fiance, Sophie meet Ser- gio, my grandfather and chairman of Harrington.co.”

My eyes widen.

Chairman!

grip around my waist gets more firm, as if warn- ng

unsure if I really wanted to play this game or

chairman of Harrington.co,

to lie

squeezed me closer, another

on his ace, but his grandson

was forced into a small box, unsure of how I’ll get

in warning, low

hear.

over to the side of his face. He’s wearing a grin

reason, he

I sighed.

This was trouble.

back to Sergio, smiling faintly. “Nice to meet you Mr.

not my son, his mother is my daughter. Hence, he doesn’t

reddened. Embarrassed

so so-rry Mr. Harring-ton. Please forgive my mis- take.”

to Aiden and he asked tightly.

low me whole. I made

arms tighten around my waist like steel as he an- swers Sergio with

intelligent woman and would be

that we were playing a role. And that

his eyes showing that

it was my stiff posture as Aiden kept me close. You couldn’t blame me, Aiden being close to

want to feel these things with an au- dience, one being his grandfather in the

my face and I can almost see

under his stare, feeling violated by the furious displeasure and disgust swimming

engaged?” His eyes swang over

was twenty questions about my relationship,”

feel the

he regarded Aiden with a

have I gotten

Don’t you think I deserve to know when my

hear the gritting of Aiden’s teeth as he answered. “I only got engaged

not look convinced. In fact he looked like Aiden’s words had left a