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!

my waist gets more firm, as if warn- ng me to not

wanted to play this game

of

I really want to lie

me closer, another

on his ace, but his

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

grits lowly in warning, low for me alone

hear.

to the side of his face. He’s wearing a grin on his handsome face but I was not fooled

and for whatever reason, he need- ed

I sighed.

This was trouble.

smiling faintly. “Nice to meet you

fa- ther is not my son, his mother

Embarrassed beyond

so-rry Mr. Harring-ton. Please forgive my

eyes sweep over to Aiden and he asked tightly. “Does your fiance have a speech

up and swal- low me

tighten around my waist like steel as he an- swers

intelligent woman and would be your

then I remembered that we were playing a role. And that role made him commit

the both of us, his eyes showing that he did not

posture as Aiden kept me close. You couldn’t blame me, Aiden being close to me did things to

surely I did not want to feel these things with an au- dience, one being his

almost see all those bad things he thought

feeling violated by the furious displeasure and

get engaged?” His eyes swang over to

did not know this was twenty questions about my relationship,”

feel the irritation rolling

regarded Aiden with a cool

have I gotten

you think I deserve to know when

of Aiden’s teeth as he answered. “I only got engaged last night.

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