The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

I can’t believe my towel saw fit to embarrass me in front of Aiden and my son. And sure my son hadn’t seen it because he was preoccupied with the small orange ball.

But Aiden had seen everything, every inch of my wet exposed skin. He also saw my tight nipples because I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I wanted to ride him when I saw the pure happiness on his face when he recited what Ashton called him.

There was nothing more attractive than seeing him happy because Ashton called him ‘dada’.

But then my towel had to spoil it by unraveling and embarrassing me.

I quickly scramble around, trying to wrap it back around my naked wet flesh.

Aiden’s eyes are still on my breasts even though they’re now covered. A buzzer goes off and suddenly he stiffens.

His jaw clenched.

“Sergio must be here already,” Aiden said stiffly, removing his eyes off my breasts and me entirely.

My eyes widen and panic starts to kick in. I’m sure to keep it inwardly and not have Aiden realize that I was nearing a panic attack.

The buzzer goes off again Aiden rolls his eyes. “That man can never be patient.”

He looks over at me, sweeping his gaze over my form and then mumbled. “I’ll meet him by the door, you get ready.”

I blushed furiously under the weight of his gaze and nod.

He leaves with Ashton in his arms and I quickly went over to lock the door so I could get ready without having the fear of anyone barging in unannounced.

I let my wet hair down and dressed in that pretty red floral dress I brought. I looked at myself one last time in the mirror and left to greet Sergio.

My hands are wringing together nervously as I hear their voices.

Sergio is talking in that animated tone to Ashton and Aiden is answering all the questions that are thrown at him.

your lovely fiance?” Sergio questioned as

even more nervous hearing the fake curiosity in his voice. He didn’t care to know about

“She’s-

entering the living room area

away

my greeting and pretended to be interested

out for him, clutching

father,”

tone.

Aiden’s jaw tightened.

Sergio.” He bit out, looking at Sergio so coldly that I’m stunned he

cautiously, hoping they won’t argue

from Ashton’s face and he looks over at me, eyes with

soon to be mother of two. How are you dear?” His eyes drop to my stomach as he stretched on the

the resentment in the

distance between us. “I’m fine Mr. Harrington. Hope you had a blessed morning?” I asked, outstretching my hands out when I’m a few breaths distance away

at the bottom of his shoes. Seconds later his hand captures mine but only for a brush of a second and lets me

side awkwardly, pinching the material of my

on his fancy

chuckle. “You two have

at his words and perhaps sensing my awkwardness, Aiden loops his arm around my waist and pulls me

a sit and stop interrogating Sophie,” Aiden suggested

and nodded. He turns around and looks around. His hand suddenly goes to his stomach. “I came all the way here, so early, and expected breakfast from my soon to be

me want to run and hide behind the couch. Which was silly considering I was a big girl now and shouldn’t

most powerful men in New York and probably the whole

down on the sectional sofa, crossing one leg

and make some breakfast for this old man. “He shifts the tie around his neck and looks at me with a glare that said I was his least favorite

my aid. “Sophie

illiterate.” Sergio cuts in before Aiden