The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

I’m whisking the eggs in the bowl when I heard Sergio converse with Aiden.

“Your fiance seems a bit tensed in my presence. If we are to be family, she needs to warm up a bit.”

Well of course I was tense! You were burying me with your glare.

I bit my tongue and tried to focus on the task at hand which was a bit difficult.

I could be wrong but I think I added way too much salt.

“She’s tense because you’re an old miserable man whose life mission is to destroy any form of happiness in your family. Why would she be warm and welcoming in the presence of the devil?” Aiden bit out and I can just hear that he was holding back because of Ashton.

I bit the inside of my lower lip, inwardly slapping my forehead. Aiden had really done it this time. Now the man would be furious.

But instead of being furious, Sergio chuckled and for the first time, it rang with emotion, amusement.

“Now grandson, that name is only for you, or so I’ve heard. Is it the blue-eyed devil our employees call you?” Sergio retorted

with amusement.

Aiden who I could see was seething all the way here, answered in a clipped tone. “What can I say, I learned from the best.”

Sergio nods. “Yes, your father.”

My heart pounds. Sergio had reached an all-time low and I feared there was nothing I can do to stop them from arguing

now.

anger and only managed to say bitterly. “My father is by far a better man than you’ll ever wish to be Sergio. Keep his

lift to mine and I can sense the irritation in his gaze when he noticed that I

quickly, feeling

had been secretly starting a family under their nose?” Sergio asked with a pinch of

hear Aiden’s response. We both

said with such honesty that you’d think he

he chuckled and regained his composure. “Oh, then I suppose I’m the only one who was left out in the dark…like usual. I perhaps would’ve stayed in the dark if

didn’t think you deserved to know

darkened and I trembled at the weight of it. Poor little Ash was oblivious to the tension swirling in the air and was busy playing with that small orange ball on his

I not your grandfather Aiden? Did I not deserve to know about such things?” He asked tightly and then dropped his stare on

other one on the way has your genes, the Harrighton

Ashton finally noticing the tension in his father’s body, tries to have his dad play with the

are you implying here Sergio?” Aiden asked tightly while trying to distract himself with

place. “I’m just saying that our genes aren’t hard to notice. I was not implying anything…unless, of course, there’s something you want

out to me. “How is it going over there, Sophie is it? Care to

already be so into

my gaze away, feeling hot with humiliation. “No that’s fine. I’ll just-” I stopped before I humiliate myself more and

looked a bit burnt and the entire penthouse smelt like it. I also tried to do pancakes and they came out a mess and some were not even cooked

bacon pieces that

a simple breakfast even though I

looks every time I yelped when the oil splashed and dotted on my skin. But I told him with my eyes that I was fine. Which I was,

poured some orange juice into a glass and placed the plates on the dining table.