The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

“Mr. Harring-ton?” I stuttered, a bit baffled to see him

here.

I nervously looked at his stoic cold face, my insides freez- ing by the mere weight of it.

Gosh that man really doesn’t like me.

“Stuttering like an idiot. Are you going to let me in or gaze at me like an illiterate?” He said curtly with no emotion in his voice.

I blinked. And then blinked again.

I had an option to send him away for being rude to me and expect a good greeting in return.

But then I stupidly thought that maybe if I spoke to him nicely and acted nicely, perhaps maybe the old man would grow to like me and would support Aiden and I’s relationship.

But boy was I wrong….

I forced on a smile though it cracked with fakeness as I opened the door and ushered him to come in.

He looks around the living room area and his nose turned up as he took a step in.

“In here has an odd stench.” He said bluntly and closed the door behind him.

I looked at him a bit confused. “Oh, aren’t you inviting the two men to come in too?”

No. They’re my bodyguards, I don’t need them in here.” Sergio said, skimming his cold eyes over my figure.

His eyes stopped on Ashton who was busy playing with the rose in his hand. Sergio looked displeased.

“The child didn’t go to school.” His tone held a scowl and his face tightened.

I smiled awkwardly, the coldness in his tone and gaze get- ting to me a little. “No. The teacher suggested that we leave him home for a few days to get a hundred percent.”

Sergio nods, his lips curling and he glared at me.

“Sorry to come on such a short notice.”

He didn’t sound sorry at all. Especially with the way he looked at me in disgust.

Still, my foster mother taught me to respect my elders, so I answered him without hostility, very opposite of how he spoke to me. “No that’s fine. Though I will let you know that Aiden isn’t here, he went to the office.”

Sergio nose turned up in a snotty way. “That’s fine, I didn’t come for Aiden.”

as my brows furrowed

glaring at the

possible, his stare

seconds.

breakfast Mr. Harrington. I am truly sorry for

on me and daggered me with irritation and held back

reminded of what hap- pened

and looked away from him awkwardly and a bit

I held Ash in my arms. There was no way I could fight

place but it was clear Sergio hated me. A powerful man like

I was alone.

lips curved into a smirk when he got the reaction he wanted.

as my grandson….” He trailed off and looked around the room

the blood drained from

two and two together quickly. I

my grandson overdid himself. How

He asked in

said softly

of the shorts I thankfully placed on

to answer it, not

do if I

grew cold and he pushes his hands

instructed, nudging his head

out my phone. My heart leapt when I

“It’s Aiden.” I whispered.

don’t mention that I’m here.” Sergio

steely.

me with no emotion. How can a man be so cold? He was

how Aiden had been.

“Why?” I asked softly.

to tell Aiden that he was

at such

brow lifted. “You are in no position to ask me such questions orphan.” He

robbing me of my breath for a lit- tle

truth? Why are you surprised that I

again, pulling me out of my frozen

phone. I know you’re not the brightest but surely you can

at Ash who was still playing with the rose, oblivious to the tension around

Sergio, I didn’t want to act tough now when my son was in my