The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

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Right this way miss,” Margo uttered while guiding me through Sergio’s huge house. I try to memorize the curves and corners so I would not get lost on my way back.

It’s difficult when all rooms look the same. But I don’t dare utter my confusion to Margo.

She stopped beside a huge door, turning towards me as she wrenches it open. “Here you go,” She smiles politely and I’m grateful that not everyone is as vile as Sergio in this house.

“Thank you, Margo,” I thanked her with a smile of my own and entered the bathroom. I closed the door and leaned against it until I heard her fading footfalls.

When I was sure I was alone, I peeled myself away from the door and strut over to the wall mirror and the sink.

I looked at my reflection and sighed.

There’s worry in my gaze, buried deep but I can detect it.

The worry mounted when Lillian brought up the pregnancy. For a second there I forgot about it and one wrong move would have made everything crumble down.

I let out a breath through my parted lips. “Oh Sophie, what had you got yourself into?” I shook my head and opened the faucet.

I washed my hands, leaning over the sink to pour some water over my face. Closing the faucet, I lift my eyes up and they connect with my reflection.

I cannot make Sergio push me in a corner and boast his triumph of finally cracking the barriers I held around me.

I will not make him succeed in trying to push Aiden and I apart.

Patting my face with some tissue, I tossed it in the toilet bowl and flushed. Gawking at my reflection ‘one least time, I let out a strained breath and opened the door.

jerk slightly in surprise when my eyes land on Lillian leaning against

means to

“Sophie. How is Ashton?”

me. That glare she sent across the table straight at me when Aiden whispered in

and knew she had peeled off the

my arms under my chest,

well. Better.” I answered her

her eyes rolling up to the ceiling as she plasters on a thoughtful look. “Yes,

was sweet but I could sense the hostility swimming at the bottom,

eyes, unpleased by her tactic to

a great fiance.” I aired in a sickly fake sweet voice that she caught right away because the chirpy sweet blonde was no longer hiding

short laugh, stepping forward.

eyes sending sharp daggers my way. “I remember how sweet he can be. He has always been this way, especially to me. You

so sad that your father didn’t get to experience what a joy it is to plan a wedding. I am

Serves the bitch right for trying to feed more

I always get what I want,”

know how awful you might have felt when you read it. The media can be such a bitch sometimes.” She rolled her eyes,

What post

my confusion because she was quick to elaborate

I relationship,” She shrugged, tucking her hair behind her

I stare at her. Aiden hadn’t mentioned

playing me out to be the

touching my arm gently. “But don’t worry, the article was magically taken down quickly. I mean, I’m sure millions of people had read it before it was taken down,

touch, my eyes dropping to the

across the floor as I try to not feel so nauseous. I can only imagine what people thought of me now. What they wrote, the