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.

land on Lillian

of the room, in means to avoid

“Sophie. How is Ashton?”

she was trying to converse with me when we both knew she didn’t like me. That glare she sent across the table straight at me when Aiden whispered in my ear told me all I

her heels and knew

my arms under my chest,

doing well. Better.” I answered

to the ceiling as she plasters on a thoughtful look. “Yes,

sense the hostility swimming at the bottom, struggling to stay clear

unpleased by her

I aired in a sickly fake sweet voice that she caught right away because the chirpy sweet blonde was no

out a fake short laugh, stepping forward. “Is that

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

giggle. “Well then that’s too bad things didn’t work out that way. It must be so sad that your father

pleasing me that I got on her nerves. Serves the bitch right for trying

my favor and I always get what I want,” She then fakes a smile,

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

furrowed. What post is she

she

the homewrecker in Aiden’s and I relationship,” She shrugged, tucking her hair

stare at her. Aiden hadn’t mentioned an article. Nor had I seen such an

want to vomit. The media was playing

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, it was published

wrenched my arm away from her touch, my eyes dropping to the floor. I need some

my eyes darting across the floor as I try to not feel so nauseous. I can only imagine what