The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

Sergio’s hand land on his chest, he takes a step back and whines. “Oh that just stabbed me right in the heart Sophie.”

The smirk reformed on his mouth, a colder look gracing his face. He looked like those villains in movies and he was not far from the description. If anything I think I described him perfectly, he was after all, the villain in my story.

He chuckled dryly and brought the cigar to his mouth. He took in a puff and let it out slowly while eyeing me across the room.

“I didn’t think you’d have a single rude bone in your body Sophie. Never took you for what do they call those things again….” He drawled as he struts to his desk and chair and plop down smoothly.

I glared at him, fisting my hands at my sides. I’m tempted to storm his way and smack him right in the face.

His smirk widened as he lounged back. “Oh I remember the word now,”

“A bitch.” He stated chuckling with humor.

I did not find it funny, but I didn’t care to waste my breath by arguing with him.

I only came here for one thing, and one thing only.

To get Christopher Muralo’s address and get Aiden out of jail soon.

I took a step forward. “You know what I came here for Harrington. Give me his address.”

Topanow

Sergio raised a brow, arching it in a way that was mocking. “Who are we talking about here? Who’s address do you want? Who is ‘he’?”

Was he seriously pretending like he hadn’t heard me the first time?

My eyes narrowed. “You know Sergio, I don’t get it. You act like you hate me, yet, you continue to do something to get under my skin. You know, my mom once told me, those who secretly like you, pretend to hate you.”

He looks surprised for a second but then his expression changed.

He snorted. “When did she tell you that? Right before she died?”

grew

Didn’t think I’d find out about you Sophie Bell? Your past?

stepped forward. “If you

hand. “I don’t hurt

jaw hurts as I clench it brutally.

caused an innocent death,”

freezing, my heart throbbing with both pain and fear of where

Poor innocent

I spat, my hands fisting and ready to slam into bones and skin.

instead of shutting up, he

bigger fool now. Someone smart would not make the same mistake twice. Hell,

towards him, anger leading my

side of him,

hard. I willed myself to not jump or back away

He’s not fazed.

stressed on the word righted and wrong, peering at me such coldly

stressed on the words fixed and

at me. “He should be on his knees right now. Thanking me for making him

whore who couldn’t keep her legs shut trapped him in something

I was holding back. It was burning me all the way

kind of God.” I

responded with a careless shrug and walked around the

around, now facing him and only inches away from the cold man who stood before

and you’ll never be. You’re evil to the core. Rotten. You must have

I had successfully gotten

your family in the fire only to have a special place waiting for

anger and I inwardly gloat. It felt nice to get

then it didn’t last long, his features turned, surprise removed

me why you’re in my house?” He asked

looked around his study. Spotless clean like the rest of his house. There were no photographs of his family. Nothing. Nada. I realized how truly lonely this

me feel bad for

this.” I uttered while bringing my

his mouth. I beat