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 cold.

about you Sophie Bell? Your

stepped forward. “If you do anything to them-

careless hand. “I

jaw hurts as I

someone who caused an innocent

both

placed behind bars. Poor

you dare say anything about him!” I spat, my hands fisting and ready to slam into bones and

shutting up, he

not make the same mistake twice. Hell, anyone would not

anger leading my way.

got up swiftly when I’m on the opposite side of him, the only thing separating us

I willed myself to not jump or back away

He’s not fazed.

righted your wrongs.” He stressed on the word righted and wrong, peering at me such coldly that I

Again he stressed on the words fixed and broke.

should be on his knees right now. Thanking me

a lowly peasant whore who couldn’t keep her legs

the anger I was holding back. It was burning me all the way to the core of

kind of

with a careless shrug and

around, now facing him and only inches away from the cold

the core.

that I

Pushing your family in the fire only to have

eyes darken with anger and I inwardly gloat. It felt nice to get under

removed from his eyes and the

my house?” He asked through tight lips, a frown

no photographs of his

made me feel bad for him. Key word being almost.

I uttered while bringing

opened his mouth. I