Sophie’s pov

I stumble out of his hold. Well I try to.

Aiden’s grip on me is so tight that I don’t really move much.

It’s not tight to be brutal but tight to be considered firm.

He’s glaring down at me, his gaze asking me silently for answers.

My tongue is knotted, a lump hard in my throat. I can’t swallow it because it feels painful.

There’s a throb in my chest that I want to rub away but can’t even lift my hand to grab my chest, far less soothe the pain of my heart.

I don’t want the ground to open up and swallow me whole, because I think I deserve to feel the feeling of humiliation and pain.

Why?

Because I did this to myself for not trusting Aiden enough to handle things on his own.

I opened my mouth, my eyes teary and fogging up the image of him.

He’s asking me for answers.

He’s fucking begging me to answer them.

But I am mute.

I have lost my voice.

“You better-” He takes in a huge lungful of air and breathed it out. “You better have a fucking good explanation for this.” He grips the phone brutally, gritting his teeth.

“Aiden-

A ting comes from his phone again, drawing his attention away from

He looks down at the screen, and I have never seen him so furious

before. His eyes were so dark yet fogged with a storm that I squirmed and let out a tiny barely noticeable yelp.

“I’m going to kill this fucker.” He roared, catching every police officer’s attention.

My eyes widen and I quickly stopped him by pressing my palm to his chest. His eyes snapped down to mine and I shook my head.

down Aiden.” I finally cracked through my lips and looked

smiled reassuringly to

to work, completely ignoring

wrong. I know exactly what I’m saying.” His voice is now low,

going to bury Muralo today.”

I swallowed hard.

I stopped when he wrenches himself away from me.

sharp jab goes straight to my heart when he

trickled down my cheek.

what happened when you

looked around nervously.

should talk this out in

grits his

“Fine.”

drags me out of

with questions but Aiden wasn’t having it today.

He roared, pushing one of the reporters away.

back and crashing into

My eyes widen.

Oh, he’s mad.

He’s really mad.

looking back at the startled woman.

door. “Get

to push her like that.” I voiced

said, his eyes wrinkling at the corners as he grinned happily at Aiden through the rearview

answered cliply which made Mitch

turned his

he

I squirm:

“Sophie,” He growled.

“I-

and swallowed.

eyes turned even

you.

at us in concern, eyeing me through the rearview mirror.

lift his hand to grip my chin. “Did

“I didn’t kiss him

back up, narrowing on my face. “Tried?” He rolled that word

his in shame. “I should’ve listened to you.

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