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.

I finally cracked through my lips and looked at the

saying.” I smiled reassuringly to them. “Nothing a cup of coffee

went right back to work, completely ignoring Aiden

His voice is now low,

to bury Muralo

I swallowed hard.

I stopped when he wrenches himself away

my heart when he does so.

trickled down my

what happened when you went to

looked around nervously.

you two should talk this out in private.” Suddenly Greg’s voice

his teeth.

“Fine.”

and practically drags

bombarding him with questions but Aiden wasn’t having it

He roared, pushing one of the reporters

back and crashing into the others.

My eyes widen.

Oh, he’s mad.

He’s really mad.

looking back at the startled woman.

door.

like that.”

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

which made Mitch grow wary and confused.

and turned his attention

he

I squirm:

“Sophie,” He growled.

“I-

and swallowed.

eyes turned even stormier.

you. Kiss

us in concern, eyeing me through the rearview

grip my chin. “Did I not tell you these lips are only for me?” He

okay!” I finally confessed. “I didn’t kiss him back! I tried to

my face. “Tried?” He rolled

his in shame. “I should’ve listened to you. I went over there thinking I could help

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