The Girl He Craves

Sophie's pov

I pull away just in time to see Margo sprinting over to Sergio. The old man is drowsily getting up by himself using his elbows and the push of his palms.

He pushes Margo away, arrogantly trying to help himself on his own.

I snapped my gaze to Aiden’s in fear, clutching him tighter.

They were trying to take him away from me again.

My eyes filled with tears.

Aiden’s hard expression breaks and he lifts a hand to tenderly swipe some of my hair off my face.

’Don't cry my love, I’m not going anywhere.’ He reassured.

But it does the opposite, especially when Sergio chuckled.

My bottom lip wobble. "But-

Aiden shakes his head, his thumb and index finger tenderly pinching my chin. "No buts. There’s not a chance I'll leave my little family Soph. Especially without seeing you walking down that aisle towards me."

He caressed his thumb over my cheek and kissed me without a bother. As if his name had not been signed on a contract to marry another.

’You're stuck with me baby, whether you like it or not." He smiled on my lips, pulled away and looked over at Margo and Sergio.

Sergio was seated up, nursing his bloody mouth and bruised jaw.

His bruises looked painful.

Margo who noticed Aiden’s gaze had shifted back to his grandfather, shifted on her feet nervously and threatened. ’The cops are on the way Mr. Xavier. If you want to evade them I suggest you leave at this moment."

I stiffened when Aiden responded to her threat cooly. "Why should I try to evade? Maybe it would be better for them to come here so they could see the scum that’s my grandfather. Maybe I can also tell them that he forged my signature on a contract. Maybe then everyone would see the real face of Sergio."

the

cooling down his mouth with the back of his hand. "You still think it is forged? If so then

did

paled

had hit the nail right

in court.’ With a cold smirk that would've chilled my bones on the spot, Aiden interlocks our fingers and guides

win then!" Sergio yelled after

was still clenching his jaw. And by the firm grip he

think she hadn’t called the

cops

even for just a few hours was

my hand, only to swing his arm over

as

worry too much

’How can I not when you go on

head again and murmured in my hair. "I know. I'm sorry I scared you. I just can't think straight when it comes to you. I don't want

heart flutters in my

was telling the truth, I can hear it

the thought of him wanting to protect

your anger get the best of

but you know I've always had issues holding back my

Don't I know it.

anxious eyes eyeing us through the rearview

Mitch." I reassured him and

He started the car.

own hands." Aiden grunted, clenching his fist

interlock our fingers, squeezing his hand. "Remember. Control that anger." I

I rest my head on his shoulder, relieved that he was here in the flesh sitting beside me and not in a murky cell, but

already proved that he was a powerful man. If I were Aiden I would be terrified to go toe