The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

The woman turns around, her face so red and her eyes so misty. She seems to be on a mission to

avoid my gaze as she tries and fails to cover her overspilling breasts and rushes out of the room

without another word.

When she’s gone, I turn to Aiden, my eyes wide in surprise and discomfort at what just happened mere

seconds ago.

“You’re mad,” I shook my head in disbelief.

Aiden loosens his tie and spared me a glance. He doesn’t even look the least bit affected by what just

happened. Was that a normal thing to happen to him?

If so then I wasn’t surprised.

“How so?” He asked with an amused arched in his brow.

I shake my head and stomp over to him. “Why would you tell her that I am your fiance Aiden? Can you

not see how you’ve royally screwed us!?”

I jabbed at his chest.

He was absolutely crazy. Why would he mess around with that word so easily?

“That woman would not have left if I hadn’t said that to her. She was desperate enough to stay.” He

defended as he pulled the tie off his neck and threw it on the dresser.

He walks to the clothes rack with different suits Olivia

managed to get there less than ten minutes before his inter- view.

“You could’ve said anything else Aiden, anything else but you chose to say that I’m your fiance?” I

glared at his back. while he was unbuttoning his shirt to change.

“It was the first thing that came to mind.” He shrugged nonchalantly and removed the shirt from his

body.

I tore my eyes away, biting into my lips as I grumble. “You not seeing how messed up this is, is

alarming.”

I felt his eyes on me, on the side of my face. “You’ve seen my body naked before Sophie, why act shy

now?”

I felt a blush crawl up my neck and settle on my cheeks. “Because it’s inappropriate to stare at your

boss while he’s changing Aiden,” I grumble while crossing my arms and pinching my skin.

Aiden snorted.

I turn around, fully blocking any view of him.

I hear his footfalls and seconds later feel his chest press- ing into my back.

I stiffen.

“Am I only your boss mama bear?” He says lowly, his lips. brushing the back of my ear.

I shivered and moved away from him quickly as I felt the unmistakable feeling of my pussy clenching.

He was arousing me with just simple words. I should be ashamed of myself.

“And apparently my fiance too.” I snapped sarcastically, pushing up my anger to drown out my arousal.

I whirled around, flushing when I’m met with his bare

chest.

“Are you that pissed about this Sophie?” Aiden groaned in frustration which successfully pulled me out

of my gapping.

I shook my head. “What?” I asked confused.

What were we talking about again?

Aiden’s lips curved up in a smile and said. “You don’t only have to stare mama bear, you can touch

too.”

My eyes narrowed and then I huffed. It seems that my anger can never stay long enough when I’m

dealing with him. I always go back to fawning.

“You’re so annoying,” I grumble and turned around.

“Where are you going?” Aiden called out in amusement.

I opened the door while snapping. “Away from you. I’ll meet you outside.”

I don’t care that he’s my boss. If he fires me then even

better.

I slammed the door behind me, huffed and walked away.

Everyone’s eyes slowly sweep over to me as I walked by.

Some are in groups, whispering amongst themselves as they pinned me with confused and questioning

gazes.

They reminded me of teenage girls who had nothing bet- ter to do than gossip.

I held my bag closer and ruffled my hair nervously.

Did that woman tell everyone what Aiden said?

Or maybe they heard him. He was pretty loud when he shouted at her….

I walked quicker.

This was so embarrassing.

“Omph.” I pushed out of my mouth when I stumbled on my feet and landed on my knees.

It scraped and I hissed.

“Are you okay Miss?” A husky voice says above me sud- denly which startled me a bit.

I whip my head up, my eyes widening.

Grey eyes, strong jaw and thin lips.

This man was handsome and with the suit that donned his body made me know he was wealthy.

He was no regular person like me.

His eyes crinkled at the corners as he outstretched his hand. “You must be careful when you’re

walking.” He grinned charmingly.

I smiled in embarrassment and took his hand. He helps me up and his eyes shifting in concern. “Are

you okay Miss?”

I smiled awkwardly and with a nod and an embarrassed laugh, I answered. “Yes. It’s nothing.”

His eyes fall to my knees. “You’re bleeding. Do you need help-

I shook my head and awkwardly pull my hand out of his grasp that he held on for longer than

necessary. “No. It’s real- ly not a big deal.”

He opened his mouth to speak but someone interrupted him. “Mr. Muralo your interview will start soon.

Please let me show you to the private dressing room for you to get ready.”

Mr. Murolo? He must be important if he’s being inter- viewed today. This interview is specifically for

businessmen and was supposed to focus on how they managed to push up the market.

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He looks at me and stops when I shake my head and tell him to go on ahead.

I smiled when he gave me one last concerned look.

He seems friendly enough.

Keeping my head down in humiliation, I continued on my way until I got outside and found myself

beside the Suv.

“Did Mr. Xavier stay back?” Mitch asked when I entered

the back.

He must be confused that Aiden wasn’t beside me.

I shook my head. “He was getting dressed. I needed to get

out of there, was way too stuffy. Hey, do you have some tis- sue?” I asked.

Yes, stuffy with the heat of desire.

Mitch nods and opened the compartment and then sent me the roll of tissue.

caught it and then tore a piece.

I can’t believe he would just let out that I’m his fiance so casually as if this wasn’t a big deal.

Pressing the tissue onto the cut on my knee, I hissed.

Mitch looks at me in the rearview mirror. “Are you okay

Miss?”

I nodded quickly and with a grimace I said. “Yes I am fine. Just a small scratch.”

He looks worried but nods.

Focusing back on the task at hand, I pressed the tissue more on the scratch only to jump a little in

startlement when the door suddenly opens.

I looked over at Aiden, his face is tight with irritation or is it anger? Perhaps both.

My brows knot.

What’s with him?

“Let’s have lunch.” He grumbles, gets in and slams the door so hard I flinched.