Chapter 155 Sophieâs pov âAiden,â I whispered, trying to draw his attention away from Christopher Muralo.
It was obvious that the two despise each other and invit- ing the Muraloâs was all Sergioâs plan to get on Aiden and Iâs nerves.
Aiden removed his steeling glare from Christopher and brought them to meet mine. They soften and with a sigh, he relaxes in his seat.
My shoulders sagged, thankful that I would not witness a blood bath.
âI am so glad you could make it Lillian and Christopher. I invited your father but he said he could not come.â Sergio mentioned while taking a sip of his wine.
Christopher fixed his tie and jacket and for a second I wonder if all businessmen liked to wear suits even at lunch.
simple âYes. Heâs been busy these days. You know he was ex- pecting to help with wedding planning but things did not go as planned.â Christopher said dryly, looking at Aiden with an annoyed expression.
Aiden stiffened with held back fury as he sent a sharp glare at Christopher.
I looked over at Lillian to see her cheeks were flushed with a bit of red as she stares at Aiden.
I wrap my hand around Aidenâs arm, pressing myself to his side as I voiced out. âOh thatâs too bad. Planning a wed- ding is so fun, isnât that right baby?â I asked, tightening my hold around Aidenâs arm as I looked at him with a look that told him he should answer correctly or things wonât be good for him later.
He seems to get it because a tiny grin painted on his lips as he answered. âYes. Itâs the best.â
Aiden lips feathered against my ear seconds after. Your jealousy is enticing.â He chuckled lowly and peeled away when he got the reaction he wanted when I shivered.
âYou two are planning already? The youth are so hasty, arenât they Margo?â Sergio asked tightly, looking over at me with an annoyed glower.
Margo nods quickly, her eyes wide with fear as she an- swers. âYes Mr. Harrington.â
I rolled my eyes.
âSophie is looking rather famished. Pour her some wine.â Sergio demanded, smirking at me over the rim of his glass.
âNo. Thatâs fine. I donât care to drink.â I cut in before Mar-
go could get over to me.
Sergio chuckled and lifted his hand with the glass, point- ing it at me. âAnd how are we supposed to toast to the great news of your engagement to my grandson?â
âShe doesnât want to drink Sergio. Leave it.â Aiden snapped.
155 Lillian looked between the two, her eyes darting quickly.
I think Sophieâs decision to not drink is a good thing, she is pregnant after all, right?â
Now it was my turn to stiffen. I feel the blood drain from my face, my belly churning.
The public had yet to know about the pregnancy, they only knew about the engagement.
Sergio must have told her. There was no ther person who would.
âRight.â Sergio chuckled and placed his glass down. âI completely forgot about that. Forgive me, Sophie.â
With the quick glare that flashed in his eyes told me all I needed to know.
Sergio had invited us for lunch to bait me into spilling the truth about Aiden and Iâs non-existent pregnancy.
âUm, I need to use the restroom.â I said while getting up.
âIâll go with you,â Aiden said on the verge of standing up but I shook my head and reassured him. âNo need, I will be back soon.â
His brows knot with worried lines. â Are you sure mama bear?â
From the corner of my eye, I saw Lillian quickly take her glass of wine and downed it in one gulp.
I nodded, smiling reassuringly. âIâll be back.â
He reluctantly agrees to let me go alone.
I looked over at Margo. âCan you show me the way to the bathroom?â
She tipped her chin down.âYes, Miss. Follow me.â
I nodded and went to follow her but Sergioâs taunting words stopped me. âWe will wait until you get back to start the feast. Youâre now eating for two after all, you wouldnât want to miss out on any of the dishes. Especially Lillianâs fa- mous chicken casserole.â
I grit my teeth, fisting my hands at my sides.
Old fucking fart.
I let out a puff of air and left without a response.
Aidenâs pov I stared at Sophieâs back until she disappears inside the house.
As soon as there is no sight of her, I turn my fiery glare at Sergio.
âWhat the fuck are you playing at Sergio?â
I can feel the anger swim in my veins, heating up my blood. I had never wanted to wring someoneâs neck as badly as I wanted to Sergio.
The satisfaction I would get....
Sergio lifted a hand to his chest and feigned an offended look. âMe? I play no games, grandson. I just wanted to have lunch with you and your soon to be wife. Is that such a bad thing?â
My lips curled up into a snarl as I swept my gaze to Christopher. âAnd you invited them?â I barked coldly, my eyes drifting back to Sergioâs. âDo you take me for a fool to not no- tice that you invited them to spite Sophie and I?â
The Girl He Craves novel (Sophie and Aiden)
That fucker Christopher looked at my girl in a way that did not sit right with me. If Sophie hadnât held me back, his nose wouldâve been crooked again but this time I was sure to rear- range his face more.
Christopher let out a dry laugh that drew my attention back to him. âSame old Aiden. He thinks everything is to spite him, to get an upper hand. Do you ever get off that high horse of yours? Youâre not that important.
âIf I was not important, you wouldnât be wishing you were me Muralo. Letâs not forget how you got that crooked nose.â I snarled.
Sophie wasnât here to hold me back this time, it would be best if he watch his words.
My fists were ready to meet skin and bones.
Christopherâs eyes narrowed. âI think it would be my turn to give you a crooked nose Xavier. You slept with my baby sis- ter and left her the next morning. Fucking playboy. Does So- phie know about your playboy ways? Come to think about it, I am surprised that youâre willing to settle down.â
âChris,â Lillian cut in while tugging her brotherâs arm.
âAm I not speaking the truth, Lillian? This fucker used you like he used all the other girls. I say you dodged a bullet by not having to marry him.â Christopher sneered.
I snorted. âI think youâre pissed off I didnât choose your âbaby sisterâ. Why else would you willingly come over with her to play this dumb game Sergio called you for?â
I turn to Lillian and murmured dryly. âDonât worry, I am sure youâll find the right guy. But that guy isnât me. I belong to someone else, even before you knew me.â
She is visibly upset and swallows. âIf you will excuse me, I think I need to use the bathroom.â She muttered while getting Christopher glares at me across the table. âYou fucking bastard. Sheâs upset because of you.â
âThen go wipe her fucking tears,â I said unapologetically.
âNow now, settle down boys. Lunch hasnât even started yet, we should at least eat first before the drama.â Sergio chuckled.
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