Sophieâs pov Aiden mouth parts, the lines between his brows deepening as he stares at me confused and startled.
âAiden?â I called out his name when he seems to be in deep thought.
He shakes his head slightly as if coming out of a daydream. âSophie-â He started, his tone sounding apologetic.
I shake my head, backing away. I cannot believe he knew about it and didnât tell me.
âI want to leave,â I blurted out, causing Aiden to rise to his feet.
âI didnât tell you about it to protect you, Sophie.â Aiden voiced, gripping my arm to stop me and spin me around to face him.
My eyes slowly meet his and his gaze darkened with pain. Hist hand lift to my face, the pads of his thumb brushing along my cheek as he leaned forward. âThis is exactly why I didnât tell you about it, Soph. I hate to see you upset.â
I sighed. I was not mad at him, just mad about the whole situation. I didnât want to find out about it this way and wished he had told me sooner.
âYou should have told me about it Aiden. I didnât want to hear it from her,â I mumbled, shifting my eyes away from his.
He sighed, his hand going behind my head and bringing my head to his chest.
âIâm sorry Sophie. Youâre right, I shouldâve told you.â He whispered into while kissing my head.
âLovers spat or is this your normal way of showing affection?â Sergio drawled causing Aiden and I to break apart.
Aiden tangled our fingers together, and turned to face Sergio. âWeâre leaving,â Aiden said coldly.
Sergio rises to his feet, his eyes shifting from cockiness to displeasure and irritation.
âWe have not had lunch yet. The food should not go to waste.â He insisted, sending me an annoyed glower.
Aiden gripped me tighter. âSophie doesnât feel welcomed here and you invited two other guests. I believe they can eat everything Margo have prepared.â
âDonât be ridiculous Aiden. I have been trying my best to please Sophie. I even made Margo bake a lemon cake.â Sergio argued, his eyes narrowing.
Aiden grits his teeth, sending daggers at Sergioâs tight face. âDonât think for a second that I am stupid to not have guessed what you were playing at Sergio. Our deal is off, she knows anyway.â
Deal?
Did Aiden make a deal with Sergio regarding the article that painted me in a bad light?
Was this why he accepted Sergioâs invitation to have lunch?
Was Sergio behind the article?
I wouldnât put it past him...
âAiden-
Divides now Sergio started, his eyes darkening in vexation.
Aiden turned around and began to tug me away.
âSee you soon beautiful, maybe next time Iâll get that number,â Christopher chuckled boldly behind us.
Aiden freezes, and I gulp.
Oh no.
âAiden-
I whispered when he tugs his hand away from me and marches back over to Christopher.
I stared at the two, unsure of what to do.
Christopherâs grin widens, his white teeth showcasing even more.
âForgot something, Xavier?â He questioned cockily, lounging back.
Aiden doesnât respond, only slamming his fist on Christopherâs nose, who lets out a loud yell. With the force of the blow, poor Christopher topples over, breaking the wooden chair into pieces undef him.
Aiden shakes his hand and walked back over to me while fixing his suit.
âAiden.â I aired, taking his hand in mine. I lift it to my face, inspecting the damage.
His skin is torn a bit and his knuckles are red. One would think he had continuously slammed his knuckles on Christopherâs nose.
âYour hand!â I gasped while rubbing my thumb around his red knuckles.
Dividing into pages now âItâs fine baby, nothing to worry about.â
I glared up at him. âDid you have to punch him!?â
Aidenâs fingers find beneath my chin and tilt my head up. âListen to me Sophie,â
He leaned forward, ignoring the curses thrown at him from Christopherâs whiny self on the floor.
âYes I did. And I donât regret it one bit. In fact, I think I shouldâve broken his jaw too,â He huffed, turning around to go do just that, but I quickly clutch his hand, tugging him back.
âAiden, donât. Letâs just go home please.â I begged, interlocking our fingers and tugging him away from a whining Christopher.
My eyes sweep over to Sergio. His eyes are dead set on us, colder than usual. But he makes no move to help Christopher nor does he say anything as Aiden and I walk away.
âAiden! Youâre leaving so soon?!â Lillianâs chirpy tone returned, her eyes brightly fixated on Aiden as she quickly santers down the stairs.
âYes.â Aiden gritted, hands now going to my waist and holding me close.
Her eyes drop to his arm around my waist and her eyes blurred with jealousy.
She rips her eyes away from his hand and focus them on his face. âAt least stay for some chicken casserole?â
Aiden walked quicker, practically dragging me since my shorter legs were finding it difficult to keep up with him. âNo thanks. But do get some ice for your brother. He may need it.â
With those last parting words, Aiden and I walked away. I can feel her glare on my back, burning my skin. I smiled, pushing closer to Aiden, unfazed by her jealousy.
The Girl He Craves novel (Sophie and Aiden)
ï¤Chapter 156 The Billionaires Mistress ï¤Epilogue Sergioâs pov I roughly sat down on the chair, glaring at Aiden and Sophieâs backs.
âGet me my cigars, Margo,â I demanded and swept my gaze down to Christopher.
âYes, Mr. Harrington,â Margo said quickly.
âStop whining,â I grumble, picking up the glass of wine.
I tried many ways to get on Sophieâs nerves, and make her sell herself out by accepting the drink, but she was tough as nails, Iâll give her that.
But it would only be a matter of time until she cracks. Aiden canât protect her forever.
âIâll kill him,â Christopher growled, pinching his nose and tipping his head back.
I rolled my eyes.
I knew my grandson well enough to know that Christopher wasnât man enough to beat him.
But he had a weakness.
And that weakness was his son and Sophie.
His son was out of the question, I would not willingly hurt the innocent child. But his mother, on the other hand, that gold digger needed to get out of the picture.
âBrother!â Lillian yelled across the yard, barreling over with a concerned expression.
Inviting the two was good, it got Aiden annoyed and made Sophie uncomfortable.
âYour nose. Itâs bleeding!â Lillian screeched as she kneeled beside her brother.
âThat fucker caught me off guard. Iâll make sure he pays this time. Iâll kill him with my own bare hands!â Christopher growled hotly.
âNo, you canât do that! Weâre supposed to get married. You canât hurt him!â
âI have a better idea,â I stated, leaning back as I watch the two siblings.
Christopher and Lillian looked at me in question.
âFile a complaint against him, have him arrested.â
The Billionaires Mistress The Al h The Alpha and The Fool ï¤Chapter 30 Alpha and The Fool