Filed to story: The Girl He Craves Book by Demiah
The further I walked from him, the more I felt absolutely unsure of my decision. But then a flash of Sergio’s smirk in my head and I was again hell bent on going to Christopher.
But first, I would have to go to Sergio. I had no clue as to where Christopher lived or where I can expect to meet up with him. Sergio would know, after all Christopher was one of his little devil. workers.
I sighed when I stepped out of the station, my mind hazy in how I would go about this and actually make Christopher agree to take back his statement.
I’ll figure it out on the way.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Mitch. He answered on the third ring.
“Miss-
I cut him off by telling him to come pick me up and bring me to Sergio’s place.
He was reluctant but soon agreed.
When we did pull up to the familiar house, Mitch turned around in his seat and looked me over with unsureness.
“Are you sure Miss? Mr. Xavier-
“Agreed to let me go.” I lied through my teeth.
Mitch catches on quick but didn’t say anything but gave a single nod.
I looked out the window at the huge mansion, my body stiffening and getting ready for the unpleasant conversation I would have with Sergio. Het out a heavy sigh through my parted lips.
“Be careful. Mr.Harrington is someone who’s very uptight.” Mitch warned the second my hands latch on the door to open it.
“I know.” I answered with a sigh. “I’ll be back soon.
I opened the door and stepped out. Chewing my lips I began my short journey to the huge front door.
My phone rang on the way.
“Mila,”
“What the hell is going on Sophie!? I saw the news, Ria forwarded it to me. When did this happen? It’s everywhere.” She said in one breath.
I winced.
It’s everywhere on social media.
“It looks bad but Aiden hadn’t assaulted anyone….well kinda. He punched Christopher Muralo yesterday at that stupid lunch at Sergio’s. He filed a complaint and had cops arrest Aiden. They don’t want to give him bail Mila.” I whispered.
Looking up at Sergio’s huge mansion I whispered when the cameras just inches higher up the huge door suddenly turned to me. “But I have a plan to get him out sooner.”
I can hear Mila’s confusion when she responded. “What are you planning Sophie? Don’t do anything that will get you into trouble.”
Suddenly the huge door parts and a maid stands in the doorway, looking at me like she was expecting me. I had no doubt she was.
“I’m at Sergio’s. I’ll call you back later. Don’t worry about me.” I said and end the call.
I pushed the phone back into the bag and strolled over to the opened door.
“Hello,” I said. “Is Sergio home?”
She nod, her dead eyes on me and unshifting. “Yes. He has been expecting you.”
She shifts to give me room to pass and motioned me to enter.
“I’m sure he has.” I muttered under my breath.
Turning around the woman spoke.”Follow me.”
I do. I followed her upstairs and into a room to the left. When she opened the door, she motioned for me to step in.
I can spot Sergio right away, he’s by the window, overlooking the view and smoking a cigar.
Letting out a puff, he shifts and turns around.
His cold eyes automatically snapped to mine and a forced cruel smirk plasters on his lips.
“Sophie. Didn’t expect to see you back so soon! Came for a drink?”
He gives a curt nod to the maid and she quickly leaves and closes the door behind her.
“Give me Christopher Muralo’s address Sergio.” I spat, stepping further into the room with a set glare on his cruel face.
He tilts his head, eyeing me. “Not even a hello to your grandfather in law?”
My eyes narrowed. “You’re no one to me.”
Sophie’s pov
Sergio’s hand land on his chest, he takes a step back and whines. “Oh that just stabbed me right in the heart Sophie.”
The smirk reformed on his mouth, a colder look gracing his face. He looked like those villains in movies and he was not far from the description. If anything I think I described him perfectly, he was after all, the villain in my story.
He chuckled dryly and brought the cigar to his mouth. He took in a puff and let it out slowly while eyeing me across the room.
“I didn’t think you’d have a single rude bone in your body Sophie. Never took you for what do they call those things again….” He drawled as he struts to his desk and chair and plop down smoothly.
I glared at him, fisting my hands at my sides. I’m tempted to storm his way and smack him right in the face.
His smirk widened as he lounged back. “Oh I remember the word now,”
“A bitch.” He stated chuckling with humor.
I did not find it funny, but I didn’t care to waste my breath by arguing with him.
I only came here for one thing, and one thing only.
To get Christopher Muralo’s address and get Aiden out of jail soon.
I took a step forward. “You know what I came here for Harrington. Give me his address.”
Topanow
Sergio raised a brow, arching it in a way that was mocking. “Who are we talking about here? Who’s address do you want? Who is ‘he’?”
Was he seriously pretending like he hadn’t heard me the first time?
My eyes narrowed. “You know Sergio, I don’t get it. You act like you hate me, yet, you continue to do something to get under my skin. You know, my mom once told me, those who secretly like you, pretend to hate you.”
He looks surprised for a second but then his expression changed.
He snorted. “When did she tell you that? Right before she died?”
I instantly grew cold.