Filed to story: The Girl He Craves Book by Demiah
But above all, I felt like I had betrayed Aiden.
And my soul was restless.
His confuse gaze pierced through the side of my face and I nervously looked at him. I smiled, it was forced and I was certain he could notice it. “There are others in the room.” I whispered.
He doesn’t look convinced that this was the reason I had rejected his kiss but instead of questioning my actions, he only kissed my cheek. “Mr. Xavier as I was saying.” Officer Peter collected Aiden’s attention away from me.
He turned around, holding me in his hold as he stared coldly at the officer.
I’m stunned to see officer Peter squirm under Aiden’s unwavering frosty stare.
He cleared his throat and continued. “You do well to stay out of trouble Mr. Xavier. Avoid Mr. Muralo and keep your fist to yourself.”
Aiden eyes narrowed. “With all due respect officer, I cannot guarantee either.”
Officer Peter looked to have expected Aiden’s response and shakes his head in disappointment. “Stay clear of trouble Mr. Xavier. You may leave.” Aiden opens his mouth to utter something but the tall man who I assume was his lawyer gave him a look that told him to shut his mouth.
With a grunt and a roll of his eyes, Aiden turned me in his arms and tugs me with him toward the door.
I feel nasty and itchy.
I want to scratch off the skin where Christopher’s clutches held.
I want to brush my teeth a hundred times until I could no longer feel and tastes his disgusting breath.
I bit into my bottom lip, tears stinging my eyes.
I should have trusted Aiden in the first place. I should have trusted that he had everything under control.
And now…..
We stepped out of the room, Aiden holding me closely. I could tell he wanted to say something, perhaps ask me about my sudden damp mood.
But he seemed scared to.
“Aiden.”
We turn around, the tall man rushing over to us. “You heard officer Peter. Avoid trouble. Sergio isn’t one to be messed with. It was almost difficult to get you out.”
Aiden nod. “I know Greg. Thanks man.” He smacked the man’s shoulder and then introduced us. After a brief talk, Greg excused himself and left Aiden and I to sign some papers.
“Baby-
Aiden started but stopped when his phone gave off a buzz.
He pulled it out and swept his thumb over the screen.
He stiffens.
I looked up at him, stunned to see how cold he became in just a second.
“Sophie.” He growled under his breath, grip tightening around me.
“What the fuck is the meaning of this!?” He sneered, turning the phone screen to face me.
The very breath in my lungs gets snagged this time around and I grew as cold as he daggers me with icy glares.
It was a picture of Christopher and me kissing.
Sophie’s pov
I stumble out of his hold. Well I try to.
Aiden’s grip on me is so tight that I don’t really move much.
It’s not tight to be brutal but tight to be considered firm.
He’s glaring down at me, his gaze asking me silently for answers.
My tongue is knotted, a lump hard in my throat. I can’t swallow it because it feels painful.
There’s a throb in my chest that I want to rub away but can’t even lift my hand to grab my chest, far less soothe the pain of my heart.
I don’t want the ground to open up and swallow me whole, because I think I deserve to feel the feeling of humiliation and pain.
Why?
Because I did this to myself for not trusting Aiden enough to handle things on his own.
I opened my mouth, my eyes teary and fogging up the image of him.
He’s asking me for answers.
He’s fucking begging me to answer them.
But I am mute.
I have lost my voice.
“You better-” He takes in a huge lungful of air and breathed it out. “You better have a fucking good explanation for this.” He grips the phone brutally, gritting his teeth.
“Aiden-
A ting comes from his phone again, drawing his attention away from
He looks down at the screen, and I have never seen him so furious before. His eyes were so dark yet fogged with a storm that I squirmed and let out a tiny barely noticeable yelp.
“I’m going to kill this fucker.” He roared, catching every police officer’s attention.
My eyes widen and I quickly stopped him by pressing my palm to his chest. His eyes snapped down to mine and I shook my head.
“Calm down Aiden.” I finally cracked through my lips and looked at the police officers.
“He’s just angry, he doesn’t know what he’s saying.” I smiled reassuringly to them. “Nothing a cup of coffee won’t calm down.”
They went right back to work, completely ignoring Aiden and I.
“You’re wrong. I know exactly what I’m saying.” His voice is now low, which is even scarier. It had me shivering.
“I’m going to bury Muralo today.”
I swallowed hard.
“Aiden-” I stopped when he wrenches himself away from me.
A sharp jab goes straight to my heart when he does so.
A tear trickled down my cheek.