Filed to story: The Girl He Craves Book by Demiah
I shook my head while reaching out for the file he placed on the desk. “Not that I know of. He looked already pissed off the moment he entered.” I answered.
And then shrugged. “Honestly it’s the blue-eyed devil we’re talking about. It doesn’t take much to anger him. I’m sure it’s nothing.”
“You’re right, Mr. Xavier is always pissed off,” Alice said.
“By the way Bernard, you were right about Sophie. She’s very hardworking and can grasp anything quickly. She’s the right fit for the job.” Alice utters.
job. Alice utta
“She also resembles your daughter a lot. Almost the exact replica. They could even be mis taken as twins.”.
I looked down at the photo frame on my desk, almost buried by the amount of paperwork currently around it.
It was a photo of Mya, my dead daughter and my wife. We took that photo at a resort, not knowing that it would be the last time our daughter would be living and breathing. She was only seventeen then and had her whole life ahead of her.
That was five years ago.
Seeing Sophie in that diner that day, two years ago brought back memories I shared with my daughter. It was like I was staring at my daughter again, and seeing her smiling again.
From then, Sophie had become someone I held dear even though the girl wasn’t my biologi cal daughter.
I nodded, “She does, doesn’t she? The exact replica.”
“It wouldn’t surprise me if she actually was your long-lost daughter you never knew about. Or at least a relative.” Alice voiced out.
I snorted, “Don’t be ridiculous, Alice. I had only one biological daughter. And even conceiving her with my wife was hard. I wasn’t a man who spread my seed everywhere.”
“Ooh Ash would love those.” I squealed lowly as I pushed small chocolate cupcakes inside the foam container.
My eyes dance around the cute desserts.
It wasn’t really hard to find the staff canteen and I was proud to say that I found it in five minutes. But maybe that was because I asked for directions from the receptionist who didn’t seem to be in a bad mood again.
I stuffed my foam container with endless desserts knowing I’d have to share with Mila and Ria when I got home.
I should really start eating healthy…..
My tongue licks a trail on my bottom lip when my eyes fall on a red velvet cake.
But how can I eat healthy when they showcase all those unhealthy foods here? I moaned. This was torture.
I forced myself to walk away from the pleasant aroma and even more pleasant looking food. I will not be tempted today Satan!
I refuse to be Eve!
I dragged my feet to an empty circular table and chair, smiling awkwardly when some work ers who were eating around a circular table turned to stare at me.
Why was everyone staring at me today? Sure I was a new face here, but was one look not enough? Why won’t they look away?
I brushed the sides of my head, hoping it wasn’t the little flyaway hairs pulling in their atten tion.
Did I have something on my face?
Or maybe they saw me gawking at the endless sweets and desserts seconds ago?
I tear my gaze away from them.
At least their stares didn’t trouble me like the one I felt on my back earlier before entering the elevator. No, that stare was different than these, I could feel the intensity of it. Ignawed on my lips as I remembered how tingles brushed on my skin quickly when that per son’s eyes pierced on my back.
My body ever only reacted to one person like that…..
And that person was Aiden…..
I shook my head, scowling at myself inwardly. I was stupid to even think that stare belonged to him.
He was in jail for goodness sake!
Sophie’s pov
“Have a good rest of the day Sophie!” Alice said and waved at me before putting her hands out for a taxi.
“You too Alice!” I called out just as a taxi pulled up beside her.
I watch her leave before sighing and walking over to my old car. I winced at the mustard col or that stood out. I had been meaning to give it a good paint job but money was always so low.
But now that I had a new job, I can finally just say screw it and buy a new car that wouldn’t stop on me or refuse to start. And keep me hostage with its seatbelt.
I smiled. I smelled freedom. Hell, I was starting to see through those rose colored glasses.
“You hear that Mary….I’m going to get rid of you.” My hand patted the mustard color hood as I made my way to the driver’s side.
Feeling a little droplet on my cheek, I lift my head to the sky. I closed my eyes and smiled as the rain belt over me. I even removed that tight bun in my hair and let my hair down. I was even tempted to dance. People must think I was crazy to stand in the rain. But right now I didn’t care.
The heavens were showering me with blessings.
I entered the car when my white blouse was getting a bit see through. There was no way I’d have anyone see the red bra I have on.
I closed the door, wincing a bit by the screech, I put my seatbelt on and then stared at the huge building.
Harrington.co.
I couldn’t help but grin.
Who would’ve thought I’d ever be one of the employees working here?
I’d let you in on a little secret…
I never thought I’d ever get a good paying job like this. Not when I didn’t have the qualifica tions for it or anything close to it.
But that wasn’t really a secret now was it?
I was damn lucky that was for sure.
Grinning at the building one last time, I kicked Mary to start. She roared and jerked.
* You better work for me you dumbass, I need to pick up my son.” I hissed at the damn car and started it again.
When she roars and finally comes back to life I yelled out a thank you Jesus before driving off slowly.
But I knew my luck would run out soon enough.
Mary came to an abrupt and jerking halt.
In the middle of the exit of Harrington.co parking lot.
Great.
Just great.