The Girl He Craves novel (Sophie and Aiden)

Chapter 89

Sophie’s pov

I shook my head.

He wasn’t getting it.

This was far too dangerous. We can’t go through with this.

“It wouldn’t matter if you scrap everything about me Aiden. It wouldn’t leave out the fact that we have a

son to- gether. They will piece together everything and will know that I was a teen mother. What am I

suppose to say when they ask why Ashton was never seen with you?” I threw up my hands in

exasperation.

“Would this not ruin your reputation? Will this not-

He cuts me off.” Then we come up with a plan to make him known to the public on our terms.””

I rise to my feet, breathing out fire. “My son will not be in some gossip tabloids Aiden! I don’t want that

kind of life for

him!”

Aiden’s gaze turned stormy, he was angry. “He’s my son too Sophie! I’m a CEO, the richest in New

York. Every tabloid hangs off on every word I say, every move I make. It wouldn’t be long until they find

out about him. He will be in the public eye no matter how much we fight this.”

I’m seething. Angry. Furious at his words.

I knew he was right but I didn’t want him to be.

“Over my dead body Aiden. Our son will have a normal life. And for your information I will not agree to

be your fake fiance. You go down that rabbit hole yourself. I’ll not be doomed along with you.” I hissed

and stormed my way out of his office, slamming the door on my way out.

I don’t care if he’s my boss or not. He should never have placed me in such a position that I was too

dumbfounded to know better.

I ruffled my hair, not even caring that I was messing it up. Damn him for putting me in this position.

What did I expect anyway? This was Aiden we were talk- ing about.

The guy only thinks for himself and what would benefit him, not caring about the other people he’ll put

in the cross- fire.

For the next hour or so I’m doing my best to work effi- ciently. But my mind keep straying to the huge

problem Aiden and I was about to face.

I pretended to be his fiance in front of his grandfather who was a powerful man. What would happen

when he finds out we lied?

I rubbed my forehead and sighed.

If I could rip Aiden a new one I’d do it in a heartbeat.

“What are you still doing seated?” Aiden’s voice grumbles above me.

I snapped my head up. I was slouched and had my fore- Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

head on my opened palm as I thought of possible ways to get out of this situation.

I didn’t even pick up on his footsteps.

I winced and straightened my spine.

Is he going to be that boss who’s uptight and rude when they find their employees slacking off?

Especially with the way I blasted him in his office earlier.

“Sorry. Was deep-

Aiden cuts in before I am done making up an excuse.” We need to be on our way to that interview.” He

lifts his hand, his eyes falling on his watch around his wrist. “We should get. there in the next thirty

minutes or so.”

My brows knot. Am I missing something?

“If you don’t mind me asking Aiden. But what interview are we heading to? And why do I need to tag

along?”

Are secretaries allowed to even tag along with their boss for interviews?

Aiden looks at me like I have grown a second head.

“My PA isn’t here yet so that leaves you to be the one to take her place for now. Also did you not read

the file I gave you yesterday? It clearly stated everything I have to do today and the rest of the week.”

He said with a slight shake of his head before his eyes narrowed down on me.

“If you’ve already forgotten about that, I imagine you’ve forgotten that you’re supposed to bring along

optional suits

for me to wear for the said interview?” His eyes flash in

amusement.

My eyes widen.

I was?

Aiden chuckles when he sees my expression and pulls out his phone from his pocket.

He dials a number and then places the phone to his ear. “Olivia, would you please send suits-

He walks away leaving me a bit angry that he was calling Olivia instead of just giving me the numbers

for the stores. I could call them too Aiden!

I glared at his back only for him to catch me in the act when he turns around to lift his brows. “Aren’t

you tagging along mama bear?”

I nod, standing up.

“Oh and bring that file along. You need a bit more study- ing it seems.” He said with a teasing smirk

plastered on his face.

I glared at him and he chuckled, turned around and con- tinued to speak on the phone with this Olivia

woman.

“It seems you pick your days when you want to be a devil Aiden,” I gritted while taking the bag and

following after him.

If he thinks I’ll bring that file he had another thing coming.

“Mr. Xavier!” A woman with a head-worn condenser mi- crophone shouts and glasses shouts across

the room, waving her hand to catch Aiden’s attention.

She’s beaming with a look of awe as she rushes over to

Aiden.

“Mr. Xavier I’ve been asked to show you to your private changing room. Follow me.” She chirps after

giving Aiden a very seductive look and completely ignores me like everyone else.

As soon as we got on set, no one and I mean no one seem to acknowledge that I was standing beside

Aiden. Everyone seemed to be so transfixed by him that you’d think he was some kind of God and not

the blue-eyed devil his employees

deem him to be.

The woman brought us to a private dressing room.

“So you can wait here until the interviewer arrives. She’s running a bit late today. There’s water in the

mini fridge and a few drinks. But it would be wise to stay clear-headed for your interview.” She chirps.

How can someone be so chirpy so early?

I mean it was eleven forty but it was way too early to be

chirpy.

Or maybe you’re just angry because no one has yet to look at you and all those women are sending all

these sugges- tive looks Aiden’s way.

“I’ll see you soon Mr. Xavier.” The woman grins and then leaves soon after.

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When she was gone, I glared at Aiden. You have them falling at your feet like dominoes.”

Aiden tugs on his tie as he settles himself on the chair in front of the mirror. He looks at me through his

reflection in the mirror, his lips curving into a grin.

“Are you jealous mama bear?”

I snorted. “Of course not.” I denied.

He shakes his head and with a chuckle murmurs. “You see you wouldn’t have been if you agreed to be

my fake fiance. At least then you’d have a right to tell them off.” He winks.