The Girl He Craves novel (Sophie and Aiden) novel Chapter 168

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.

“Tell me what happened when you went to him.” He demanded.

I looked around nervously.

“People are watching Aiden. I think you two should talk this out in private.” Suddenly Greg’s voice greets us from behind Aiden.

Aiden grits his teeth.

“Fine.”

He clutches my hand and practically drags me out of the station.

The reporters outside wasted no time bombarding him with questions but Aiden wasn’t having it today.

“Get out of my fucking way!” He roared, pushing one of the reporters away.

She yelps, stumbling back and crashing into the others.

My eyes widen.

Oh, he’s mad.

He’s really mad.