The Girl He Craves novel (Sophie and Aiden) novel Chapter 186

The Girl He Craves Chapter 186

Christopher’s pov

Dad managed to disarm the guy and calls me over as the guy’s shirt quickly soak with his blood.

“Find out who sent him.” Dad grunted as he opened the door and held the guy in a choke hold.

“How am I suppose to do that if you’re choking him!” I yelled and looked around.

Someone must have heard those gunshots. There’s no way no one would’ve heard.

Unless everyone leaving in those buildings are deaf.

“Get his phone.” Dad urged as a soft ping sound comes from the guys now lit up pocket.

He’s groaning in pain, coughing up his own blood but still struggles.

“If I were you, I’d stop struggling boy.” Dad hissed in his ear and nudged his chin to the guy’s pocket.

“Hurry up Christopher so we can get out of here.”

I quickly took out his phone.

“Fingerprint.” I grumble, fighting with the guy to grab his hand.

When I do, I pinched his finger and placed it on his screen. The phone unlocks and I quickly tapped on the text.

“That asshole! I knew Aiden was behind this shit!” I sneered as I read the messages between Aiden Xavier and the guy.

“Fuck!” I roared and slammed my fist on the jeep roof.

“What is it!?” Dad looked at me.

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. “He had this piece of shit follow us.” I pointed at the guy who looked like he was about to pass out soon. Or maybe he was about to die.

Either way he deserved it.

“He somehow managed to get passed security at your place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming my fist again, this time on the hood.

“Shit. Did he send it to Aiden?!”

I nod.

“Fuck!” Dad roared and slammed his fist on the guy’s jaw.

He groaned, nursing his wound and now nose.

Dad looks furious but also confused on what to do.

I looked down at the phone again and scrolled down. There’s a text from Aiden.

“Aiden asked for his location.” I exhaled and looked around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds of sirens so no one had called the cops.

“Give it to him,” Dad grunted.

I snapped my eyes back to his and looked at the guy who seemed to be Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

Dad’s angry eyes snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking give it to him

goddammit!” He roared, pushing the guy’s now limp body away.

He slammed the door closed and walked over to me.

“If we give it to him, he’ll see what we’ve done,” I nudged my chin to the wounded guy.

“That’s exactly why we’re going to tell him. Let him see that the guy he sent was easily taken down by us. That should scare him off a bit. He’ll not want to come after us after seeing how far we go.”