The Girl He Craves novel (Sophie and Aiden)

Sophie’s pov

My heart jams in my chest as the masked men reach the limousine.

I protected Ashton by covering his little body as the glass shatters after one of the men slammed his elbow directly into the window.

Everyone screamed and Ashton’s sharp cry pierces through the air.

Being roughly taken while trying to protect my son and everyone else was challenging.

“Let her go you fucker!” Mila yelled as she throws her fists at the man who held me. Another comes to help and soon everyone’s attempts to get me away from the mask men went fruitless.

The last thing I saw was black as they quickly threw something over my head, cutting off my vision.

I screamed as they pulled me away and cried when I felt something like a needle pierce through my arm.

Seconds. It only took seconds to feel numb and lose the fight in me. It only took seconds to go into the darkness of my head. Seconds to feel hopeless and scared.

I winced when I came back to consciousness. There’s a bit of pain in my temples, an uncomfortable pressure.

I groan.

Peeling my eyes open and I’m greeted with the same darkness.

Fear reared its ugly head back in my body and I whimpered when I felt rope biting into my wrists.

My arms are pulled back, around a chair, and my ankles….I shifted them, well tried to. They were both tied too.

Suddenly someone harshly pulls the bag off my head. I winced, squinting as I try to adjust my vision.

“Rise and shine sleepy head!”

loud tone he used. I

I could make out the figure and face of the person who captured

smirk on his face the second the slight blurriness left

in the pit of my stomach. I had an inkling it was their sick family, I just hoped that perhaps I would be wrong.

up to

forward. “I’m upset you didn’t send me an invite to your

and was supposed to be private. No one, not even the media knew about it. The Muralos may have been keeping an

my heart.” He chuckled and blew me

going to kill you this

a field day two months ago huh? Spoiled our name, tried to put the blame on us for Sergio’s death-

that it was your crazy

could taste the coppery tang of my blood when I swiped the tip

call my sister crazy. She’s more of a woman than you’ll

old unfinished building. That much I could tell by the unpainted walls and concrete floors. The

gaze back to his, and glared at him in hatred.” You holding me here just proves how senile she is. In fact, all of you are

His glare intensified.

course you’d think she’s more woman than I am, aren’t you fucking her, you sick fuck? You’re sleeping with your own

slap echoed.

but my cheeks stung even more. I

on your

“Why do you have me here

evil sinister look. “The bride is curious.” He snorted and then walks around me. I stiffened when he

and makes a sharp shiver of fear crawl down my

of this.” His

more pressure I fear he’ll snap

“Stop,” I whimpered.

you whore?” He hisses beside

my heart racing in my

lets my wrists go and walks back around me to now stand in front of me. He smirks down at