Aiden "Why are you grinning?" Lachlan asks, giving me a once-over as he steps into the elevator beside me. I don't reply, too caught up in my fantasy about my morning with Hermione to contend with him. He's trying to rile me up, but my tryst with Hermione this morning has left me feeling elated. Nothing can dim this feeling. "You're late," Lachlan says. "So are you," I shoot back, not looking at him. Silence hangs in the air as the elevator ascends seamlessly. "When are you moving out?" Lachlan breaks the silence. "It's none of your concern." "Get that stupid smile off your face!" he bites out, his anger evident. I look at him, observing his furious expression. Someone must have gotten on Dad's bad side this morning.I had left home earlier, before breakfast, to surprise Hermione. Hopefully, when I get home tonight, I can catch up on what happened from the staff gossip. Last night, I decided to reciprocate Hermione's callousness. I had planned a seductive game of cat and mous
Hermione I arrive at work the following morning to find an unwanted visitor in my office. I pause at the door, my hand still grasping the doorknob. I sensed something was off when I inserted my key into the lock and found the door already unlocked. "Hi," Aiden says, waving at me with a charming smile. I step into the office, close the door behind me, and approach him with measured strides. "What do you want?" I ask curtly. "You left your gift behind," he says, nodding toward the bag on the couch. I glance at it briefly before refocusing on him. "How did you get into my office? Who let you in?" "I pulled a few strings. Our public relationship has its perks. And, of course, I'm a charmer," he says with a grin. "Enough babbling. Answer my question," I say, my tone laced with irritation. Aiden swivels the visitor chair to face me fully. "I'm here for a checkup." I blink, certain he's teasing me. "Isn't it a bit early for games, Aiden? If you have nothing better to do with your t
Hermione I lower my hands to my sides. They had embarrassingly hung limp after Aiden released his grip. The spell he cast on me vanishes with his departure, and I exhale in exasperation. My body registers the noticeable chill in the night air, and I shiver, rubbing my sleeves. I feel a flutter in my chest as I inhale, the sensations I had with Aiden earlier rushing back in full force. The roughness of his voice, the warmth of his breath, and the intensity of his gaze all combined to unravel my defenses. I couldn't resist. The scent of beer on his breath could have off-putting; however, when mingled with the scent of his cologne, it created a heady mix that made my senses spin. I inhale sharply and sweep my tongue over my lips, tasting the aftertaste of his kiss. I close my eyes, trying to shake him off my thoughts, but my body keeps reacting to his touch. It's as if my body responds to him on a primal level, drawn to the warmth and intimacy of his presence. I try to resist, but
AidenI had to leave. I couldn't trust myself not to react impulsively in a way I'd later regret. My body trembled with rage as I stormed out of the hospital towards my car. Jealousy left a bitter taste in my mouth, and the adrenaline rush from speeding didn't erase it. The day passed in a blur as I worked mechanically. Now, I'm sitting at a night bar, trying to drown my simmering anger in alcohol. The loud music reverberates through the club, but it's not enough to distract me from the heart pain Hermione had inflicted earlier that morning. Am I that bad of a man? Women would line up for me, but the one woman who matters to me makes me work hard for her affections. She doesn't seem willing to let me in. They call me the heartbreaker, but I'm not as callous as Hermione treats me in our relationship. I don't treat my dates with the same disregard Hermione showed me this morning.My heart seethes as I recall finding her in another man's arms. My anger surges, and I slam my fist on
Hermione "You're having a misunderstanding, Mr. Mendes," Xavier says, trying to clarify the situation. I don't care what Aiden thinks about my relationship with Xavier. This might even work in my favor to discourage his interest in me entirely. If he thinks I'm disloyal, his fragile attraction to me will dissipate, and he'll stop pursuing me. I won't have to resist him until my head clears. Everyone will stay in their rightful place, and all will be well. "Hermione and I go way back," Xavier explains. "We're just friends.""Just friends?" Aiden growls, finally tearing his gaze away from mine. Electricity ran through me when I saw him at the door earlier. I was stunned by his presence, speechless and numb. If Xavier hadn't approached him, I would have remained rooted under his intense glare. I find my voice at Aiden's question, answering before Xavier can. "What are you doing here, Aiden?" I approach the two men, standing beside them."I caught you in another man's arms, and that'
Aiden I had a hunch that Hermione would avoid me again after I left her house that evening. I tried to call and text her to make amends, but to no avail. I would have confronted her in person, but my schedule was tight over the past week, and I couldn't leave Nell to handle the workload alone, despite his assurance that he could manage it. Nell is my biggest supporter when it comes to my marriage plans. He's been effusive about my engagement to Hermione, gushing over how well we looked together when he watched the video of our public appearance online.This morning, I decided I'd had enough of playing games with Hermione. I instructed Nell to reschedule my appointments and clear my schedule for a visit to Hermione's hospital today. As I envision the morning's events, a smile spreads across my face. Lost in my thoughts, I don't notice Dad until I walk past him. I sense his presence and snap back to reality. I turn to face him, apologizing for ignoring him, just as he clears his thr