The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 77

~AUTUMN~

“I’m not sure I’m doing the right thing, mother,” I whisper. “Atticus hasn’t returned. It’s been hours. I think we should go to them. I know where he is.”

“I’m sure Atticus is okay.” She promises me. “If he were in pain, you would have felt it. The fact that you’re still standing means that he is okay. I’m sure he’s already on his way back home.”

“I’m scared,” I confess. “So many things have happened to us in the past few days; I’m terrified that something will separate us again.”

She hugs me, “if he doesn’t return within half an hour, we will go with you.”

“Thank you, mom,” I tell her as I hug her tightly.

I was restless; I wanted to have him near me as soon as possible.

We’d managed to stop the fire with the help of hundreds of people who were friends with my parents. The mansion was still in a terrible state, but at least it hadn’t completely burned down. The Fawns had enough money to fix it in a short period. Their lives were more important than anything else. I was still hopeful that his parents were okay.

“I hear something,” I shout as I hear a vehicle approaching. I don’t wait for my mother as I storm out of the parking lot and towards the mansion’s entrance.

Atticus is already out of the jeep even before it stops, and my face lights up to see him. I run towards him, and his hands grip my waist as he lifts me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on for my life.

“That’s it; I’m never letting you out of my sight again.” I tease him. “I’m so happy that you’re back. Where are your parents?”

“We’re right here, Autumn.” His mother tells me.

Atticus placed me back onto the ground, and I ran towards them. They both hugged me.

“I’m so happy that you’re both okay.”

“And we’re happy that you are. Life wouldn’t have been the same without you in our lives, Autumn. We still believe that you’re the only woman for our son, and we want to give a proper apology for what we’ve put you through when we learned of your background.”

I shook my head, “it’s okay. It’s in the past. I know why you did it.”

Mr. Fawn smiles, “I hope your parents can also forgive us for everything.”

“I think they already did,” I confess as I point toward their home. “It would have been burnt to the ground if they didn’t bring friends to help save what was left of it. I think they’ve already put everything behind them.”

Things in my life were already looking brighter. The Fawns and the Riveras were good friends again. We had all survived the battles thrown our way these past few weeks. And Atticus and I have never been more in love with each other.

“What on earth happened here?” Someone asks behind us.

It was Gerard Fawn. Atticus’s grandfather. He had finally returned.

“Grandfather!” They all called to him as they ran to hug him tightly. He clearly wasn’t aware of anything we’ve been through the past few weeks.

“I leave you guys for a few weeks, and this is what happens?” He demands. “You burnt our home!”

“We have a lot of updates for you,” Atticus informs him.

“Maybe we should start with letting him know my real family’s background,” I tell Atticus.

His grandfather looks at me without a sign of shock on his face, “you’ve finally figured out that your father is Azai Reign.”

We all gasp.

“How did you know this?” I ask, confused.

you to marry into our family. Your biological mother was like a daughter to her. She loved her plenty, and she promised to keep a close

knew my true identity. She loved my mother like her own

you tell us the

me to let you find out on your own. She knew the moment Autumn found out; her life

lot when she

you, grandfather,” Atticus confessed. “Marrying Autumn is the best thing that ever happened

“didn’t I tell

grins, “I should listen to you more often from now

. .

my home since the mansion was

for now. His parents and my parents were close once more like they’d never even fought to begin with. I was delighted

me,” Atticus whispers as he kisses my neck. We were finally settled

I had to let you win at least one battle on your own.”

wasn’t even the one to kill that witch.” He says in deep thought. “Clarissa is stronger than I expected her to

of this family.” I tease him. “We can take care of

can take care of yourself. It’s just something inside me that

mean. I’m always

on my neck, and my body

him as I tighten my hold around his neck. “No

moves his lips to my cheek, and I happily let him kiss me all

you. I love you, Autumn. I love you so much. I never want to leave

his hand down my body, “it feels good to remember everything about you. Like that night in

blush, and he kisses each of my fingers, “can you be

and climbed onto his lap

remember from that day?” I

breath hitches, “I remember how beautiful you looked. How irresistible you were to me. How hard it was not to touch you in the dirty ways

hands grabbed my hips and guided my body in slow

against my lower

I unzip his pants. I wanted to feel him, and I didn’t want to

could I forget?” He growls as

nibbled on his ear, “but you did forget.

myself inside for forgetting Autumn. I wish I never

I’m not complaining,” I tell him. “I know it wasn’t your fault. I’m just saying that maybe you needed a

pauses, and the desire in his

of his pants and stroke it

breath hitches, and he mumbles a few curse

“f**k. Autumn.” He growls.

reminder?” I

sweetheart.” He whispers like he’s in

me, Atticus, what it feels like being inside of me?”

easy for him. I wanted him to work for it. Besides, I enjoyed

hissed when my fingers tightened around him. “Like I was finally where I belonged. It felt like something I should have

as he grinds our bodies together. “f**k, this feels

his lips and feel his growl against

hissed as he ripped my clothes

covers my breast with his mouth and simultaneously thrusts his d**k into me. Before I can cry out his name, he covers my lips with his

than before. He repeats that

so

inside of me. “I don’t think I’ll ever find the right words to

body drops onto his, and we both fall onto the

like that for a few minutes before he speaks again,

lift my head from his chest