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.

a daughter to her. She loved her plenty, and she promised to keep a close eye on you. As you grew up, she fell in love with you like you

knew my true identity. She loved my

you tell us

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

I loved her plenty. I cried a lot when she died. She was also like a

I listened to you, grandfather,” Atticus confessed. “Marrying Autumn is the best thing that

“didn’t I tell

should listen to you more often

. .

home since the mansion was under construction after

staying in some of our guest rooms. We were like one big happy family, at least for now. His parents and my parents were close once more like they’d never even fought to begin with. I was delighted to see

surprised you listened to me,” Atticus whispers as he kisses my neck. We were finally settled in my room, and I was

giggle against his kisses, “I knew I had to let you win at

one to kill that witch.” He says in

faith in the women of this family.” I tease

something inside me that wants to keep

his cheek, “I know what you mean. I’m

my body

the beginning.” I tell him as I tighten my hold around his neck. “No one is ever going

and I

mouth, “I’m happiest being yours. I will never willingly want anyone else but you. I love you, Autumn. I love you so much. I never want to leave your side. I can’t wait to spend the rest of

feels good to remember everything about

and he kisses each of

onto the bed and

I whisper as I grind my body

How hard

when his hands grabbed my hips and guided my body in slow

feel his d**k stir against my lower

his pants. I wanted to feel

He growls as his

playfully nibbled on his ear, “but

“I’m still killing myself inside for forgetting Autumn. I wish

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

pauses, and the desire in his

pull his d**k out of his pants

and he

“f**k. Autumn.” He growls.

a reminder?” I whisper as I

He whispers like

what it feels like being inside

Besides, I

but in a good way.” He hissed when my fingers tightened around him. “Like I was finally where I belonged. It felt like something

grinds our bodies together.

tease his lips and feel his growl

wait anymore, Autumn.” He hissed as he ripped my clothes

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

pushes into me harder than before. He repeats that motion,

you so much.” I cry

bites down hard on my neck as he buries his seed inside of me. “I don’t think I’ll ever find the right words to tell you how much I love and need you in my

fall onto the bed,

my back with his fingers. We stay like that for

chest to look at him, “what’s