The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 102

Book 2 Chapter 25

~DAMON~

What the f**k did I do? I announced my engagement to Anya and ripped Clarissa’s dress from her body, all within the span of a few hours.

All she had on were lacey white panties that I couldn’t get out of my freaking mind. And her breasts. f**k. Clarissa has the most beautiful pair of breasts I’ve ever seen in my life. I wanted to suck on them. I wanted to play with her n*****s between my fingers. I wanted to bury my face in them.

I can’t get her body out of my head. I can’t get her out of my f*****g mind. She’s all that I can think about.

I know what I did was wrong. I know that I’ve crossed a line. I know it will take a lot to fix what happened. Everything in the past between Clarissa and I has been somewhat forgivable, but this time, I’d done something I should have never done. This time, I was the one that took things to a place of no return. I was never supposed to see her like that. But I lost all damn control when she told me she was wet for me.

I did smell her arousal. I did feel how much she wanted me. But hearing her say it had snapped something inside of me. The beast inside me had finally gotten a chance to come out and take what it wanted.

I don’t know where I got the strength to pull away from her tonight. I almost lost my mind while pacing in the room. Her scent was still on my body. I could still feel her hands in my hair. Damn it. I didn’t think I’d ever love someone’s hands in my hair as much as I loved hers.

I shouldn’t want her this much. I’m not supposed to want her like this. I should not f*****g ache like this for her. The monster in my pants was still pulsing for a chance to be inside her.

Ah, f**k. What the hell? Why did I think of that?

I was making a mess out of my damn life. I knew that I was running from Clarissa. This marriage with Anya wasn’t happening because I wanted it to happen; I was going ahead only because it would stop whatever was happening between Clarissa and me. This wedding was a plot to get her to stop wanting me. But I think it’s done the opposite.

It worked for a second, but she was determined to change things between us; I saw it in her eyes. She couldn’t hide it from me.

Things could have been different if Anya wasn’t a part of my life; things could have been different if my parents hadn’t adopted Clarissa and given her our last name.

But these things weren’t about to change anytime soon. There’s not a single chance for Clarissa and me to have anything other than a sibling relationship.

I had to make her see this. But f**k me; I was scared of the girl. Clarissa scared me. I’ve never been terrified of anything as much as my feelings for her scared me.

It’s the reason why I kept running. To protect her from herself and me. There was only so much I could take. She kept teasing me, and today, I’d snapped. I wasn’t sure where I got the self-control to stop anything from happening between us.

Her f*****g taste hasn’t left my mouth since she first kissed me. And I didn’t want ever to lose that taste from my memory. I didn’t ever want to forget what she tasted like. But I knew it was a taste I would remember for the rest of my life.

I spotted Dante walking into the parking lot just as I was about to leave.

He sees me, and I can see the anger and hurt still in his eyes. I’d been so concerned about Clarissa that I didn’t take the time to realize that my brother was also hurting.

“Hey,” I say.

he walks straight past

“I’m sorry.” I apologize.

stop, and I turn to look at him. His back is turned to

He asks. “We both know I would have done the same thing

that you are in pain. You are still my brother; it doesn’t matter if

Dante hissed. “I can’t believe this day is finally here. You know what’s the funny part

he

I hoped that my chances of marrying her had increased. But then I saw her getting closer to you after losing Atticus. I realized it was only a matter of time before she chose you over me. A part of

for wishing

make things better? He knew that I wouldn’t call off the wedding. He knew that if he asked me to

his head to look me in

one favor as my brother?” He

A favor?

you want?” I ask. “I’m willing to

parents got kidnapped by that witch. She hasn’t been the same. I don’t know if you’ve noticed the change in her behavior, but I pay attention enough to know that she isn’t okay. Don’t ever do anything to hurt her. Don’t ever make her cry like Atticus did when he married Autumn. Please don’t make her go through what she went through in the past. Be the person I would have been for her if she’d decided

I stiffen.

this promise when I was only marrying Anya because of my feelings for Clarissa? How did I admit these things to him without him

was f*****g screwed. My life was

digging a deeper hole for myself, and I knew that eventually, I wouldn’t be able

everything I’d done. It would be wrong of me to let her think that my heart was completely hers. It would be wrong of me to let her marry me while thinking that I wasn’t being unfaithful. And I was. Both mentally and

Anya ever since Clarissa and I kissed for the first time, and now, I don’t think it’s possible for me to ever touch her again. At least, not until I figured out what the hell this thing between Clarissa and me

my best to do as you ask of me,” I promise

I can see a

to see Anya. This was the first step I had to take to keep my promise to Dante. I jump into my jeep and drive

take me long to find Anya, and when I do, I jump out of the jeep. She told me to meet her in front of her home. One thing she never likes doing is bringing me into her house, and I never

pull her into my arms. My heart

like I would combust into flames if I didn’t take her into my arms and kiss her. It was different with Anya. I

wrong?” Anya asks

I whisper. “I did something horrible, and I don’t know if you’ll still want to marry me

from me, “what are you talking about, Damon?” She demands. “What could

confess. “You’re not the only one I have in my heart Anya. I know that makes

I couldn’t lie anymore. It was unfair to her to keep the fact from her. I was

shock in her eyes. Was she shocked by the truth or by the fact

she?” She

Clarissa. Even though I wanted to be honest with Anya, I had to protect Clarissa. I didn’t think this through completely.