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.

as he walks straight past

“I’m sorry.” I apologize.

gets him to stop, and I turn to look at him. His back is turned to me, and I can feel

sorry for?” He asks. “We both know I

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

believe this day is finally here.

he

she was crazy about Atticus. I knew she wanted him more than the two of us. I knew that if our parents hadn’t stepped into their relationship, she would have married him the first chance that she got. When he married Autumn, 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

for wishing for that.

time. There’s nothing left to say. What could either of us say to make things better? He knew that I wouldn’t call off the wedding. He knew that if he asked me to do it, Anya would be upset with him.

lifts his head to

favor as my

A favor?

do you want?” I ask. “I’m willing to do anything

a hand through his hair before pinning me with his piercing gaze, “please make her happy. I’ve noticed that something has happened to Anya ever since the day our 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

I stiffen.

to hurt her? How could I make this promise when I was only

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

that

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 don’t think it’s possible for me to ever touch her again. At least, not until I figured out what the hell this

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

I can see a weight lifted off his

had to see Anya. This was the first step I had to take to keep my promise

in front of her home. One thing she never likes doing is bringing me into her house, and I never questioned it. I assumed that she was ashamed of where she lived. Anya was someone that let that kind of thing

and I immediately pull her into my arms. My heart sank when it felt nothing like

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

Anya asks

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

you talking about, Damon?” She demands. “What could you have

for someone else,” I confess. “You’re not the only one I have in my heart

unfair to her to keep the fact

her eyes. Was she shocked by the truth

is she?” She finally

Even though I wanted to