The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 112

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 112

Book 2 Chapter 35

~DAMON~

No words have ever cut deeper than these spoken by Clarissa.

It’s the first time she’s been so clear about her feelings. She’s always given little hints through her actions, but it’s the first time her words have been this clear. I’ve always been able to control myself, telling myself that I was wrong, that she meant something else. But this time, it was so clear that I couldn’t deny her words.

She doesn’t realize how happy it makes me to know that I’m the one that she wants. She doesn’t realize that I want her too. I’ve wanted her for so f*****g long that it physically hurts to be this close to her and not have her in my arms. I’m tempted to dip my head lower to touch my lips to hers. I’m tempted to nip at her earlobe and suck on the skin behind her ear. I’m tempted to bite her neck and claim what was rightfully mine since the start.

Mine.

f**k.

Why have I always been this possessive over her? My possessiveness has only grown over the past few days. I was so possessive over her that I would literally kill anyone that touched her inappropriately.

Damn it, I almost killed myself the last time I lost control around her.

Did all Fawns have the same t*****e to deal with? Atticus was also supposed to love only Anya, but somehow Autumn could gain his heart without even trying. It was the same with me. I was thought only to have eyes for Anya, but somehow Clarissa is all that I can see. She has always been by my side, and she’s someone I trust more than anyone else in this world.

Happiness for me meant having her by my side. Nothing could ever feel as good as having her in my arms, close to me, where I could touch and smell her.

This only meant that I would be miserable after marrying Anya. I would lose the one person that made me happy. But I would do it all again as long as she got to live a normal life.

I couldn’t deny my feelings anymore. It was clear as day that I wanted Clarissa and not Anya. I would always care for Anya, and I would always protect her, but I didn’t want her in the way that I wanted Clarissa. It was different.

But even this fact couldn’t change our faith. It was already too late for us. It was too late the moment my family chose her. I couldn’t let her see how affected I was by her words. I couldn’t let her think that she’d won. If she knew that she was breaking down the walls I’d put up to keep her safe; she would keep pushing. I knew Clarissa; she never stopped fighting unless she felt there was nothing left to fight for.

“I’m sorry, Clarissa.” I apologize even though I knew it would only annoy her. She hates when I apologize to her, and maybe that’s partly why I always do it. I don’t want to bring her closer to me; I want to push her away. “You should get some rest. You’ve had a long day.”

“This isn’t over.” She threatens me.

turned away from her, ready to leave, before

don’t want, I could do the

I pause midway.

To get

What the f**k?

If I married Anya, that meant Clarissa would also, one day, marry. Someone else.

what to say to pierce my heart? How did she know that it would kill me inside

she appears in front of me, my eyes lifts from the ground

this to get under my skin? Would she truly marry another

wouldn’t. She wouldn’t

I found someone else to love? Someone else to kiss and touch.

“Stop it.”

they were words that marked my breaking

“Why

bite my lip to stop saying something I

he loves me. You’ll love it if he puts a ring on my finger and gives

by her face and pull her closer to me.

much. Eyes that saw straight through me. Eyes that brightened my entire day. Eyes that have somehow

you by just hearing this, imagine how difficult it would be if it happened for real. Imagine how hard it would be for you if

pain than her if she married another man. But there was nothing I could do about it. Why was Clarissa not understanding what I was trying to show her?

the hell is going on in here?”

I freeze.

It was Atticus.

slowly drag my gaze from her face to stare at my brother, who’s standing at the doorway. He’s looking at the both of us, and I

from me to

for him, I’m not going to listen to a

me you still haven’t learned

folds her arms stubbornly, “I’ll behave when I

at her words. I knew what she wanted. As much as it thrilled me to know that it was me, it also pained

frowns at her words, and now his

crazy enough to tell him the truth,

“I can ask her that question. She’ll faster

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