The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 135

~DAMON~

f**k it. f**k it all. I wanted her. I wanted her so much.

“Your scent is so addictive,” I growl. “Whenever you’re not close to me, I feel like something is missing. And now I know what it is. Your f*****g smell. I want it on me; I wish I had perfume with it, and still, that wouldn’t be enough.”

I watched as her cheeks turned to a beautiful flushed pink.

She gasped when I leaned into her neck and inhaled deeply.

I wanted to say more to her, but the sound of Atticus’s jeep nearing us was all I needed to push away from her. I took her bag from the jeep and strode into the beach house.

“Took you guys long enough,” Griffin yells from the corner of the kitchen.

“Already looking for food, typical,” I shout back.

He chuckles and walks out with a beer in his hand. “Want one?”

No. I wanted the woman whose scent was still lingering in my nose.

I still grab it from him. Maybe drinking would be able to help me with my need for Clarissa.

I pitch the cover onto the counter before gulping it down.

“Wow, someone’s a little thirsty,” Atticus says as he joins us with Autumn.

“Have one,” Griffin tells him. “We have enough for everyone.”

want one?” Autumn

a drink, but Clarissa

head, “no.

smiles and leans into Clarissa, “a little longer with

course, just look at you, for

“I was speaking

no matter how damn hard I try. I knew this wasn’t the best place to be so f*****g drawn to her,

attention onto Dante. He was my brother, and after Anya’s death, he

a little rocky between the two of us. I will always have to live with the fact that I killed

was angry, but I also knew that he didn’t blame me. He knew I had to do

I tell him as I grab one from the fridge and hand it to

“I’m good.” He says.

try again. “You look like you

hand but

to get dressed in our bikinis,”

could barely make it out alive when Clarissa wore normal clothes; now, I was about

she removed her tattoo of my name. Today I could find out for good. If

as she holds

they drag her

Willow is your wife, and you haven’t shown her any attention since we got

glares at him, “you’re one to talk. You weren’t that different when

could tell Dante’s words

thinking back then. You, on the other hand, know exactly what you’re doing. Willow is going through the same pain that you are. You have something in common with her. Why don’t you try opening up to her? She may

he didn’t realize it yet. If he had someone to talk to,

Dante growls as he finally opens

real brother

says as he takes

that water to cool down my body and

two