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.”

do you want one?”

why Autumn offered her a drink, but Clarissa definitely seemed

“no. I’m sorry, I don’t

into Clarissa, “a little longer

just

grins, “I was speaking from

wasn’t the best place to be so f*****g drawn to her, but

brother, and after Anya’s death, he needed us more

I will always have to live with the fact that I killed the woman my brother was in love

me. He knew I had to do it. He knew I

tell him as I grab one from the

“I’m good.” He says.

it.” I try again. “You look like you

from my hand but

talk, we are going to

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

I could find out for good. If

her as she

even look up as they drag her to one

Willow is your wife, and you haven’t shown her any attention since we got here.” Atticus points

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

but I could tell Dante’s words had

that is true, I was under a spell.” He reminds him. “I didn’t know that until a week ago. So technically, I wasn’t 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 need it

yet. If he

my a*s Atticus,” Dante growls as he finally opens

wouldn’t be your real brother if

beach,” Griffin says as he takes

a good idea. I needed that water to cool down my body and remind myself to

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