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.”

you want

Autumn offered her a drink, but Clarissa definitely seemed to have

shook her head, “no. I’m sorry, I don’t

leans into Clarissa, “a little longer with this family, and that will all

smiles, “of course, just look at you, for

grins, “I was speaking

I try. I knew this wasn’t the best place to be so f*****g drawn

was my brother, and after Anya’s

between the two of us. I will always have to live with the fact that I killed the woman my brother

he didn’t blame me. He knew I had to

grab one from

“I’m good.” He says.

try again. “You

hand

we are going to get

it out alive when Clarissa wore normal clothes; now, I was about to be tortured even

find out for good. If she wore something

as she

look up as they drag her to

up, but Willow is your wife, and you haven’t shown her any

to talk. You weren’t that different when

sipped his beer, but I could tell Dante’s words had

“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

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

f*****g pain in my a*s Atticus,” Dante growls as he finally opens the beer and took

wouldn’t be your real brother if

takes his shirt off. “The girls can join us when

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

was just two days. Two