The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 166

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 2

~WILLOW~

“Why the f**k do you need to know that?” Dante growls.

Atticus crosses his arms over his chest and I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen these two this angry with each other.

“A f*****g underground fighting ring?” Atticus growls. “Are you a lunatic?”

A fighting ring? What was that exactly?

Dante looks surprised that Atticus knows the truth.

“Did you follow me there?” He asks him. “Did you f*****g follow me there, Atticus?”

“Of course I did!” He roars. “You kept returning home with a million bruises and acting like everything was okay when we all knew it wasn’t. Why the hell would you join something like that?”

Dante narrows his eyes and moves closer to his brother, “You may not have loved Anya, but I did. She’s dead. She’s dead, Atticus. Tell me you wouldn’t do the same if Autumn died. The woman I love is gone, and now I’m stuck in a marriage to her—”

He stops talking when he hears my gasp. I covered my mouth; I didn’t realize I’d made a sound until now.

Atticus turns to look at me as well, and I felt uncomfortable under both of their gazes.

could say anything, I opened my room door and safely

said exactly what he was thinking. It wasn’t a secret that Dante never wanted to marry me. It also wasn’t a secret that he didn’t love me, not even a little bit. I think it’s even possible that he hates me. He hates being married to

me to open it. I was expecting to see Atticus there, but it surprised

touch the bruise on his forehead. I don’t know why I

on his face, his eyes are wide,

his senses, he moves

whisper. “Your bruises. They’re just worst

hated

were worse than before. This fighting ring, was it someplace that men went to

I said

yourself.” I cut him off. “I know that you loved Anya, and I’m happy she had at least one person who truly loved her besides my mother and me. I’m aware that

“Willow—”

Dante. Please don’t embarrass me further. Please.” I stop him once

her. While it was confirmed that I was happy his love for her was genuine, it didn’t make

of these bottled emotions trapped inside me, all directed

his mother rushes to his side. “Dante!” She

long before his entire family stood in

what you’ve done to your face!” She shouts.

didn’t think the shouting would help.

father asks behind him. “Is

us next with Clarissa. Those two were inseparable, especially since they discovered they were biological sisters. I often wanted to be as close to them as

want to talk

what you say,” his mother says. “You are opening up about this right now. I’m tired of