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.

anyone could say anything, I opened my room door

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

me to open it. I was expecting to see Atticus there, but it surprised me when it was Dante. He barely ever says a word to me.

That’s all he gets out of his mouth before I reach over and gently touch the bruise on his forehead. I don’t know why I did it; I also am

are wide, and I think he may have forgotten what

his senses,

“Your bruises. They’re just worst

he hated it when I touched

it someplace that men

what I said

at least one person who truly loved her besides my mother and

“Willow—”

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

to hear how much he loved her. While it was confirmed that I was happy his love for her

inside me, all directed at him.

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

knew it wouldn’t be long before his entire family stood in

face!” She shouts. They were all losing their

think the shouting would help. He’s in too much pain

behind him. “Is that what

be as close to them as they were with each other, but I could never really bond with them freely. It felt weird knowing my sister’s history

want to talk about

up about this right now. I’m tired of seeing you