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 and safely got back

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

see Atticus there, but it surprised me when it was Dante. He barely ever says a word to me. Not unless he had no other

his forehead. I don’t know why I did it; I also

wide, and I think he may have forgotten what

to his senses, he

sorry,” I whisper. “Your bruises. They’re

he hated

was it someplace that men went to fight? It

I

least one person who truly loved her besides my mother and me. I’m aware that the only

“Willow—”

okay, Dante. Please don’t embarrass me further. Please.” I stop

was confirmed that I

all of these bottled emotions trapped inside

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

long before his entire family stood in front

you’ve done to your face!” She shouts. They were all

didn’t think the shouting would help. He’s

His father asks behind him. “Is that what you do for fun

were inseparable, especially since they discovered they were biological sisters. I often wanted to 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

talk about it,” Dante

what you say,” his mother says. “You are opening up about this