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 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

surprised me when it was Dante. He barely ever says a word to me. Not unless he had no

on his forehead. I don’t know why I did it; I also am not sure why I haven’t moved

a look of shock on his face, his eyes are wide, and I think he may have forgotten

comes to his senses, he moves my

“Your bruises. They’re

knew how much he hated it

before. This fighting ring, was it someplace that men

what I said

at least one person who truly loved

“Willow—”

me further. Please.” I

didn’t want to hear how much he loved her. While it was confirmed that I was happy his love for her

help that I had all of these bottled emotions trapped inside me,

say something when his mother rushes to his side. “Dante!” She hissed. “What have you been doing to yourself,

his entire

face!” She shouts. They were all losing their

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

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

wanted to be as close to them as they were with each other, but I could never really bond with them

don’t want to talk about it,”

“You are opening up about this