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

there, but he’d 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

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

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

eyes are wide, and I think he may have forgotten

he finally comes to his

“Your bruises. They’re just

knew how much he hated it when

it someplace that men went to fight? It would match the

I said

“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

“Willow—”

don’t embarrass me further.

loved her. While it was confirmed that I was happy his

trapped inside

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

wouldn’t be long before his entire family stood in front of my

at what you’ve done to your face!” She shouts. They were all losing their patience with

shouting would help. He’s in too much

father asks behind him. “Is that what you do

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 they were with each other, but

to talk about it,” Dante

says. “You are opening up about this right now. I’m tired of seeing you this