The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 174

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 10

~DANTE~

I can still f*****g taste her. Smell her. Feel her. Willow was softer than any woman I’d ever had in my life in the past, including her sister.

I was angry, f*****g angry that I had done something so unforgivable, even if it was in my sleep.

How could I have thought that she was Anya? I should have awakened the moment her scent hit my nose. It wouldn’t have taken me long to know that it wasn’t Anya beneath me but Willow.

Damn it.

What the hell was wrong with me? I brought Willow to my room to protect her from the rumors; I did not bring her to bury my d**k inside her.

Why did that thought even cross my mind?

I felt sick to my stomach. I was a sick bastard.

She was Anya’s sister, for crying out loud.

I couldn’t stay here. Not tonight. Not when her scent still surrounded me. I hated to admit it, but the moment I’d tasted her in my mouth, I wanted b****y more.

I must be going insane; that’s the only explanation for this. As a man, my need to have a woman beside me was messing with my head. That would explain my desire for something more.

To hell with that. I rathered spend the rest of my life without a single woman than have strong desires for a woman that wasn’t Anya.

Willow, I promised myself never to touch her. I didn’t even kiss her on the altar. It was all about fulfilling Anya’s dying

today, I’d broken that promise. If she hadn’t woken me, there’s no telling how far I would

keys from the desk in front

are you going this hour?”

just what

even waking at

for

asks. “Did something happen with Willow? We noticed

my throat, “I asked her to move into my

He looked surprised.

in the same room as you?” He

weird about that?” I demand. “She’s my wife, isn’t

me and places both hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know

lectures, Atticus? Because I could do

not in a good mood. I’ll let you go. We can speak in the morning. Hopefully, by then, your mood

didn’t press on this

sane for the past few weeks. And it was the one

garage and

drive to the underground ring wasn’t an easy one. Usually, Anya was the only person I could think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent was still

had kissed her? She should have been angry with

wheel. Was it, not her first

clenches. Whether it was her first kiss or not had

gates for the underground ring, and the second

leave the vehicle and head to the first booth. The receptionist smiles brightly when

She

front of me. “Are there