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

If she hadn’t woken me, there’s no telling how far I would have taken things while thinking it was

grab the keys from the desk

going this hour?”

just what I needed

he even waking

for a drive.” I

with Willow?

asked her to move into

He looked surprised.

sleeping in the same room as you?” He

that?” I demand. “She’s my

know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that you knew

clenches, “is this another one of your lectures, Atticus? Because I could

that you’re not in a good mood. I’ll let you go. We can

didn’t

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

into the garage

I could think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent was still all over my body, she

She should have been angry with me; instead, she said it wasn’t a big deal.

on the steering wheel. Was it,

Whether it was her first kiss or not

the underground ring, and the

parking, I leave the vehicle and head to the first booth. The receptionist smiles

Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why are you here? Is

front of me. “Are there any spots available?” I ask her, ignoring