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.

even kiss her on the altar.

hadn’t woken me, there’s no telling how far I would

from the desk in front of

are you going this

just what

was he even waking at this

go for a

He asks. “Did something happen with Willow? We noticed that she

“I asked her to move into

He looked surprised.

sleeping in the same room

about that?” I demand. “She’s

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

“is this another one of your lectures, Atticus? Because I could do without

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

that he didn’t

sane for the past few weeks. And it was the one place that stopped me from thinking about Anya. It was

into the garage and started the

person I could think

kissed her? She should have been angry with me;

steering wheel.

Whether it was her first kiss or not had nothing to

for the underground ring, and the second they saw my jeep, they

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

not on tonight Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why are you here? Is it to

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