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 wishes, nothing

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

grab the keys from the desk in

you going this hour?” Atticus asks

what I

even waking

for a drive.”

happen with Willow?

throat, “I asked her to move into my

He looked surprised.

in the same room as you?”

that?” I demand.

both hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that you knew

your lectures, Atticus? Because I could do without a lecture

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

didn’t press on

me sane for the past

walked into the garage and started

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

kissed her? She should have been angry with me; instead, she

hands tighten on the steering wheel.

kiss or not had nothing to do with

the gates for the underground ring, and

to the first booth. The receptionist smiles brightly when she

a pleasant surprise this is. You’re not on tonight Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why are you here? Is

me. “Are there any spots available?” I ask