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.

I married Willow, I promised myself never to touch her. I didn’t even kiss her on

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

the keys from the

this hour?” Atticus asks

just what

he even

need to go for a

with Willow? We noticed that she isn’t in her

“I asked

He looked surprised.

telling me she’s sleeping in the same room as you?”

that?” I

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

I could do without a

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

didn’t press

one place my family would disapprove of. It’s the place that has kept me sane for the past few weeks. And it was the one place that stopped me from thinking about Anya. It

into the garage and started

the underground ring wasn’t an easy one. Usually, Anya was the only person I could think about. Tonight was

not disgusted that I had kissed her? She should have been angry with me; instead, she

tighten on the steering wheel. Was

it was her first kiss or

gates for the underground ring, and the

the first booth. The receptionist smiles brightly when she

surprise this is. You’re not on tonight Dante.” She whispers

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