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

there’s no telling how far I would have taken things while thinking it

from the

you going this hour?” Atticus

what I needed

was he even waking at this

need to go for a drive.”

He asks. “Did something happen with Willow? We noticed that she isn’t in

clear my throat, “I asked

He looked surprised.

sleeping in the same room as you?” He asks for

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

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

Because I could do without a lecture tonight. Save it for someone that

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

he didn’t press

to the 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 was my

the garage and started

an easy one. Usually, Anya was the only person I could think about. Tonight

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

wheel. Was it,

was her first kiss or

ring, and

vehicle and head to the first booth. The receptionist smiles

surprise this is. You’re not on tonight Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why are

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