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.

never to touch her. I didn’t even kiss her on the altar. It was

no telling

keys from the desk in front of

are you going this hour?” Atticus

f**k, just what I

even

need to go for

with Willow? We noticed

clear my throat, “I asked

He looked surprised.

the same room

that?” I demand. “She’s

at me and places both hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that you knew it

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

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

that he didn’t press on this

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

garage

drive to the underground ring wasn’t an easy one. Usually, Anya was the only person I could think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent was still all over my body, she was on my

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

the steering wheel.

her first kiss or not had nothing to do with

pulled up to the gates for the underground ring, and the second they saw my

the vehicle and head to the first booth.

not on tonight Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why

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