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 didn’t even kiss her

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

the desk in

are you going this hour?” Atticus asks

f**k, just what I

was he even waking

go for

“Did something happen with Willow?

throat, “I asked her to move into

He looked surprised.

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

weird about that?” I demand. “She’s my wife,

hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just

lectures, Atticus? Because I could do without a lecture tonight. Save it for someone that

a good mood. I’ll let you go.

he didn’t press on this

has kept me sane for the past few weeks. And it was the one place that

garage and started

I could think about. Tonight was

have been angry with me; instead, she said it wasn’t a big deal.

wheel. Was

jaw clenches. Whether it was her first kiss or not had nothing to do with

to the gates for the underground ring, and the second they saw

to the first booth. The receptionist smiles brightly when

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

cap in front of me. “Are there any spots available?”