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.

myself never to touch her. I didn’t even kiss her on

woken me, there’s no telling how far I would have

grab the keys from the desk

are you going this hour?” Atticus

what I needed

he even waking

need to go for a

happen with Willow? We noticed that she isn’t

throat, “I asked her to move into

He looked surprised.

the same room

weird about that?” I

in his pockets, “I know that. We

jaw clenches, “is this another one of your lectures, Atticus? Because I

“I can see that you’re not in a good mood. I’ll let you go. We can speak

grateful that he didn’t

was going 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

into the garage and

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 not disgusted that I had kissed her? She should have been angry with me; instead, she said it wasn’t a big

tighten on the steering wheel. Was it,

first kiss or not had nothing to do with

gates for the underground ring, and the second they saw my jeep, they let me

I leave the vehicle and head to the

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

me. “Are there any spots available?”