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.

her. I didn’t even kiss her on the

there’s no telling

keys from the desk in front

you going this hour?” Atticus

f**k, just what

even waking

go for a drive.” I

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

throat, “I asked her to move

He looked surprised.

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

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

pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that

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

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

grateful that he didn’t press on this

kept me sane for the past few weeks. And

garage and

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 mind

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

the steering wheel. Was it, not her first

it was her first kiss or not

pulled up to the gates for the underground ring, and

leave the vehicle and head to the first booth.

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

me. “Are there