The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 174

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.

kiss her on the altar. It

no telling how far I would

grab the keys from the desk

you going this hour?” Atticus

what I needed

was he even waking at

go for a drive.” I

happen with Willow?

throat, “I asked her to move into my

He looked surprised.

you telling me she’s sleeping in the same room as

that?” I demand. “She’s

me and places both hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know

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

I’ll let you go.

that he didn’t press on

place my family would disapprove of. It’s the place that has kept me sane for the past few

garage and started

think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent was still all over my body,

her? She should have been angry with me; instead,

steering wheel. Was it,

kiss or not had nothing to do with

underground ring, and the second they saw my

the vehicle and head to the first booth. The receptionist

on tonight Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why are

of me. “Are

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