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.

kiss her on the altar. It was all about fulfilling Anya’s dying wishes, nothing

there’s no telling how far

from the

this hour?” Atticus asks

f**k, just what

was he even

to go for a drive.” I

happen with Willow? We noticed that she isn’t

my throat, “I asked her

He looked surprised.

she’s sleeping in the same

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

places both hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that you

of your lectures, Atticus? Because I could do without

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

he didn’t press on this

sane for the past few

walked into the garage and

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

not disgusted that I had kissed her? She should have been angry with me;

the steering wheel. Was it, not her first

it was her first kiss or not had nothing to

for the underground ring, and the second they saw my

and head to the first booth. The receptionist smiles brightly when

on tonight Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why are you here? Is it to see

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