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.

married Willow, I promised myself never to touch her. I didn’t even kiss her on the altar. It was

she hadn’t woken me, there’s no telling how far I would have taken things while thinking it was Anya

from the desk in

are you going this hour?” Atticus

just what I needed

even waking at this

for

He asks. “Did something happen with Willow?

my throat, “I asked her

He looked surprised.

sleeping in the same room

weird about that?” I demand. “She’s my wife, isn’t

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

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

not in a good mood. I’ll let you go. We can speak in the morning. Hopefully, by

didn’t press on

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

the garage and

only person I could think

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

the steering wheel.

kiss or not

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

to the first

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

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