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.

touch her. I didn’t even kiss her on the altar. It was all about fulfilling

she hadn’t woken me, there’s no telling how far I

the desk in front of

going this hour?”

what I

he even waking

for a drive.” I

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

asked her to move

He looked surprised.

in the same room

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

a brow at me and places both hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that you

jaw clenches, “is this another one of your lectures, Atticus? Because I could do without a lecture tonight. Save it for someone that

let you go. We can speak in

grateful that he didn’t

kept me sane for the past few weeks. And it was the one place that stopped me from thinking about Anya. It

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 over my body, she was on my

been angry with me; instead, she said

hands tighten on 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 jeep, they

the vehicle and head to the first booth.

not on tonight Dante.” She whispers

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