The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 175

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 11

~DANTE~

The screams erupted around me the second that I stepped into the ring. It helps cancel out the pain inside my heart. Images of Anya in front of me distract me for a second, but when my opponent takes his first swing at me, I’m back to defend myself.

I duck from his second attack and let him try again. My technique was to let them fight first, get them tired, and then hit them with most of my strength. So far, I’ve never met an opponent with whom I had to use every method I knew. None of them were stronger than me.

Maybe it was my emotional pain fueling my determination to win the matches. However, it wasn’t even about winning; it was mostly about forgetting the grief inside of my heart, even if it was only for a few minutes.

I let my opponent get another punch at me; I ignore the pain in my jaw. I allowed him to hit me because I needed the pain.

After a few more punches, I finally begin my counterattack.

I can hear the applause get louder as I begin winning the fight, a mixture of males and females cheering me on.

I use the sound to bury the pain. I wish it lasted longer.

No one understood me. My family. Friends. Enemies.

No one could understand why I was still in love with Anya. They expected me to let go of her after her death. They expected me to forget about her.

I didn’t know how to explain it to anyone. Anya never treated me well enough for me to love her this deeply. But loving her had nothing to do with what she did or didn’t do. The love in my heart was true and pure.

her with my whole heart. When she died, I lost a part of me. A portion of me that would

know the truth about Anya. They

done my best to keep it

be ruined after her death. I knew my family disagreed with me, partly because this made Willow’s life more difficult. Everyone saw her as a thief, someone who’d stolen her

liked her despite the wrongs she’s done. They liked her more

my arm and lifted it to signal that

my hand as I exit the ring. “Always a pleasure watching you fight. Hope

will be back before the

do that would bring me straight back here to

to me,

a mini skirt and a white b*a. That was a casual outfit in here. She purposefully pushed herself closer so I could get a

My jaw clenches.

I have your number?” She

married,” I answer

surprised, “I

a ring, I’m positive that she knew I was married. I haven’t met anyone unaware of my marriage to Willow. However,

number?” She asks desperately. “You can call me whenever you need someone

Jaguar tells her. “This

folds her arms as

“Thanks.”

He grins. “I can’t have my best fighter harassed just after

away before someone else tries

but there wasn’t

receptionist shouts as I walk towards my