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.

with my whole heart. When she died, I lost a part of me. A portion of me that would never

know the truth about Anya.

best to keep it

my family disagreed with me, partly because this made

her despite the wrongs

louder than before. The referee grabbed my arm and lifted it to signal that

ring. “Always a pleasure watching

will be back before the end

what else I’ll do that

next to me, screamed

to me. She’s dressed in a mini skirt and a white b*a. That was a casual

My jaw clenches.

I have your number?”

I

surprised, “I don’t

haven’t met anyone unaware of my marriage to Willow. However, it’s never enough to stop women from approaching me. Even if I weren’t

call me whenever

man pass,” Jaguar tells her. “This part of the ring is not

angrily folds her arms as she walks

“Thanks.”

just after a fight. Call me if

away before

want to go home, but there wasn’t anything else left for me to do

receptionist shouts as