The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 182

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 18

~WILLOW~

I was having doubts about this. What would I do if someone else was inside that room? Would they allow me to back out?

“Willow.” They call my name. “You’re up next.”

I watched as Sharon exited the room with a pissed look on her face. Whoever she’d gotten to kiss wasn’t who she wanted. That’s a good sign? Isn’t it?

It meant that she didn’t get to kiss Dante.

“Willow?” They call my name again.

I build up the courage to take a few steps forward. My hands shake when I open the door and enter the room.

Music was playing, canceling out the noise from outside. The lights were dimmed but I could still see clearly. I look around the room for Dante. At least, I was still hoping that it was Dante.

The door in front of me opens, and I breathe a sigh of relief when I see the familiar face of the man I married.

It was him. Autumn and Clarissa were right. They made it happen.

He doesn’t look surprised to see me. Did they also explain to him about their plan?

Dante looks angry, and I think it’s possible that he knew nothing about this unlike what I was hoping. He still looks like someone who thought I wouldn’t participate in the kissing booth.

This wasn’t good. I didn’t want to upset him, but he now seems furious.

“Are you surprised to see that it’s me?” He asks me; I can barely recognize the tone of his voice. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Dante this angry in the past, and it felt horrible to know that his anger was directed toward me.

“No,” I answer honestly. “I was hoping that it would be you.”

I can sense the sarcasm, “is

you’re talking about, Dante,” I

He demands. “To be

the hell is wrong with you?

take one back. I wasn’t used to

lied about not taking part in this event.”He explains as he takes another step forward. “I saw you getting ready to enter the room, and I knew it was all a lie. You said that

couldn’t be possible. Autumn said that

would never purposefully

“I think you’re misunderstanding—”

think I am Willow.” He growls. “If you wanted to kiss someone

he grabs

you doing?” I

He answers me. “You paid for a kiss,

mine. For the first few seconds, all I could

a kiss, but he seemed to be under the impression

him shiver in my arms

against his mouth. What was this strong feeling in

could feel

it was me he was kissing. He wasn’t thinking about my sister. He thought of me even though he only

another girl would be experiencing this right now if

that I had listened

on the door, but I don’t

outside. They were

on top of me. It almost feels like he’d lost control

this time, it