The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 192

Book 3 Chapter 28

~WILLOW~

What was I doing? I shouldn’t be kissing any part of Dante, definitely not when he was asleep and not aware of my actions.

It wasn’t like I would ever have the chance to do something like this if he was awake. That’s enough to remind me how wrong this was.

I quickly stop kissing his forehead and roll off his body. Without waiting for him to wake up, I rush into the bathroom and lock myself in.

My heart was pounding in my chest, and my cheeks were red. Still, I don’t think I’ve ever looked this refreshed. I think last night may have possibly been the best sleep I’ve ever gotten in my life, and it was all because of Dante. His presence beneath me, his warmth, his protective aura, everything made it easy for me to have a wonderful sleep.

How could I go back to sleeping like I usually did after what I experienced last night?

My skin felt hot to the touch. This was the effect he had on my body. Thankfully, I was able to wake up before he did. If he’d opened his eyes and seen me on top of him, he would have freaked out.

I don’t know what happened last night after I fell asleep. All I know is I was so happy being on top of him last night that I fell asleep very quickly. It was only supposed to be a small nap; somehow, I’d slept the entire night. From the position I’d woken up in, it was clear that I hadn’t moved at all. I’d stayed on top of him the entire night.

I still couldn’t believe what Autumn had told me about Dante. I was ready to give up until I heard what she said after I fainted. He’d won that fight to get to me. He’d even called me his wife in front of those security guards who refused to let me get closer to him. Those were the same guards who thought I was lying when I told them I was his wife.

claiming to be his wife in the past. It was already difficult seeing women

of those fights again. I knew I couldn’t stop him, but maybe there was a possibility that he would allow me to

jealous person? The thought of anyone flirting with Dante was beginning to

more disturbing than any of this was the fact that I was envious of my own sister because

speak to someone about this. I

how upset I was because I didn’t have Dante’s scent all

bed. He was nowhere in the room. He

dressed, I walk down the stairs, searching for him. I don’t find him; instead, I find

this morning.” She compliments me. “You must have

exactly been feeling the best,” I confess.

me into the family room with her. “You

my lap,

She asks.

try not to cry as I explain

“Jealous?” She asks.

with all his heart. He still loves her and only her. I wish he would show me just a little of that love. She never appreciated him. I hate myself for feeling this way. She’s my sister, and while she’s done some horrible things, she never mistreated me. She’s always done everything in her power to protect me. And now, after she’s gone, I envy her. It shouldn’t be this way, her dying wish was to give me a better life and here

sympathetic look, “you don’t have to feel guilty. I’ve been in a similar position in the past. You

horrible, Autumn.” I