The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 201

Book 3 Chapter 37

~WILLOW~

When Dante returns, he’s dressed in a white unbuttoned shirt and he looks handsome as ever.

“Now that our son is here and we are on our way to our destination, we have a little activity. We’ve hired the best romantic painter in the world and he’s going to paint this lovely couple for us today.” Dante’s father announces.

Did I hear them correctly? Was someone going to paint us?

“Sit on top of Dante.” His mother tells me.

I’m nervous to comply, but when I see the many eyes on us, I do as she says. Dante’s body is immovable as stone under mine.

“Put your arms around his neck.” The painter orders me. I follow his instructions without saying a word.

“Put one hand around her waist.” He orders Dante. He also follows his instructions without interrupting him.

It felt weird with everyone staring at us, but it felt good to be in his arms again, even if it was just for a painting.

Dante’s parents were determined to do everything in their power to make everyone believe that we were in love; they wanted the word to spread that we were in a happy marriage.

Now that I was sitting on his lap, I felt this strange feeling in my chest, like I’d done this before.

But when?

Because of our pose, I’m already looking into Dante’s eyes, and he’s also gazing into mine. I want to ask him if anything happened in the jeep after I got drunk, but we’re not allowed to move or speak.

How much longer must we stay this way? I try not to blush under Dante’s piercing gaze but it was hard.

‘Please repeat it, Dante. Tell me that I’m your wife. I want to hear you say it. Please.’

I freeze. That memory. It was all slowly coming back to me.

Why now? Why in front of everyone while someone painted us?

that happened that night

could feel all the blood draining from my

breast. Begging him to call me his wife, asking him to touch me, and straddling him

bury my face against his neck in embarrassment. I could hear the whispers again, but I was too

with me? I

of

asking me yesterday morning. He was referring to everything that happened in the jeep. That’s why he looked so confused when I mentioned what Sharon had said. He wasn’t speaking

know he’s shocked at

“Is your body becoming cold

That would be less embarrassing than

to bring up the things I’d done

shivered as both his hands wrapped around me protectively. He stands with me still in his arms and, without saying anything to anyone,

safely locked inside, I still

what’s wrong, Willow?” He asks again. “I need

I finally force myself to

when he

He asks for confirmation. “For what

don’t answer him. I’m too embarrassed to say

of the bed. He now has a clear view of my face, but I’m refusing to look him directly in his

one that should be apologizing for showing up so late tonight.” He says. “Why are you the one apologizing when you’ve done nothing

How could he pretend like nothing had happened? He remembered all

remember.” I finally

confused, but I see when he realizes what

slightly, “You remember what happened after

and hide my face behind the palm

as he waits for me to say something. I can’t. Not with

breasts! I grabbed his hand and placed it over them! I