The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 209

Book 3 Chapter 45

~WILLOW~

Dante is fuming when he storms inside the beach house with me right behind him.

“Look who’s finally back!” Atticus announces as he spots us first.

“Father!” Dante shouts. “Mother!”

Both his parents turn to look at us.

“Is something wrong?” His mother asks. “Did something happen? Did you not complete the ritual?”

Of course, that’s the first thing everyone will be concerned about. The ritual. Thankfully, it was complete.

“Can someone explain to me why there was a f*****g photographer waiting to get pictures of Willow and me returning from the spring?” he demands as he throws the broken camera onto the ground.

His father walks towards us, “Did you get rid of the footage?” he demands.

“Of course I did.” Dante roars. “That ritual was supposed to be something private between Willow and me. How could you send someone to take pictures of us?”

“He didn’t take pictures of you in the spring.” His mother tries to explain. “He was only supposed to take pictures of the both of you returning together.”

wasn’t enough? You had to send a photographer to let the

at me when he realizes what I’ve

up the stairs and away from everyone else. I could hear his

f****d to complete the ritual with me was the last thing I wanted

He was f****d. f****d.

forcing him to look at me tonight. I was worse than

pulled the robe out of my body and changed into a

my diary from the suitcase and pulled

My dearest husband,

for the feelings in my heart. I’m not sorry for loving someone like you. I’m not sorry that even though my sister didn’t love you, I still do. I’m not sorry that I got to experience such pleasures with your tongue. I’m not

now I knew I needed it. Leaving little messages for him in my diary made me feel much better, even though I knew he would never get the chance to read

I’m surprised to see Dante novelwn.com right before me. I didn’t expect him to come after

me? I didn’t

my parents. I wasn’t thinking properly. I didn’t mean to say

way you feel. You weren’t thinking, but you said exactly what was in your heart. You were f****d into all of this. It’s not new to me. We all knew that you

say something to hurt you. I mean it when I say I wasn’t thinking. I willingly got into

make me feel better. However, I didn’t want him to go through all of that trouble for me. I can handle the truth. It was hard to stomach but I rather his honesty than his lies. As long as he wasn’t mentioning his love