The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 217

Book 3 Chapter 53

~WILLOW~

“Are you not going to move?” Dante asks for the last time.

He would have to forcibly move me if he wanted me to get out of the way. I would never let him walk straight into trouble, not while I was alive.

“We were just talking, and Ares was very respectful—”

I don’t get to finish my sentence when Dante grabs me by my waist and throws me over his shoulder.

“Dante!” I gasp. “What are you doing?”

He doesn’t answer me as he storms out of the room with me still in his arms.

I could see all the surprised looks as everyone began taking pictures of us. This was sure to make the headlines by the end of the night. At least I was being photographed with Dante and not Ares.

I don’t bother trying to get down from him. I liked that he was carrying me.

didn’t realize it yet? I could feel my heart fill with hope at

would be possible for Dante to ever have feelings for anyone

get my hopes up. There was still a chance that he was doing this because it would be what Anya would have

with happiness as he leans over and buckles me in. His scent fills my nose, and I lean in to smell him some more. Dante doesn’t seem to realize

still very pissed. I could tell by

I asked before he could

the steering wheel

with him?” he asks, ignoring my question. “There were so many other places in that house for you to be in, yet you chose to be

around me.” I disagreed. “His arm was behind me,

and I try not to be intimidated by

of you like that?” he asks me. “We recently went on a damn trip to an island just to stop the rumors about our marriage,

demand. “Because I’m absolutely sure that your behavior towards me is what started the rumors, to begin with. Everyone can see the truth in your eyes and actions, Dante. They can clearly see that there

he aggressively

snap. “You can’t give a response because you know it’s the truth.

and closes his eyes. I can tell that he was trying to regain control of

aren’t to blame for any of this, Willow. I f*****g know it.” He growls. “That doesn’t make any of this easier. In fact, your innocence in

stop being so