The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 225

Book 3 Chapter 61

~WILLOW~

I woke up needy and missing Dante’s touch. I’m not sure why I feel this way. I should be worried about my own life. Someone may or may not be out to get me. And if that person wasn’t coming for me, he was after Dante, which terrified me even more.

Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he kissed me. Dante always kisses me so passionately that it’s hard to think of anything but his kisses.

Did he also kiss Anya as he kissed me? Did he kiss her like she was the last woman on earth?

I didn’t want to think about him kissing my sister, but I couldn’t help but wonder.

I wanted Dante to love me more than he ever loved her. I knew I was being selfish. I knew that I couldn’t force someone to love me. I never wanted to force him to do anything for me. I wanted him to like me on his own.

I look around the room for him, but there is no sign of him. It was so crazy that I actually missed him so much at this moment.

The door flew open suddenly, and I held my breath when I saw him walking in.

His eyes are drawn to me on the bed almost immediately. I could feel all the blood rush to my cheeks at the reminder of what happened in the rain against his jeep.

Dante asked me to repeatedly tell him that I loved him. And then he thanked me for being nothing like my sister.

may possibly be rejecting them because of my sister. As long as he thinks he’s betraying her, he will continue to

wanted Dante to open up to me, I had to show him more of my love and

awake.” He says as

breath. His sleeves were rolled up halfway, and his shirt was unbuttoned at the top. Every little detail about Dante had my heart

“Where have you been? I woke up, and you were

had to have a

quirk a brow, “a word?” I ask.

room with Ares. You may be new to all of this, but they aren’t. Their actions were reckless, and I can’t have something like that

angry with them?”

chair and crosses his arms over

see how much he loved her? The more time I spent with Dante, the more I hated what my sister did to him. She messed with his heart and his life. And now

do you want to talk about?” I ask. “Is there

asks, “What

his question. How did I tell him that we spoke about him the

turned my face in the other direction. I couldn’t look him in the

“Willow?”

my eyes and

the bed and pulls me up to a

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