The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 271

Book 4 Chapter 6

~SCARLETT~

I follow the sound even though my mind is telling me to leave. This couldn’t be good, the moans were getting louder, and my ear felt like it was bleeding.

My eyes widen when I see Carter’s bare ass. The girl is screaming his name as he rocks in and out of her; her nails scratch his back, and she looks like she’s having the best time of her life.

They aren’t kissing. It’s not any form of love. They’re simply f*****g. And it looks like that’s all Carter is capable of.

My hatred for him just doubled by witnessing this horror. I couldn’t believe men like him existed and were somehow worshipped by women.

Carter picks her up and bends her over a desk. My heart rate picked up.

What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I still here watching the two of them?

The girl’s eyes were closed; if she were to open them, she would see me. I didn’t want to seem like a total freak.

I hurriedly ran out of there, not caring that I slammed the classroom door shut on my way out.

If I thought I disliked Carter before, I knew that I more than disliked him now. The man had no control; how could he be having s*x with a girl in a classroom?

even wait a day to start screwing another girl. I should have expected

asks me when she finds

your face

was hurting enough already, and I couldn’t do any more damage to her. She

were already gone. I tried to catch up to them, but they

after school.

clothes,” I complain. “Do we

the kind of clothes he likes to attract his eyes. I know what he loves to see in a

plan was to torture Carter in the end, but so far, the only

find me, but she saw me in time.

makeover. I should have expected that from her,

see what Clara does to you.” She says as we

would, traitor.” I

mine and pulls me further into the store, “Are you still upset about that? You should smile. Your sister is paying for everything, and you’ll

my eyes, “I don’t want to be one of those hot girls from school. I’m perfectly contented

grabbed a few dresses and shoved me into the dressing room. I angrily removed my clothes, and the first dress I tried on was a light blue with embellished long sleeves. The dress was so short that it barely covered my ass. I don’t think this was even appropriate to go to class in. If my pen were to fall onto the floor, there was no way I would be able to bend over without flashing everyone behind