The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 277

~SCARLETT~

I spot two drunk guys at the entrance, and I have no choice but to pass between them to get back inside. It was either that or staying outside with Carter. I was willing to take the chance; spending time alone with Carter Prince was too dangerous and something I wasn’t about to play games with. I was already putting everything at risk enough when it came to messing with him and trying to catch his attention. He was catching onto it as well.

I’ve never done anything in the past to seize his attention, and suddenly, I’m going out of my way to hold his attention. Of course, he will find something completely off. I had to make this more natural, not forced. I didn’t need him to figure out our plan. If he knew, everything would backfire on us and it’s the last thing I needed to happen.

I don’t think my sister and best friend realized how they made me look in front of Carter. I was beginning to look desperate and I didn’t like it. I didn’t want him to think that he was so desirable that even I wanted a piece of him.

I take a deep breath and attempt to go between the men.

“Sexy lady,” the guy says as I try to squeeze between him and his friend.

“I would like to get back inside, please,” I tell them. I thought asking nicely would help me in this situation, but the look on their faces told me I was in for a surprise.

My eyes widen when I feel someone’s hand on my ass.

I spun around to face the second guy and, before he could react, slapped him hard across the face. “Don’t you dare touch me again, you asshole!”

I’ve never been so disrespected in my life. I felt like slapping him over and over again.

“What the f**k?” He snaps, his face red from the slap. I didn’t hit him hard enough. This might be the right time to go for a second round.

“f**k, dude,” his friend says. “Did you just let a girl slap you? Aren’t you going to do something about it? She’s just a little girl, show her what you can do.”

He grabs my hand, and I knee him in the crotch as hard as possible.

He fell to the ground as he groaned from the pain. “Try to touch me again and see what happens!” I threatened both of them.

I’m about to do even worse when I feel Carter’s presence behind me. His tall frame is towering over my body, and I can’t exactly see the expression on his face. He intimidates the two men next to me. That’s expected since they’re much smaller in size.

They back up a bit, and I couldn’t believe they were such cowards. They acted so differently when it was just me.

that Carter was fierce, but I’ve never actually

expect anything different, not from these

“Apologize to her.”

lift my gaze to peer at him. Apologize

willingly threw themselves at him, and for some weird reason, I thought he would excuse their behavior towards

to stare at him, studying the lines on his forehead. I’ve seen Carter angry

the same time. “P-please

think Carter was pleased with their apology. I know I wasn’t.

you want to live to see another day. If any of you ever touches her again, you’ll wish you were dead. Do

side in him before. Why was he doing it for me? We barely spoke to each

it’s still smashed to the ground by his

get the f**k out of here; your faces make me

like their

pressed my lips tightly together and pretended I wasn’t

need your help,” I say. “But

least had to thank him for stepping in when he

as I know, he doesn’t care about

eyes widen when his hands go to his shirt,

you doing?” I demand from him. I attempted to stop him but quickly paused. What was I

he shrugs the shirt off his

Why should I wear something that belongs to you?”

to wear anything that belonged to Carter. We weren’t together, and we

you like that again?” He asks me, annoyed. “If you don’t, I suggest you

not happy with his tone, but I didn’t want a repeat of what

firm, masculine scent hits my nose. I could smell him better than ever. The shirt was even

so

take you back

“What?”

me. Why would he take me back to his truck? I have no reason to be in there. I need to get back to Clara and Jenna. I’m sure they must