Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Autumn's POV

My legs start quivering when he takes a step towards me, my back hits the wall and he places his hand next to head. Leaning a bit his gaze is intense as he looks at me.

"I've already agreed to Marry you, Autumn." He says. "I'm not a man that goes back on his words. This wedding is happening."

I bite my lip, and his gaze falls on it -- my breath hitches at the look in his eyes. I must have imagined it. Atticus would never look at me with heat like that. But he did even earlier in the room he had the same heat. Didn't he? When i barely had any clothes on and my breasts were exposed to him.

I try to breathe through the intense emotions ub my heart. I had to imagine this.

"Why did you agree to marry me?" I ask him. 'just a few hours ago, you hated the idea of marrying me. What could have possibly made you change your mind so quickly?"

He sighs, " that's isn't important. All you need to know is that this wedding is happening. If you tell me now that you don't want to marry me, I'll find a way to stop it. But if you don't have any complaints, I will marry you."

My lips part, if only he knew the truth in my heart. If only he understood how much u wanted to marry him, but only if he wanted me. I didn't want this to be forced.

I don't say anything else, and Atticus takes that as my consent to marrying him. He's still staring at me making me nervous under his gaze.

"There you two are!" My mother says she spots us.Atticus parts from me and walks away.

"There is one more picture left that we didn't take,"

Another picture?

"Mother," I say. "We've already taken enough, more than enough."

She grabs my hand and pulls me with her, "no, it's not enough. This last picture is an important one. We need the public to believe that you're both in love. And this is going to help with that."

I sigh, "I guess there is no point in saying no now. I already agreed to everything else."

"That's the spirit!" She cheers.

It's hard trying to our a smile on my face when I am far from happy. My mother doesn't realise how much this bothers me. She's too preoccupied with her excitement to take a second  and look at me. I know she thinks this is the right thing for us, but how can she be so sure?

I fold my arms as Atticus hiuns me in front of the photographer. He looks just as over with this as I am. Even the photographer seems to sense the tension between us. He probably couldn't wait to get this over with as well. He was happier before when he thought we wanted to marry each other. He must have realised by now that this is an arranged marriage, not the one out of love.

"What pose, do you want us to do?" Atticus asks. There is no hiding in the irritation in his voice.

I try not to let it bother me. I gave him a chance to stop the wedding. He didn't take it. There was nothing else that I could do. I shouldn't feel guilty over this. The only person I had to ask for forgiveness after all this was Anya. I have to speak to her and explain everything that took place. This wasn't just a shock to her. It would take me months to come to terms with everything that happened today. It all took place so quickly that my mind is still trying to process it.

"A kiss. That's the last picture I need to take."
My body goes still. A kiss? Are they insane? We just learned that we have to marry each other and suddenly they expect us to kiss.

I can hear Atticus's breathing next to me. It's loud and uneven. He doesn't want to kiss me. I can tell.
"Is that truly necessary?" He asks the photographer.

"Of course, it is," he answers him. "You're going to marry her. It's a simple request. Grooms are usually happy to kiss their brides for a picture. I've never come across a reaction like this before."

Atticus's mother narrows her eyes at him, "there is no need to cause a scene, son. Kiss Autumn so that we can have this picture posted as soon as possible."

"I don't think---" I don't get time to finish as Atticus's hand lightly grips my waist and turns me towards him. My eyes widen when his lips come down on mine. And that's how my first kiss happened. With my eyes wide open his eyes are too, this is not how I imagined my first kiss to be.we're both staring at each other as his lips stay on mine, without moving. I'm not prepared for the rush of emotions that floods my body. It's unlike anything I've ever experienced before. This time, u feel it down to my toes.

My eyes slowly close as u let my body take over. I have no control over myself as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me.

Atticus's body goes still at my reaction, and his grip lossens on my waist. It's like he's unsure what to do now that I'm kissing him back. It's almost like is in shock. I know that this doesn't seem right. I know that I should pull away, but the moment he kissed me, I lost all control. My body has wanted this since forever so that it's not thinking straight.

I'm not prepared for the low growl that comes from him as he deepens the kiss, his hand tightens on my waist, bringing our bodies closer. I try to whimper as my belly explodes with fucking desires for this man.

Another growl pulses from him as he rips his body away from mine. My eyes widen with horror as he wipes his lips as though to rub my taste away.

Did he hate it that much?