Fell In Love With The Wrong Guy Novels & Stories

"She was the smartest person I ever met. Could have done anything. Could have been anything. But she fell in love with the wrong man and threw it all away." "The wrong man?" "Alistair Vane." The name landed in the room like a stone dropped into still water. I kept my face neutral, but my pulse quickened. "Vane," I repeated. "The tech guy? The one who's always in the news with that actress?"

She thought they would mock her but never did she think that they'd first post her pictures to satisfy themselves. Now she could only ask Ryan to deal with it. The mere thought of Ryan's anger she had to face was already giving her a headache. Sighing inwardly she kept going but she truly underestimated the evilness of budding youth. *thud* “Sorry, My bad. It slipped from my hand.” A guy dramatically spoke after making the cup fall. His face was saying the opposite of his words. It was crystal clear that he was on purpose. The only good thing was there wasn’t much of a drink in it though it still dirtied the floor. He must be reluctant to waste too much money. “May I ask you to help me with

But she stopped me. "Sometimes when we do the right thing in the wrong way. It's counted wrong." And I tilted my head once again to listen to her story. In a way she was right. The way we do things plays a major role in our lives. Every right thing that was done in a wrong way also counted wrong. "What did he do?" I asked her. "It was not him but me who fell his love with him first." Her voice was trembling while doing this newly found confession. "I always thought it was him. By whatever little I have seen both of you. But you seemed a little cold towards him." I kept my voice low.

“I know that I did come off as domineering. I know I pushed your buttons these past few days with the way I handle things. I’m sorry for being that way and I’m sorry too Jill but I cannot give you up without a fight. Just give me another chance, another shot to redeem myself. I have thought about it for years. I even tried to but I was always stopped by the truth that I hurt you. It was wrong, very, very wrong. No excuses for that but can you still at least give me another try? Try it with me Jillian and I swear, I will make everything right. I will never hurt you again, ever.” His words cut right through my heart. It pierced me in ways that I cannot imagine. Fear engulfed me right away at t

Gentle and polite, nothing crossing the line. We know each other too well. He then takes a step back, and feeling my ear getting hotter, I lower my head slightly, letting my hair fall down to cover them. His trap is sweet, but also lethal for me, like a beehive to a bear. I don’t want to dip my nose in, only to get stung again. We could have written the sweetest story together, but we both made a lethal mistake, and we missed our time. He loved the wrong person, I married him the wrong way.

She looked weak but opened her eyes when he came closer. He realized he had to make things right between them, so he sat down and held her hand. "Still very weak," she asked with a faint voice, "you've never loved me?" "I'm more of a packaged service to you so you could sign your deal. Is that all I am to you?" He felt sad, not knowing what words to use. He replied boldly, "This isn't the right time to talk. Get yourself in a better shape, then we can sort this out."

“I'm being honest with you, you're in serious danger here. -Her voice was low because I knew she didn't want the people there to hear, it's obvious they don't have a clue, only I'm a fucking idiot who gets into too many problems to solve. Argh. “Not that I want everyone screwed, but why is he only focused on me and not the other historians? We are all under your roof. “I didn't even know what the hell to think anymore. — When you came to this country and immediately did something stupid, things went out of their natural flow, you became fell in love by the wrong person and here we are. - She said with conviction, in a way that made me fidget uncomfortably, I fell in love with the wrong perso

“I’d love you no matter what. No matter how you look.” He coughed, flustered. “Hmm… sorry if that came out wrong. You know what I mean—lo… love, like—friends. You get it?” His voice cracked, awkward and boyish. I burst out laughing. “Whatever you mean, Maddox.” But inside, butterflies fluttered wildly in my stomach. This time, I didn’t deny it. I accepted them. Loved them. And God, the way they made me feel—soft, weak, jelly… even in my pussy.

But I did see traces of him—buried in Kathy's diary. She wrote: That man came to my school again today. I hate him. I don't want to see him. Kathy had never hated anyone so clearly. Only Zach. Rowan mentioned in passing that Zach had been reported to the school for cheating during his marriage and had since been dismissed. As for Jennifer, her affair had been exposed, and she'd been driven out of the neighborhood. I smiled, tightened my grip on Kathy's hand, and walked toward Rowan. "It's over, Kathy. From today on, we're starting a brand-new life."

Did he just mention protecting my heart? “Fall in love with the wrong man? Oh, yes, you’re right, Matt. I fell in love with the wrong man, and now I’m trying to gather the shattered pieces of my heart to offer them to someone else,” I lashed out, hurt, consuming me as I retreated to my room. I cried, realizing that he was a lost cause. He was a hopeless man who would never understand the depths of my heart.