Married To His Secret Crush Novels & Stories

“Before he understood how much power mattered. Before he learned what it could destroy.” My pulse roared in my ears… “They fell in love,” he went on, his tone unchanging. “Quietly. Without permission. Without witnesses.” “They got married,” Alexander added. The word hit me like a blow. “What?” I gasped. “Yes…” he replied. “They married in secret. There were documents. Witnesses who disappeared. Promises that were never meant to survive daylight.” My legs felt weak. I reached for the edge of the bed and sat down heavily, my breath coming shallow and uneven.

His expression was serious, his eyes searching mine. “Marry… me?” I whispered. “Yes,” he said simply, his thumb stroking my cheek. “I don’t care about the whispers, or the past. I want you. As my wife.” Tears filled my eyes again, but this time, they weren’t from pain. They were from hope. From love. But then reality sank in. My chest tightened as I whispered, “Lucien… I’m still… I’m still legally tied to Dima.”

I kept wiping away my tears again and again until my heart squeezed so hard that I felt physically sick and almost threw up, my phone suddenly buzzed. It was Samuel. [Babe, I’m not coming home today. You’re pregnant, so make sure you get plenty of rest. Don’t worry about me.] [I’ve left some soup for you in the thermal pot in the kitchen. Make sure to drink it. Love you. Wait for me to come home.] My eyes shifted between the phone, the pardon letter, and the cremation certificate. How evil did someone have to be to live such a double life? He gave all his passion to his crush and acted like a caring husband to his wife.

His dark eyes pierced at me as he continued walking towards me, surprisingly when he reached where I stood, he opened the door and walked out. Shocked, I turned around to look at the already closed door. Did he just leave? I thought out loudly. I was scared to the bone thinking he was coming to meet me. Phew! I sighed, taking in a deep breath, and sat on the big comfy bed, taking in the sight of the beautifully decorated room. There was a black keyboard and a red guitar across the room which I guessed he used for his music rehearsals. I sighed and buried my head in my palms, I still couldn't believe it was official, I was married to Dylan. I needed to start getting used to it.

There are two slices of toast too. I’m not used to being taken care of yet alone by David. I had a crush on my husband. I pat my cheeks when he isn’t looking to calm the heat in my cheeks. I was blushing because David and I’ve never been like a normal married couple. Yet alone in front of our daughter. His sister getting married must have changed David or something that happened while he was deployed.

“Well, I—” “Save it,” he snapped, cutting me off before I could even gather my thoughts. He stood up, his eyes flashing with raw bitterness. “I didn't want any of this. I love my girlfriend. I was supposed to marry HER, not you.” Oh. And suddenly, the reality of what I had walked into crashed down on me… “She is ten times better than you will ever be,” he continued, pointing at me now, “And you completely ruined my life.” “I'm sorry—” I started but my voice broke before I could continue. “I never meant for any of this to happen—”

Philip I led Viviane inside making sure we were not dripping the floor as we took the stairs to my bedroom. She doesn't know where I’m leading her but I will make my move sooner than later. We are going to get married in a couple of weeks, so what gives. She practically is my wife. I’ve seen the desire in her eyes, I’m not blind or dumb either to realize she holds a crush on me, but her secret is safe with me, I won't sell her out. I laugh to myself because she is so young and naive.

I say even though I know that is so not possible. “Then why are we marrying now, Daisy? We can marry later too. What is going on exactly? I asked you before, but then I thought it was just a pregnancy. But I get this feeling that you are keeping some secret from me.” Theo says. “No. I’m not.” I say, looking straight into his eyes. “You are lying, Daisy.” Theo says and when I don’t answer him he continues, “You know what we can’t marry if we hide things from each other.”

The cold wall behind her was causing shivers to run up and down her spine. “ I am the man you always wanted. Powerful and Successful. ” He tempted Sara and leaned in to let her feel his hot breaths fanning her face. Sara pressed her head against the wall behind her to maintain distance from him. This man was such an asshole. Sara pursed her lips in thin line thinking of what he just said. Ofcourse, he was all she had ever wanted as her husband, but the thing was... She was already married to Silas Alexander.