Married To His Secret Crush Novels & Stories

He knows about the crush he had on his wife, but he thought it was stupid something he got rid of but no, he sneaked behind as soon as the news about his death blew and married her. The war is just about to begin.

That was the most unromantic proposal I had ever seen. But it wasn’t hard to guess my answer. As time went by, what started as a crush developed into something even deeper for him. Even when he brought the strange condition that our marriage will be secret and never public, I didn’t care. He wasn’t like those disgusting perverts that wanted my body and nothing more. I beleievd he respected me. I believed he loved me, he had to feel something for me before he asked me to marry him, right? Either way, I kept my mouth shut. Behind closed doors, I was his wife. In public I was misinterpreted as his mistress. I didn’t care for the jabs and insults, they all meant nothing. Deep down I knew I was m

" I stared at him, my world beginning to tilt. "Thanks for sparing me the torture of being married to your boring, plain ass," he sneered. "I have been playing this part since college, Anna. Every “ I love you,' every date, it was all a script. I designed it so you would hand me the keys to the kingdom, and like a fool, you did. I only wanted to marry you because I found out about the hidden property your dead mother left behind. The one you can only touch once you are married with kids." It felt like my entire world came crashing down.

he murmured, sliding his hands up my back. “We… we can’t do this, I can’t do this with you. It’s too complicated, and I just told you I am married.” I tried to avoid his eyes. “You might find it hard to believe, but that’s the truth.” He smirked at me. “Hmmmmm, you know I know who you really are. You claim to be married, but it’s strange, I have never seen a wedding band on your finger.” He pressed his body against mine, his voice dropping lower. “I know a little secret, Miss Exclusive Stripper.”

I say and he slaps the glass off the table. "You can't just say it like there is no big deal about it! The media will hear of it you know that!" He yells. I frown my face and I go over to him. "Why are you scared? This is just me and you? Why are you behaving like I said you just got married to a stranger?" I ask. He didn't know that I knew of his secret relationship with my best friend. "I know but still, it doesn't make any sense," He says as he scratches his hair again.

When his grandfather told him that he was to get married, he was surprised and wanted to refuse but when his grandfather mentioned that it was Mara, he immediately agreed. She was a friend of his cousin and always visited their estate. He had always had a crush on her because she was beautiful and had a nice shape at such a young age. He had always had dirty thoughts about her in his head and tried to approach her but she never noticed him but instead was always going after his cousin Logan. He was angry at his cousin for always attracting the things he desires but now who would have thought he will end up marrying the same Mara he has a crush on. Luck was sure shining on his side this past

Cynthia’s POV My best friend is about to marry my crush, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I’ve had feelings for Liam since I was little, and it’s my secret. I’ve never told anyone, not even my best friend, Elena. But now, Liam has announced that they are getting married. I struggle to hold back tears, not wanting him to see my pain. “So you’ve fallen in love with her,” I say, trying to keep my voice from trembling.

, I said as my eyes caught that family photo on the wall before I turned out. I didn't wait to hear the rest. The word "forever", that he whispered on our wedding day suddenly flashed back and I felt tears well up in my eyes. I had been tricked long before I got married. Tricked into that marriage that wasn't supposed to be mine. The betrayal wasn't even supposed to hurt this bad. I'd braced myself for it...for when he was going to give me the divorce papers and tell me he couldn't continue with the "together forever" promise he whispered to me on our wedding day...But this...

Setting the cup down, she turned her gaze out the window to where Liam was leaning against his Ferrari, talking on the phone. "What about you?" she asked softly. "How did you decide to marry him?" Cecilia followed her gaze, her cheeks warming slightly. Lost in the moment, the truth slipped out: "We're not really married. It's all fake..." The moment the words left her mouth, she realized her mistake—she'd spilled her secret again. She pressed her lips together in a panic. Eleanor turned to her in shock, disbelief written all over her face. “But didn't the reporters capture footage of your registration documents at City Hall?”

"So now you're playing hard to get? I should've known. Go ahead and plan your little wedding. I love Ceryn. I'm marrying Ceryn. You make me sick." Click. He hung up before I could finish. Whatever. He'd find out soon enough—I wasn't marrying him. Shane and I grew up next door, childhood sweethearts wrapped in one big, happy family. When we got older, our parents arranged the engagement. But in my last life, he suddenly wanted out—to marry someone else. I said no. We fought. Still married him anyway. After the wedding? He was never around. When I finally got pregnant, he moved in with Ceryn Schuck. Unless it was a family event, he ghosted me.