Married To His Secret Crush Novels & Stories

"I love you, we're having a baby. What are we waiting for? You know I want to have my own family" "So you're marrying me because I'm pregnant?" I can hear the frustration in his voice when he sighs "I would still marry you if there wasn't a baby Carina. I love you. What part of that don't you understand?" "The part where you keep secrets from me, Cris. How do I know you're not hiding more things from me?"

I don't know why he is giving me so much information because I never asked for any of this, and what annoyed me the most is that he keeps talking as if he's doing me a favor by getting married to me as my second wife in secret. “So what you're trying to say now is that you want both of us to get married, but it has to be a secret from the media and your wife?” I asked him again to confirm if I heard him correctly. “Yes, you will have nothing to worry about because I'm going to satisfy you. As you know, I'm a very rich guy, and I am capable of taking care of two families. Fiona has enough money to take care of herself and the kids in the future if we decide to have one.” I honestly can't beli

My eyes had gone dim and my mind, head, and body were raging with different emotions and reactions. "I want you..." He let out and I gasped. My eyes widened in shock and I thought I was hearing things. "I.. I..." I tried to say something but I was still in disbelief. "I think you are mistaken." He said, finally. I couldn't believe someone as elegant as Damien would want someone like me. My crush on him was a secret that I didn't dare to let out! What would people say if they found out?

Selene’s gaze didn’t waver. “Because lies won’t hold against what’s coming.” The certainty in her voice unsettled even Rowan. “What’s coming?” Amara asked quietly. Selene walked to the tablet again. Tapped once. A new screen appeared. A news headline draft. Not yet published. Rowan’s face went still. Amara leaned closer. The headline read: Heir to Moretti Conglomerate Secretly Divorced Amid Internal Power Rift Amara’s stomach dropped. “They’re preparing to expose you,” Selene said.

“I said I’d consider alternatives.” ‎ ‎I let out a broken laugh. “Marrying you is an alternative?” ‎ ‎“Yes.” ‎ ‎Silence stretched between us, heavy and suffocating. ‎ ‎I picked up the pen. ‎ ‎My hand shook as I flipped through the pages, though I already knew what I’d find—no love, no warmth, no protection. Just clauses about obedience, discretion, public appearances, and silence. ‎ ‎So much silence. ‎ ‎Clause 17 caught my eye.

"You—what? Oh, Allie, this is rich. If Liam Hart is your husband, I’ll throw myself off the top of the Empire Tower." Ava and Scarlett exchanged wide-eyed glances, their disbelief evident. "Allie… are you serious?" Scarlett whispered. "You’re married to Liam Hart?" "Yes," Allie confirmed, her voice steady. "And before you ask, no, it wasn’t some scandalous affair. We’ve been married for a while now." The weight of her words settled heavily in the van. No one spoke. No one even breathed. Vivian finally shook her head, regaining her composure. "Oh, this is hilarious. At best, you’re his dirty little secret, and

" I say with my hand pressed over my mouth as I gasps in excitement when he puts the ring on my finger in front of every one I've ever looked up to, everyone that's ever judged me. But, today didn't even consider them whilst making a decision. They can all take their morals and shove it up their asses. I jump up and his hands goes to my waist as he kisses me publicly for the first time. Monique screams and jumps beside. Micah and dad joins in. Naomi and Sharma. The whole house is clapping and raining congratulations to me. I'm getting married to my secret crush turned step uncle. Ryan freaking Hilton. The absolute love of my life. "May I have his dance." He bows with one hand behind him and

"Why, is he no longer your crush?" "No, Nay." "Then who now?" "I have a crush on Robin Padilla." "But he's already married, you'll be a mistress." "Oh, Nay, you're so cute," she hugged her, "you're one of the things I missed here." "Oh, this kid, of course, I missed you, I haven't been cooking anything delicious." "Let's keep this a secret, okay, Nay?" she requested. "What? That you're lusting after senyorito?"

I could see the shock written all over her face. "You had a one-night stand with a stranger?" She couldn't believe it, her words laced with disbelief. The weight on my shoulders grew heavier as I recalled Ares and his pained voice from our earlier conversation. "I-it's not just that, Elena... I married him, and it's a legal marriage. No joke," I told her emphatically, displaying the wedding ring I was now wearing. Elena's eyes widened even further as she stared at the wedding ring. She stayed seated next to me, repeatedly cursing under her breath.

Tiernan's smile didn't falter, and his eyes followed her until she was out of sight, then he turned to me, green eyes narrowed in question. "What?" "You and your wife haven't even been married for up to a year and there's already trouble in paradise?" "I have no idea what you're talking about." I walked to the mini bar despite my lie and poured myself a generous amount of alcohol before downing it in one gulp. My brother's irritating snicker trailed behind me and when I settled in the living room, he took the spot right next to me like there wasn't any more space. "What's going on between you and your 'contract' wife?" He wiggled his brows and hit the back of his forehead in annoyance.