The Wrong Crush Novels & Stories

Nobody cared. Perfect. Nico’s office door opened before I knocked. He stood there in rolled sleeves and no tie, champagne already poured, wearing the expression of someone who was delighted to see me and intended to make that my problem. “There’s my favorite billionaire.” “You say that to everyone.” His soft features were what made me fall for him until I slapped myself back to reality. Now, I see him as just my business associate, and not a guy I want to pummel with my dick.

"The debt wasn’t mine to begin with." Badur smirked. "Then you should’ve picked a better family, baby girl." His hand slid lower. Irene snapped. She moved fast—faster than he expected. Her hands shot out, grabbing the heavy glass vase on the table beside her. And then she swung. CRACK. The vase shattered against Badur’s skull. He stumbled backward, a gash splitting open across his forehead, blood dripping down his face. He blinked in shock, his hands rising to the wound as if his body hadn’t yet processed what had happened.

He thought about a crowd on Crane Street absorbing a woman in three seconds. He thought about a woman standing at an open car door on a public street and refusing to get in until she had what she wanted. He thought about Bastien reading his own direct number out over the phone to a woman who was about to use it to exit the situation. He thought about the four seconds between getting in and getting out. He typed back: How long between getting in and getting out. Vex's reply was immediate. Approximately four seconds. She also has his direct number now.

I said, gritting my teeth. “We’re not really close but we’ve known each other for ten years,” “What? Ten fucking years, this is unbelievable. I, Aurora, and Jeremy talk about this guy almost every day insulting him and all that and you know him more than we did and yet, you said nothing,” I yelled. She folded her hand against her chest. “You’ve had a crush on him for two years and yet, you still say bad things about him, how are we different?” “That is two different situations and that is totally unfair, I have a crush on every member of BTS, Lee Min Ho, Justin Bieber, Harry styles and that doesn’t mean I have a relationship with them,”

I’m even expecting for him to like pop a fuse and just combust in shame. “I don’t have a crush on you—go and fuck your conceited self.” He grumbled while folding the laundry in the living room as we watch some classic series of Tom and Jerry. If anyone has some kind of issue with what we are watching—they could fuck off. I fucking love Tom and Jerry. “You know, it’s really okay to have a crush on me, I mean, it’s just a crush. It’s not like we’re gonna have se—“

“Yeah. She moved here from Maltmore a few months ago. He didn’t know much about her until recently.” Pause. Then Crystal burst into laughter. I blinked. “Why are you laughing?” “Sweet mother of sorrow…” She wheezed, still grinning. “Oh my grievances.” “Crystal…” My glare was sharp, warning. “Nah, for real.” She smirked. “I thought you were the cousin.” “What?” “As far as I know… as most people know… you, Nova Wright, are Bruno’s distant cousin. And Maria Lorenzo is his girlfriend.” My jaw dropped. Heat surged in my throat.

, Anna explained with a sigh as she pulled at her fries "Intimidate Vanessa? Last?", Kaylee repeated in disbelief "I am not trying to intimidate Vanessa or anything. What's all these?", Kaylee asked dropping her cutlery loudly on the table She looked at Anna when she did not reply and found her smiling in amusement. "What are you so amused about?", Kaylee asked before looking in the direction of where Anna was looking. A grin appeared on Kaylee's face as she teased Anna. "You have a crush on that guy, don't you?", Anna turned to face Kaylee and she met her raising a brow at her with a smile on her face as she teased her.

I had crushes. I remember having a crush on William Santos back in Elementary because he knows how to comprehend while reading. But it didn’t last long because apparently, the guy is a jerk. I saw him punching another girl in my class and it was awful. It made me pledge not to ever have a crush on him.

That was when I got a call from Mateo. “Have you seen the news?” He asked the second I picked and I pulled my brows together, “I guess that's a no. Check it.” He ended the call and I searched the headlines immediately. An article had been released labeling me a tyrannical boss, and the major victim was Breanna, and to top it all off, they slapped my relationship with Isabel at the very bottom, labeling us infidels. This was their counter attack for the meeting with Scott. My phone rang the next moment and I picked it up.

“He invited me to a private beach party tonight.” Ivy stared at her in disbelief. “You’re abandoning your boyfriend on prom night for some random college guy?” Scarlett laughed lightly. “Sebastian is fun for high school, but Tyler actually has money.” That sentence alone told Ivy everything, Scarlett never loved Sebastian. Sebastian came from a poor neighborhood outside town, raised by a struggling single mother while balancing school and part-time jobs. But despite everything, he was still popular, handsome, and captain of the basketball team, perfect prom king material and perfect for Scarlett’s image.