The Pucking Wrong Number (Pucking Wrong, #1)

by C.R. Jane

“Alright, dream girl. I’ll give you tonight. But you and me…its fucking real. It’s the realest fucking thing I’ve ever felt in my life. And sooner or later, you’re going to realize it too.”

My dead heart might have restarted 😂

I felt sick to my stomach. Her words like hot oil on my skin. I wasn’t even dating the guy and already, people were trying to use me.

I was completely lost in him. Enraptured. Caught in his spell. I was so fucked.

100%% enjoy the ride

But all I saw was her… And the fact that she was fucking wearing Ari’s fucking number on her back.

“If you ever wear another man’s jersey, I will kill that man. So be careful, sweetheart.”

Shouldn’t be so hot but I’m into toxic 😂😂

I closed my eyes because it was too much. It was squeezing my chest because I knew he was going to disappoint me. He was going to break my heart.

They all do ✌️

“Just get in the car, baby,” he repeated patiently, like he knew the words I didn’t. “When something feels this fucking good, you don’t fight it. You just follow it to the ends of the earth, no matter where it takes you.”

“Have you ever been in love?” she murmured, those green eyes staring at me like I was fucking everything. I was still inside her. It was where I wanted to live. “Not until I saw you.” It was the most honest thing I’d ever told her.

Boy it’s time for the truth 🫠😁

But after an awkward moment, where it never showed he’d even read the text, I got in the car. Hoping the guy wasn’t a serial killer or something.

Bitch it’s 2023 we do not get into cars ever mmmk thanxs

People said false platitudes, thinking they would make you feel better. And it never worked. So I just held him. I gave him my body. I gave him all I had.

“I love you. And I’ll never stop,” he told me. “I’d do anything for you…I’d live for you.”

This part got me. I always say I love you so much I choose to live for you.

Living for someone was the most unselfish thing you could do.

It was time to get back to my girl. I'd never let her leave, I thought as I drove. No matter what, I'd make her happy, even if it meant locking her up and waiting for fucking Stockholm Syndrome to take hold. My thoughts were fucked, I knew that. But that was what she’d done to me. This feeling. It was all-consuming. I'd never experienced anything like it before.

Toxic as fuck 😂😂😂 and sadly I’m down for it🫠*in fiction only*

Those butterflies inside me, the ones he’d grown and nurtured and said he’d fucking do anything for…they turned into dust. There was a knife in my heart, twisting and turning with each second.

Gahhhh I saw it coming but damn

She was going to leave me, and I knew there would be no way to reason with her, not so close to finding everything out. I would’ve been able to track her down–the tracker she thought was just a birth control implant took care of that–but even being away from her for that long was something I couldn’t allow.

Okay okay wow ummm he went from 50% psycho to 100% real fucking quick 😂😂😂😵

We’d both bleed out before I let her go.

“I get it. You’re mad. You’re furious. You don’t trust me. But I don’t fucking care. Because I know you’re also crazy about me. Not as crazy as I am about you. But I know you. I know that if I were to tell you you’re free, you wouldn’t go anywhere.”

But she should lol 😂

We’d either be blissfully, completely happy with an ever after that overshadowed every love story that had ever been told. Or we would destroy each other. And I was more than happy to take that risk.

A little of both but get it girl 🫠😵

I was thoroughly fucked. And I was also…thoroughly at peace. Yes, Lincoln Daniels could ruin me. But what a ride it would be.

Buckle up❤️

I didn’t argue, because…he was right. If you got the chance to experience the kind of love that breaks you and heals you all at once… The answer should always be yes.

I think he would kill us both if I ever tried to leave. And that thought brought a sadistic, sick comfort to me. I would gladly take everything this man would ever give me. And it was all because of a simple text…to the wrong pucking number.

So damn toxic and I’m freaking here for it 😂😂💯❤️