Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga

*3 YEARS AGO, KIZY’s RENTED HOUSE, C CITY*

Kizy had recently shifted to C city, just after receiving her university results.

It was her fourth day in this unknown city, and the only thing she had in mind was to find a job for herself so that she could feed herself and her mom, Kate.

The past three days were quite tough, searching for a room on rent, then settling there with all their luggage. It had taken them a whole three days to finally settle down properly.

Thus here she was, waiting for a cab or bus to reach the company area, to find a job on the very fourth day.

It had been twenty minutes, yet not a single cab was seen.

Little did she know that she had entered the wrong road to take a cab, as this area was full of local gangs and no driver dared to enter it, fearing that he may end up losing his vehicle or maybe even his life.

Finally after waiting for half an hour, she no longer had any patience left..

‘What a trouble? How am I supposed to reach for my interview on time?’ Kizy thought to herself.

And alas with no other option available, she decided to directly walk. She thought that she would definitely find a cab somewhere in between and would be able to reach the company.Â

But unfortunately, lady luck was definitely not on her side, as a few teenagers from the local gang saw her.

Kizy, wearing a plain white shirt and formal pant, with her high ponytail and light makeup looked like an appetising prey to these youngsters, who were only taught wrong things by the gangs.

They immediately walked towards her, surrounding her from all four sides, blocking her way.

Kizy just stood there, waiting for them to either clear the road or speak.

“How much for three hours?” One of the boy said.

“Huhhh?” Kizy asked confusedly, not understanding what they meant.

“Are you serious? Only three hours!! With that face and such a hot body, I don’t think we would stop till next dawn.” Another boy said, licking his lips, which was followed by a laugh from the group.

And finally Kizy understood what they were speaking about. She was so angry that she felt like punching all of them.

“Clear my way.” She said in a stern voice.

“Stop pretending slut. Or else why are you here?” Another boy said.

“To go to the company.” Kizy answered seriously, not caring about the lustful glances these people were passing on her body.

“Company? By coming here? What a joke!” Another boy laughed hilariously.

“Guys, she wants our company.” Another guy said in a vulgar tone.

Kizy just stepped ahead, intending to walk away without minding these boys, but one of the boys held her shoulder, making her stop in her tracks.

“Did we allow you to leave?” He said.

And before anyone of them could understand, Kizy had slapped him in the face.

The man was shocked at first and then pulled her by her hair violently, making Kizy’s eyes tear up.

But Kizy didn’t yelp in pain or even make a sound. She had always been a tough girl, who would never bend in front of anyone.

“Bitch you don’t like it the easy way right?” The boy who had been slapped, shouted.

He was still pulling Kizy by her hair when she kicked him in the abdomen. And the man immediately abandoned her hair, crouching down on the ground, holding his abdomen on the left side, screaming in pain.

“You!!” Another boy said before slapping Kizy hard, making her fall down on the ground.

Blood could be seen oozing out from her lower lip. Kizy still didn’t utter a word and just wiped the blood away, looking at the boy who had slapped her, not caring about herself.

She knew that she wasn’t their match, but she would never give in just because she knew that she might lose.

The boy bent about to slap her again when someone held his hand, stopping him.

And the next moment, the boy was sent flying away with a single kick.

All the boys looked at the person who had kicked their friend. But one glance and all them ran away as if they had seen a ghost.

Kizy just stood up, not knowing if the person in front was good or bad. He had saved her from those boys, but at the same time he was definitely a scary man as all the boys had left instantly, as if staying another minute would get them killed.

“Why did you kick him on that site?” The man asked.

“No reason.” Kizy said, smoothening the creases of her dress before stepping ahead, but she was blocked by that man.

“No, you precisely kicked an important region.” The man continued.

“A coincidence maybe. I just kicked him based on my instincts.” Kizy said nonchalantly, not wanting to stay there anymore.

“No you didn’t. You watched his moment, waited for a minute and made calculations before kicking.” The man continued.

“What do you want?” Kizy said directly. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​

“You kicked him purposefully in that region right?” The man said.

“Yes and you did the same with the other one.” Kizy said, impatience written all over her face.

“Who taught you?” He directly asked.

“No one.” Kizy replied.

“Impossible.” The man said, not believing her.

“Nobody taught me. I have studied a little of the human body.” She said frustratedly, not wanting to waste anymore time.

“A little knowledge about the human body can’t explain to you about fatal points.” The man asked.

“Ok not little but enough to protect myself.” Kizy said.

“Will you join me?” The man asked abruptly, his tone changing from that of demanding to requesting.

“Join you for what?” Kizy asked confusedly.

“Or maybe explain it some other time. I am getting late for my interview.” Finally Kizy could no longer wait.

“I can offer you a job. The one with a handsome amount of pay.” The man said, a smile appeared on his handsome face.

“Look. I am in no mood to joke. I seriously want a job right now.” Kizy said.

“And I am seriously offering you one.” The man said sincerity visible in his tone.

“I’ll give you five minutes. Speak.” Kizy said.

“Okay. But not here.” The man said, before taking her hand and crossing a few streets.

He entered with Kizy inside a cafe and made her sit.

“First of all don’t enter that area again. At least not when you are alone.” The man said after ordering juices for both of them.

“And why not? Kizy questioned.

She was already way too late for her interview, thus she had decided to listen this man’s proposal and then search for other companies offering jobs.

“That area is called the grey street. All types of crimes, illegal deals, murders, rapes and every single bad thing that you can think of exists there. The one you encountered just now was a local gang with no power or else you would be a dead corpse by now.” The man said.

“Are we shooting some kind of TV drama here? Grey street and crimes?” Kizy said, not believing the man.

“You don’t believe me?” The man asked.

“No. Of course not.” Kizy said firmly.

“Ok wait.” The man said and called the waiter.

“Does your shop deliver food or other beverages?” The man asked and the waiter said yes with a polite smile.

“Then please deliver a burger and coke at house no. 9, Grey street.” The man said.

The waiter who was noting down the order in his diary paused, his eyes widening. He looked at the man before speaking.

“Sir I am extremely sorry about this. But we don’t deliver for Grey street. You definitely know the type of area it is.” The waiter said before quickly leaving, not wanting to take anymore orders.

“So now do you believe me?” The man asked.

“Not entirely.” Kizy said, but she could feel that something was truly wrong with Grey street.

“Anyways about the job, you will be paid a lot.” The man said.

“Care to explain to me the job first?” Kizy asked.

“I would have explained but there are a lot of people eavesdropping on us. Would you mind giving me more time to explain?” The man asked, while already knowing that Kizy would definitely agree.

“Go on. Anyways, I am late for my interview.” Kizy said.

“But you’ll have to accompany me somewhere.” The man said.

“Look I already came following you till here. Why should I trust and keep following you. You saved my life, I will repay you somehow. But why should I accompany you to some strange place?” Kizy asked directly.

She was never the one to trust others easily. She had agreed to follow the man because first of all he had saved her and secondly he was offering a job.Â

“Can you repay me by working for my team?” The man asked.

“You have a team?” She asked.

“Yes I have. A team earning lots.” He added.

“What work?” Kizy asked.

“To know the work, you’ll have to follow me.” The man said.

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Have a great day everyone!!

– Kizy