Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga

Kizy looked like a normal teen girl, wearing a relatively simple face mask with freckles on her cheeks. She wore a black one piece, ending below her knees, and had paired it with black shoes.

Overall she looked like a young girl who was ready for a party.

“No. I guess you should curl them. You look pretty though.” Rose complimented.

With that, Kizy curled her hairs and left them untied.

After half an hour, they received a call from Jason, saying that they were waiting at their gates and both of them should come out.

Rose was wearing a pink frock ending at her knees, and tied her hair with a pink scrunchie. She had put on a normal face mask, looking around 26-27 year old.

Both of them went out, finding the three men from their team at the gate.

Jason was wearing a black shirt and black formal pants, while Victor was wearing a royal blue blazer over white shirt and blue pants.

Harry was relatively simpler, wearing white t-shirt over blue denim jeans.

All of them were wearing face masks, making their facial features look less prominent.

All five of them gathered together and the group was then directed towards the hall where dinner was organised.

The hall was massive, decorated in shades of blue and white. The decoration looked simple yet attractive.

There were round tables placed on edges, while central space was left unoccupied, most probably left for events or dance.

All of them were guided towards one of the round tables, where they sat together. The starters were served while an orchestra started playing in the centre.

They started eating while the orchestra changed the song to a romantic one. And soon pairs started entering the dance floor, performing couple dances.

Kizy was enjoying it a lot. She had never been to such a grand celebration dinner before.

She was about to drink her soft drink when Jason grabbed it.

“What?” Kizy said with a confused face.

“Wait a minute.” Jason said and sniffed the drink, he swirled it more and only when he had confirmed everything, he passed it back to Kizy.

“Never let your guards down.” Jason said sternly.

But Kizy never felt offended by such things. After all Jason was much more experienced in this and whatever he did was for her benefit. She simply nodded her head before sipping it.

She was still curiously watching everything around her, when a man approached her.

“Would you like to dance with me?” The man asked, bending a little, extending his one hand while the other one was elegantly folded at his back.

Kizy was shocked at the sudden approach as she knew how simple she looked right now.

But what she failed to remember was that though she was wearing the face mask, it was her eyes which looked the most attractive. Even when she was wearing lenses, her cold yet shiny eyes looked charming.

And this was exactly what the man had not missed. Her eyes.

Kizy turned towards Jason, as if asking for his permission or for help on how she was supposed to react.

Jason thought for a moment before nodding, though he didn’t want to allow Kizy in someone else’s care. But he knew that while being in public, when so many eyes were watching, no man would harm others. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​

Plus rejecting someone publicly would look rude and their group would be in the limelight.

Thus he nodded his head, indicating Kizy to go ahead.

Kizy, who was still a little confused, placed her hand in his, before getting up from her seat.

For the past two years, she had never been in contact with any males out there. They would only see them in missions, where she would usually wear those masks, not revealing her face.

The man elegantly guided her to the dancing floor, his every action refined, as if he was some royal being.

But Kizy was no beginner, even if she didn’t know the identity of the person, she was taught to walk like a queen and stay confident forever. Thus the man’s demeanour didn’t fade her attitude in the slightest, making them compliment each other, even when both of them had relatively simpler masks covering their faces.

Once they were on the dance floor, the man held her waist with one hand while intertwining the other hand with her.

Kizy paused for a moment, frozen at the sudden warm touch on her tiny waist before resting her other palm on his firm chest.

And both of them started moving with the slow melody.

“You look beautiful!” The man complimented, his tone genuine.

“Thank you.” Kizy said politely, remembering that Jason had asked them to not talk much with others.

“And you have a beautiful voice as well.” The man spoke once again, his own voice being so enchanting.

“Thank you.” Kizy once again replied formally.

“Have you danced before this?” The man asked.

Kizy nodded her head, remembering the school dances where she was always paired with Markus unwillingly, and her college dance where she had performed solo once.

“That’s great!” The man said.

Kizy just smiled at it, not giving out anything from her side.

Back at the table, Jason was intently watching Kizy dancing with the man, feeling uncomfortable.

“Let’s dance.” He looked at Rose and said.

Rose knew that Jason was doing this for Kizy, but somewhere deep down, she felt happy. Even though this dance was meant to keep a check on Kizy, at least she was getting to dance with Jason, and that was enough for her.

Rose nodded her head and both of them joined the dance floor.

Meanwhile the man was constantly talking with Kizy, but Kizy kept replying to him perfunctorily.

“Wish I could dance with you at the masquerade ball tomorrow as well.” The man said.

“Hmmm.” Kizy replied, a smile pasted on her face.

“But how will I recognize you tomorrow?” Suddenly the man asked, remembering something.

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Hope you all are liking the recent plot. Have a great day!!

– Kizy