Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga

“Wait. My love life? And who is this love of mine?” Kizy immediately asked Nicole.

But Nicole didn’t answer her.

“Or did Markus spout some other nonsensical lie to you?” Kizy said, doubting Nicole’s words.

“No it’s not like that. By love life I mean when are you and brother going to start a romantic relationship?” Nicole said, trying to cover herself up.

“Me? And romantic relationships? That too with Markus? Nicole, this is never happening.” Kizy answered firmly.

“But why not Kizy? I mean you both have already been married for almost a year now. What are you both waiting for? This much time is enough for even strangers to fall for each other. Not to mention you have known each other since childhood.” Nicole said, trying to help her brother in his love life.

“Exactly. I have known him for a long time. If I never felt anything for him in all these years, why would I suddenly start developing any feelings now?” Kizy asked, as a matter of fact.

“But that was different. Brother always troubled you back in the old days. But I can see that he has changed. He cares for you.” Nicole tried to improve her brothers image a little.

“No Nicole. You are completely mistaken. He cares for me only for the sake of his family.” Kizy said.

“How do you know? Was there never a single moment when he wasn’t good to you? Especially when none of the family members were present.” Nicole still tried, hoping this could help her brother a little.

Kizy genuinely started thinking, and she truly found some instances, starting from their beginning days, when nobody was treating her mom, when she was suffering from her menstrual pain, when he gave her a job in his own company and many such instances.

Even now, any other man might have been angry for not being in a physical relationship with his legally wedded wife, but Markus didn’t. In fact he was very patient and gentle, treating her like some priceless treasure.

She felt warm remembering all that, but another side of her was telling her to not believe it.

‘What if he was doing all this as a part of duty? Maybe he doesn’t like me at all, and thus we are still in the beginning phase of our physical relationship. But why would he be so gentle with me then? Did he truly do all this for me, or did he have some other motive behind it?’

“But what if-” Kizy was still speaking when suddwnly she was interupted.

“What happened? What did you two do?” Markus asked, standing behind Kizy.

“What did we do?” Nicole said.

“Your mom amd dad came out, asking second uncle to not look for any other man for the blind date.” Markus said, not liking this a single bit.

“None of your business.” Nicole said.

“Why not my business. I know all this is happening because my wife was involved. So I should know the details, just in case she would fall into some problem later on. At that time, I would be able to clear her mess.” Markus said, trying to justify his actions.

“I don’t need you to clear my mess.” Kizy said and walked ahead, leaving a frustrated Markus behind.

“Why is nobody being nice to me?” Markus said frustratedly before following behind Kizy.

This way the year end celebration and grandpa’s birthday came to an end.

Next day Kizy woke up early, getting freshed and starting her day positively. She worked out for almost half an hour before bathing and then going towards the kitchen.

“Young miss, do you need anything?” The butler and old chef stood there, waiting for Kizy’s orders along with the head maid. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​

“No. You people should go. I am making breakfast.” Kizy said and rolled her sleeves, taking out an apron for herself.

“No young miss!!” All three of them shouted together.

“What happened?” Kizy asked in a shocked tone, not knowing what she did wrong.

“How can we let you cook? Just tell us what you want for breakfast, I will make it.” The head chef said while stepping ahead.

“I can make breakfast on my own.” Kizy said.

“But we won’t let that happen. If you want, you can just stand behind us and direct us on how you want your dish, we will follow your order.” Butler said.

“Okay. So my order is for all of you to go back to your rooms and not come out till I call. Is that clear?” Kizy asked.

“No no. If the elder master or elder madam comes to know that we made you cook, they will definitely reprimand us for not doing proper duty.” Head maid said.

“Then is not following my order your duty?” Kizy asked.

“No young miss, how could we dare to do that.” Butler exclaimed.

“Exactly. So I am ordering you to go back to your rooms.” Kizy said.

But all three of them couldn’t make it in themselves to leave their young miss alone, to cook something.

“If I still see anyone out of you after the count of three, I will personally ask grandpa to remove you from your jobs.” Kizy said.

“Young mi-” the old chef was still speaking when Kizy interrupted.

“One.” She said.

All three of them started looking at each other, knowing it was best to leave early.

“Three.” Kizy said loudly.

All the three elderly people were seen running like kids towards their rooms.

‘Young miss, did your maths teacher never taught you that one is followed by two? How did you directly count three after one?’ All three of them thought after running past all the way till their rooms, trying to catch their breath.

On the other hand, a genuine smile could be seen on Kizy’s face.

This was her usual style. Though she would act cold and mean, she always treated people with warmth in her own ways.

“What’s all this fuss about?” A voice was heard from behind.

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– Kizy