Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga

He breathed hard, as if even this task needed a lot of effort before opening his mouth.

"You will be the last person to ever hurt me. So stop worrying about my injuries. There are other things that we can worry about." Markus said, his voice husky.

"Like?" Kizy asked in confusion, unable to break eye contact with Markus as he had locked her with his gaze.

"Like you and I." Markus said while closing in the distance, making Kizy take a sharp breath.

It was as if all her senses were heightened. His voice, his scent, his proximity, his clothes brushing against hers - all this were making her hot all over.

And finally she felt that soft warmth over her lips, his lips firm against her own. The hand encircling her waist, slowly made its way upward sending electrifying currents wherever it touched before eventually holding her chin gently.

The kiss was firm but gentle, amd Kizy felt her consciousness fading as her knees felt like they had no life in them.

She felt some wetness over her lips, but she was too lost to decipher what it was.

"Open your mouth, Kizy." Markus whispered against her ears as Kizy slowly opened her eyes, looking at his eyes which looked even darker, his long lashes, his sharp pointed nose and lastly his lips.

This time she took the initiative, kissing Markus back, as Markus groaned from the sudden heat.

His grip loosened over her hands, making Kizy able to free herself as she hooked her hands around his neck, pulling him even closer.

And before Markus could process Kizy's next move, her tongue was inside his mouth, exploring his mouth as he let her do that patiently, though his patience didn't feel like it would last long.

He let her take the lead for some more time as his self control was vanishing with each passing second.

Kizy moaned in a low voice, driving away the last thread of sanity left within him before he took control.

One of his hands held her face in place, giving him proper access to her mouth as his second hand went downwards, squeezing her ass.

Kizy moaned loudly, making Markus come out of daze. He slowly ended the kiss before breaking away from Kizy, confusing her completely.

"Let's stop here. The doctor had advised that you are not supposed to do any strenuous activities." Markus said, his voice still husky.

Kizy closed her eyes, as if still feeling the touch, the sensations she was experiencing with Markus moments ago.

"Now eat something." Markus said in a gentle tone.

"No. I am not listening to you until you agree to take me along with you." Kizy said, back to her protest mode.

Markus just kept looking silently at Kizy before sighing and walking towards the bed.

"Let me think this through." Markus said at the end, making Kizy smile wide.

"That means you will take me along?" Kizy asked, her voice not hiding the excitement she felt.

"I will consider taking you along." Markus said, stressing more on the word 'Consider'.

"Yeah yeah, that's the same." Kizy said before walking happily towards the food tray, picking up her favourite chocolate milk first.

"God I was so damn hungry!" Kizy said after taking the very first sip of drink.

"And yet you were putting up all those antics to annoy me unnecessarily?" Markus questioned in shock.

"Shouldn't you be scolding yourself for spouting false promises?" Kizy said, trying to divert Markus's attention to avoid her own scolding.

"You… fine.. but don't starve my baby like that again!" Markus said, trying to act tough and strict.

"That's my baby as well. I know how to take care of myself and the baby!" Kizy retorted back.

And this way the couple reunited pretty well, bickering till they finally ended in each other's arms, sleeping peacefully while calling it a day.

Next day Kizy woke up to an empty bed, but she could still feel the warmth on Markus's side, which meant he had woken up moments ago.

She left the bedroom, ready to search for Markus when she found the butler.

"Where is Markus?" Kizy asked in a sleepy voice.

"The young master went to Master Andrew's room. Should I go and call the young master?" Butler asked politely.

"No no. That's not needed. I was just asking." Kizy replied.

"Young madam." Suddenly someone called Kizy from behind.

Kizy turned around, only to find the old chef carrying a glass of milk in his hands while walking in her direction.

"The young master had asked me to prepare this and give this to you as soon as you were awake." The old chef said politely before passing the warm milk glass to Kizy.

"Has he ordered you anything else?" Kizy asked awkwardly, knowing full well that her yesterday's act would have definitely made her overacting husband take some strict measures.

"Yes. He has given me a timetable of all the times when I am supposed to give you your meals." The old chef said, a polite but helpless smile on his face.

He could still remember the words his young master had said.

'No matter where Kizy is, it will be your responsibility to deliver her meals on time according to this timetable.

Even if she has locked herself in the room, you will have to climb over the wall and pass it to her. If she is at work, you will go and deliver it to her there as well.

In short, make sure she is never skipping her meal again. If my baby has low weight at birth time, I will punish you and make you work overtime. So make sure that my baby is well fed and will become healthy.' Markus had warned in a serious voice, making the poor old chef feel like crying.

'Young master, I already work at your house 24×7. What do you mean by making me work overtime?' He had questioned his entire working life at that moment but "Yes young master. I will do as you tell." Was the only thing he managed to utter.

"Do you mind briefing me over that timetable?" Kizy asked, scratching her head in embarrassment.

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Hello everyone, how are you doing? It's been quite some time since I had a nice chat with you all. Hope you all are healthy and happy. As usual, drink water and stay hydrated!

- Kizy