Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga

Ruth just looked confusedly at this lady boss, not knowing what exactly she wanted, but she walked behind her, in fully alert mode.

This time Markus was much more confident about Kizy. He just stood near the prison door, hands folded, one leg crossed above another, while resting his figure a little on the door frame, waiting to watch a good show.

"So who is it? Who paid you to kill him?" Kizy asked with a sweet smile, shocking Ruth, who was standing beside her.

'It must be Ladyboss's first time visiting such a place and meeting such man. Should I tell her that the man won't speak if she is being so sweet to him? But the Boss isn't saying anything as well. Will it be appropriate for me to meddle?' Ruth was thinking when she heard a loud scream from the tied man, the scene making her shocked to the core.

Ruth had been giving him deep cuts, making him bleed from various places. 

But Kizy just scraped off an entire layer of skin, including some internal layers beneath it, cutting out a perfect cube from his arm.

The man who was tired from all the pain and yelling started shouting like crazy, never expecting to experience such excruciating pain.

"You still won't talk right?" Kizy said, making an innocent face, but this exact face was making this man experience hell. 

Kizy turned towards Ruth.

"Do we have hydrogen peroxide?" Kizy asked with a smile.

Ruth just looked at her, not knowing what Kizy exactly wanted. She was already shocked by what Kizy had done to the man.

"No, we don't." Markus answered from behind, understanding what Kizy was planning to do.

"Alcohol?" Kizy asked with a grin.

"No alcohol for you." Markus said in a stern tone.

"But I need it for him. Alcohol will help clean his wounds. Look at all those cuts, I can't bear how he is screaming. I pity him." Kizy said with a straight face.

'Is Lady boss alright? Isn't she the one who cut him even worse than me? Now she wants to treat him!' Ruth thought, not understanding her lady boss at all.

"Wait." Markus said and opened his phone, calling Joel.

Joel, who was standing at the gate of the dungeon, was waiting for his boss and young miss to return. He was expecting them to come out soon, as it had already been more than half an hour, enough to see the entire base.

He was still standing, scrolling his phone when he received a call from his boss.

"Get me two bottles of alcohol." Markus said and ended the call.

"What!!" Joel exclaimed.

'Is boss planning to drink in the base? But he has never done that. Plus he is accompanying the young miss. 

Wait. What if young Miss wants it? Should I not go? I can still remember how insane she becomes after being drunk.

But no. I can't just stand here. Boss will punish me for not obeying him.' Joel thought everything before entering the base, knowing that Boss's men would definitely have some alcohol.

And as expected he easily found two bottles and directly went towards the meeting room.

But unfortunately, no one was present inside it. 

Joel stopped one of the men and asked him where the boss and young miss were. But the location left him stunned, because he never expected his boss to show young miss his dark place, and order alcohol over there.

'Something bad is about to happen.' Joel thought, crying internally.

Within three minutes, he was standing in front of Markus, passing him two bottles of alcohol.

But Markus simply took them inside the dungeon, giving one of them to Kizy.

"You still won't speak? I am giving you a chance." Kizy said sincerely.

"I am not afraid of you all." The man said, gritting his teeth. 

"Fine. Don't beg me later on." Kizy said, and next moment she directly poured alcohol over the cut she had made. 

"Arrgghhh!!" The man shouted, the pain unbearable.

"Stop crying like a kid. All I am doing is disinfecting your wound for your own good." Kizy said in a calm voice.

'Young miss, why can't you act like some normal women? You should be shouting and crying, leaving this place as early as you can. Isn't that the normal reaction? Do you have to be so extraordinarily out of this world?

And are you sure about the disinfecting part? I mean yes, alcohol is used as a disinfectant, but what you are doing is literally burning his wound with alcohol. How is he not supposed to cry?' Joel thought, making a fixed note that he was never supposed to go against his young miss.

By now, Kizy was already done pouring one bottle one his wounds, especially his face and the cut she had made.

"I would never… never speak!" The man still spoke through gritted teeth.

"You don't have to." Kizy said with a smile.

She turned back towards Markus. 

"Salt." She said calmly.

Markus just signalled Joel who went and came running back, a tiffin full of salt in his hand.

This time he directly passed it to his young miss.

"Thank you Joel." Kizy said.

"We need to disinfect it more. And salt is a natural disinfectant." Kizy said while looking towards the man.

And the next moment, the man screamed like never before.

Kizy had directly applied salt on his wound made by her, which was freshly inflamed due to alcohol.

She didn't wait for him and rubbed it roughly. The man was still screaming when she repeated the same for some other wound, rubbing the inflamed wound with salt.

"Stop.. Stop, stop. I.. I will tell you." The man said, not being able to tolerate the pain anymore.

"But I don't want to listen to anything. I am just helping you." Kizy said, rubbing another wound.

"No please don't, I will speak… speak. Please!" The man said through gritted teeth, never expecting Kizy to actually make him beg.

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Hope you are liking the recent chapters. Don't forget to comment and vote. For every 200 unlicks, I will be releasing a bonus chapter. Have a fabulous day ahead!

- Kizy