Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga

Kizy turned and immediately went and took out those muffins, which were burnt by now.

"But I had made the proper muffins twice." Kizy said, her voice complaining.

"Were they the same recipes?" Markus asked.

"No." Kizy answered.

"Which one did you use?" Markus asked, knowing the recipe for muffins.

"Preheating the oven at 170°C. Then mixing-" Kizy was still speaking when Markus interrupted.

"170°C?" Markus asked again.

"Yeah." Kizy answered.

"But you had preheated it to 200°C." Markus said, pointing out her mistake.

"Oh shit!! I mixed the two recipes." Kizy said, looking back at the burnt muffins.

"Ok. Let's leave them for now. We can make pancakes as a dessert. They are quick and easy to make." Markus suggested.

"Okay. Let's do that." Kizy said while pouting.

They quickly made the batter together. 

"Wait. I will make pancakes." Kizy said, confidence visible in her voice.

"Okay. You do it." Markus said and stood at the side, watching Kizy intently, making sure that she wouldn't injure herself.

Once the pan was heated, Kizy started pouring the batter out. The first pancake came out nicely, making her feel confident enough to continue.

She almost made 3-4 pancakes but for the next pancake….

"Kizy! You stand here." Markus said, shifting Kizy away from the stove.

She had received a small burn mark, while her wrist touched the heated pan while pouring batter.

She wasn't in much pain, but instead it was Markus who was overreacting to it.

"How can you be so clumsy! Now just stand here. Don't move." Markus said in a stern voice.

"It isn't severe-" Kizy was still speaking when Markus cut her off.

"No arguments allowed." Markus said, making Kizy shut her mouth.

Markus turned the stove off before going outside the kitchen. Kizy just stood there silently. 

She wasn't new with this treatment. Jason would react the same way whenever she would injure herself. 

She knew she was clumsy, but she didn't want to depend on others. Thus whenever she would occasionally do some work, especially cooking, she was sure to be reprimanded by Jason, the way Markus did.

Even Kate didn't ask Kizy to help her out much in cooking, knowing how easily her daughter harmed herself.

She was still standing when Markus came back with an ointment, gently applying it over her wrists. 

"Now stand here and watch. Or maybe pour maple syrup over the pancakes." Markus said, his tone gentler than before.

Thus the rest of the pancakes were made by Markus while Kizy just stood there and helped pour maple syrup over it.

Once they both were done, Kizy helped him remove the apron, trying to behave as good as she could.

Markus felt like laughing at her childish behaviour, but managed to keep a poker face.

Kizy called the old chef, butler, headmaid and other servants and maids, asking them to have breakfast with them.

"No, no young miss. How can we sit together with you all." Butler felt flustered.

He was already overwhelmed knowing that Kizy and Markus had cooked breakfast for them, especially understanding how caring Kizy truly was.

"Either you eat or resign." Kizy said, not leaving any room for discussion.

Thus all of them sat together for breakfast. 

"You don't have to cook anything for the evening. We can bring parcels and have a small party at home." Kizy suggested.

"Hmm. We can do that." Markus said, not minding her decision.

"Okay young master." Butler replied, feeling a little emotional.

"You can cook yourself anything for the afternoon. We both won't be there." Kizy said, finishing her breakfast.

"Where are we going?" Markus asked, not knowing anything about the sudden plan.

"Its new year Markus!" Kizy exclaimed.

"Of course I know that. I am asking about where are we going?" Markus repeated.

"You will know that soon. For now go and freshen up quickly. Also don't wear those formal suits. Wear something more casual." Kizy said, instantly knowing that Markus was not a person who cared about little things in relationships. 

Markus was confused at Kizy's sudden behaviour change, but anyway he obliged.

After one hour, both of them, wearing comfortable clothes, were seen buying some sweets and snacks.

"Why do we need so many snacks?" Markus asked.

Though he never cared about money, at least he didn't like wasting food. He could see that the amount Kizy was purchasing was too much even if they were to distribute twice for all the workers at their house.

"Have you never celebrated New year before?" Kizy asked frustratedly.

"What celebration?" Markus asked.

"What do you do in your new year holidays every year?" Kizy asked, changing her question a little.

"In my college days, I would go to parties with my friends. We would drink alcohol till our heart's content. We were too wasted back then.

After dropping out from college, my new year… " Markus shaked his head.

"For the past two years, I would search for new projects, things which could help me in making 'Stardust' an even bigger name." Markus explained.

"What after dropping out from college?" Kizy pressed on, knowing Markus had something, something which he always wanted to share but would stop at the last moment.

"Maybe I will tell that to you at some other time." Markus said, his voice unusual.

"Okay. Whenever you feel comfortable." Kizy said, not forcing him anymore.

"So why were you asking about my new year?" Markus asked.

"The thing is people visit each other, especially the younger ones visit the elderly and wish them while the elders give their blessing on new year. We are supposed to meet all our friends and family, have good times, eat food together and then spend the rest of the year happily with positive energy." Kizy said.

"So who are we going to visit now? Looking at the number of sweets you are bringing, it would be too much for even our entire family." Markus asked.

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Plot right now is going smooth and a bit plain as we will be having a huge plot twist! So please don't get bored and keep supporting! Have a great day!!

- Kizy