Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga

Chapter 209 - 209. When Was I Frustrated?

"Huhh?" Kizy asked, not understanding what Markus meant.

"You simply had to ask for that kiss instead of getting all feisty and turning your back to me." Markus said, his voice much more normal now.

"Who said I was angry over that." Kizy said, trying to cover herself up.

"Then what were you angry about?" Markus asked, raising one eyebrow.

"I was… because.. be… because you pulled my cheeks!" Kizy said, pointing a finger at Markus.

"So what? You were this angry just because I pulled your cheeks?" Markus said, his tone showing complete disbelief.

"Yes exactly!" Kizy said, her voice raised, trying to prove her point.

"What about your frustration?" Markus asked again.

"When was I frustrated?" Kizy questioned back.

"Yes you were." Markus said, nodding his head.

"No. I wasn't. Why would I be?" Kizy said.

"Because you were expecting that kiss." Markus replied, a smile on his face.

"Who said I wanted your kiss?" Kizy said, feeling even more embarrassed after Markus spoke the truth.

"Your anger and frustration." Markus said, still smiling.

"Aren't you thinking too highly of yourself and your kiss?" Kizy said.

"Yes, the kiss that you wanted to continue." Markus said, while biting his lips to stop his laughter after seeing the usually composed Kizy getting worked up over a kiss.

"I never did." Kizy said before turning her head towards the opposite side, not wanting to continue this argument with Markus.

"Ok fine. No more jokes. But I want you to be honest and crystal clear with me Kizy. I want you to speak whatever your mind thinks and wants. I have already confessed my feelings and I think my actions are more than enough to prove them.

Similarly I want you to do the same. If you feel something, you just have to speak that out loud. It was just a simple kiss, you don't even have to ask, you could have just taken the initiative.

I just want you to accept your feelings, your needs. Though I like my shy and flushed little lamb, I would love to see you being confident in taking initiatives in our intimate moments as well." Markus said, his tone gentle.

"But how am I supposed to ask such things?" Kizy said turning her head back towards him.

"Just as you ask me out for any random thing." Markus replied.

Kizy just kept quiet, thinking about whatever Markus said. Though she was understanding what he said, her heart wasn't ready to accept it.

Markus simply looked at her, not knowing what he should do after this.

He knew that Kizy liked him, because she had already confessed it in her drunken state. It was just that she had already forgotten it.

But he wanted her to accept her feelings and confess them the way he did.

He wanted both of them to fall deep in love, and spend their entire lives loving each other, just like it happened in any movie or novel.

Though he wasn't the type to trust in fairytales, he believed in love, especially since he had accepted his feelings, and even more after he confessed them to Kizy.

Only he knew how badly he wanted to embrace her and keep her locked in his arms forever.

And this feeling of falling a little more for her every single day was a completely fresh but happy feeling. He was enjoying their every single moment, wanting them to be their forever sweet memories, while they would create even more of such loving memories.

Soon the car came to a halt. Both Markus and Kizy climbed out while Joel just stood there, along with Nicole who had come in another car with the family members.

All the family members including Grandpa, grandma, Mary, Kate and Nicole followed behind Kizy and Markus.

Kizy, as usual, went directly inside the house and the next moment…

"BOOM!!" 

"Welcome back Young Miss!" All the maids and servants greeted in unison, along with the old chef, butler and head maid.

Kizy was so shocked but similarly overwhelmed by their welcome, feeling a little emotional.

All those servants had formed two uniform lines, blasting party poppers, throwing confetti at Markus and Kizy while they walked through the petal covered path.

Finally at the end of the path was a three tier chocolate cake, with a red heart and candle on top, the words 'Welcome back home' written on them.

Kizy went near the cake before blowing the candle and smiling back at each member.

"Thank you everyone." She said in a genuine tone.

Soon all the family members were sitting together, chatting about one thing or the other with Kizy.

Meanwhile Markus dragged Nicole to the backside of the house.

"Bro what's the matter. I want to talk with Kizy. Why have you dragged me all the way till here?" Nicole asked in a complaining voice.

"I confessed to Kizy." Markus said, finally making Nicole stop with her whining.

"What!! Are you serious? Like seriously serious?" Nicole asked, still not believing that the brother who didn't even accept his own feelings had already confessed to his wife.

"Yeah. But there is one problem." Markus said, coming directly to the main point.

"What now? You have already… no wait wait wait. Did Kizy reject you? Is that the problem?" Nicole asked, covering her mouth in shock.

"Stupid at least listen the entire thing out and then speak." Markus scolded.

"Okay okay. No need to get worked up. Just continue." Nicole said.

"So the thing is I confessed to her. But she said that she doesn't feel that way. But I already know that somewhere deep down, she likes me, and she has already confessed that in her drunken stupor. But I want her to accept her feelings and not avoid or run away from them, the way I did. 

If she didn't have any feelings for me, I would have no complaints. But the thing is she likes me, it's just that she doesn't want to accept it.'' Markus said.

"So what do you want?" Nicole asked, her brows creasing.

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