A CRAZY LOVE - Episode 86
Kizy was still trying to comprehend what he
meant, when the hot sensation of glass made
her gasp a little. She quickly passed the glass to
other hand, while blowing on her first hand
which had turned a little red from holding the
hot glass.
She was still blowing on it when suddenly
Markus encircled her waist from both the sides,
before pulling her to him.
The glass in her other hand moved in the
process, but luckily the milk remained in the
glass.
“Remember not to spill it, little lamb.” Markus
said, his voice a little low and husky.
And the next moment, he bent and started
french kissing her.
Kizy, who had burnt one of her hands, while her
other hand was holding the hot glass, didn’t
understand what was happening exactly.
But Markus didn’t wait for her reaction. He
kissed her deep and hard, making her forget
everything.
If not for the boiling hot sensation she felt from
the glass, she would have dropped the glass for
sure.
Her tongue tried to fight him, trying to take
control, but Markus didn’t plan to let her win. His
kiss became even more aggressive, too much
for Kizy to take.
And finally he won their battle. Kizy was no
longer able to keep up with his pace and was
lost in his heat.
Once Markus was done, he broke the kiss,
giving Kizy a necessary breather. But Kizy was
lost, so lost that she wasn’t even breathing
properly.
“Breath little lamb.” Markus said, his voice
raspy, doing magic to Kizy’s body, and she
obliged.
Today Markus was giving her an entirely
different feel. He was never this dominant with
her, never being this aggressive in his stance
ever.
But Kizy was liking it, she was liking this
dominant side of Markus, which was visible
through her Mõ@?s, and the way her body was
reacting to it.
Once she was breathing a little normally,
Markus resumed his attack, kissing her deep.
He broke the kiss again, to let Kizy breathe. But
instead of waiting for her, he started placing
open mouth kisses on her jaw and neck.
And Kizy lost it. She dropped the glass of milk
which she was holding, making a loud ‘CRACK!!’
noise.
Markus abruptly paused in his actions, not
knowing what to do. He had only intended to
intimidate her by asking her to hold the glass.
But he never planned what to do if she would
actually spill it or drop it like she had done now.
He was still thinking, when Kizy’s hands
encircled his neck, pulling him a little more
towards her.
“Forget that.” She said and started kissing him
back, no longer able to control herself.
Markus was stunned for a moment, his eyes
contracting before he resumed the kiss, taking
control of her body once again.
But this time he was truly turned on, Kizy was
making him go crazy with her gasps and Mõ@?s
while he was doing magic to her body. Both of
them didn’t understand how intensely they were
affecting each other.
Markus once again started kissing her neck, but
was obstructed due to her leather jacket, which
wasn’t giving him much access to her neck.
His hands immediately left her waist and went
to her jacket, opening her chain. Once he was
done, he quickly removed the jacket and tossed
it aside.
He started sucking and licking her fair jade like
skin, making Kizy feel hot all over.
Her hands went to his hairs, playing with his
silky hairs, while she had turned her head to one
side, giving Markus more access to her neck.
Suddenly Markus’s hand went behind her,
grabbing her by her @zz and giving it a squeeze.
Kizy Mõ@?ed from the pleasure, no more
thinking straight. Markus went back to kissing
her, their tongues dancing together, creating
their own rhythm.
Markus immediately lifted her up and Kizy
wrapped her legs around his waist. Markus kept
kissing her while moving out from the kitchen
and going towards the hall.
He directly threw Kizy over the sofa and climbed
up on her body.
Kizy suddenly saw the bright lights, and her
surroundings, realising what was happening.
“No, others would see us.” Kizy instantly placed
her hands over Markus’s chest, stopping him
from bending any further.
And Markus paused, registering that he had lost
his control for the Nth time because of Kizy.
Not having any other excuse to cover himself,
he made up another punishment.
“But you dropped the glass of milk Kizy. Forget
spilling, you wasted the entire glass. So how
should I punish you now?” Markus said,
lowering his face a little and whispering in her
ear with his magnetic voice.
“Wasn’t this my punishment?” Kizy said, looking
confusedly at Markus.
“That was for risking your own life while racing
like a maniac and then not coming back with
me. This punishment is for wasting milk.”
Markus said, justifying himself.
“Wait a minute!! Why should I be the one who is
always punished? You make mistakes but are
never punished for them. If this is how it works,
then you deserve a punishment as well!” Kizy
said, pushing Markus away and sitting properly.
“And what are you going to punish me for?”
Markus asked, looking at Kizy with amusement,
not knowing how she could always come up
with something unique every time.
“For bringing a woman back home and making
your wife sleep in a different room!! Shouldn’t
you be punished for these?” Kizy asked.
And suddenly Markus didn’t know if he should
$h00t himself for asking such a foolish
question. If not for making Kizy leave the room,
all the fiasco would have never happened.
But Nicole had made him promise that he would
never reveal the truth without her consent. Thus
he didn’t have any answer for this.
“What punishment?” Markus asked, hoping that
Kizy would maybe continue with the kiss, or
maybe they could go a step further.
But his hopes were once again crushed by Kizy.
“You will be cooking my breakfast, lunch and
dinner tomorrow. No help will be allowed. And
you are only supposed to cook for me. Neither
for yourself, nor for your friend.” Kizy said.
“I am not doing it.” Markus said.
Who was he? The only leader for Country B’s
underworld. How could he keep his pride aside
and cook for someone else?
“Fine. Now onwards no matter how grave a
mistake I commit, you don’t have any right to
punish me. Secondly I will be telling about your
childhood sweetheart to mother, grandma and
grandpa and how you kicked me out of our
bedroom.” Kizy said with a shrug.
“Wait wait wait. Why do you always have to
involve my family? And what do you mean by
‘no matter how grave a mistake I commit’? You
can only do one thing. This is pure bullying.”
Markus said, not giving in to Kizy.
“Don’t you love bullying though? That is what
you have been doing for your entire school,
college, university and even professional life!!”
Kizy said sarcastically.
“When have I bullied someone in my
professional life? I have always been the idol
CEO!!” Markus said, turning his head Ç0ç?ily.
“Boss, don’t you remember bullying your poor
PA?” Kizy said.
“You are different.” Markus said.
“Why am I different? Anyways we were talking
about the punishment. So fine, I won’t tell
anything about this to our family, but you are
not allowed to punish or even question me
wh@??ver I do.” Kizy said.
“Yeah yeah. As if I care.” Markus said
nonchalantly and started climbing the stairs for
the second floor.
But Kizy instead went to the kitchen.
“Where are you going? Are you hungry?” Markus
asked, remembering Kizy wanted to have milk,
but had dropped the glass in between their
intimate session.
“Why do you care?” Kizy said, being angry at
Markus for not accepting her punishment while
making faces at Markus and walked ahead
but…
“Argh!!” Kizy suddenly shouted.
A piece of glass shard had pierced her foot,
making her bleed immediately.
Markus, who was climbing the stairs quickly ran
back kneeling before Kizy, placing her foot on
his thigh.
“You stupid woman!! Can’t you simply walk like
normal people. You were the one who dropped
the glass. How can you go back and get injured
with the same?” Markus exclaimed, examining
her foot.
“Stop overreacting!! It’s just a piece of glass. Let
me remove that.” Kizy said, trying to take her leg
back.
“Stay still. You will hurt yourself more instead of
removing it.” Markus said, holding her leg firmly.
He gently started removing the glass, taking
utmost care that he won’t hurt Kizy.
“I am removing the glass. Don’t shout or cry
from pain.” Markus said, but with the amount of
care and gentleness he was showing, Kizy felt
nothing about the wound.
But what she felt was a different type of
warmth, blooming in her heart, coursing through
her veins.
Markus removed the glass piece and lifted Kizy
up, carrying her princess style to the sofa,
before taking out bandage and ointment from
the side table.
“Why were you going towards the kitchen? Are
you hungry? Do you want something to eat?”
Markus asked, while cleaning the blood and her
wound, before starting to wrap it with bandage.
“To pick up those glass shards.” Kizy answered,
her voice lowered, like a child who was being
scolded by their parents.
“Are you crazy? We have people to pick that up.
I didn’t marry you to make you work for this.”
Markus said, not believing Kizy was going back
to clean the mess.
“Yes but those people are humans as well. And
why make them work when I can do it with my
hands? Also if you didn’t marry me to make me
work, then did you marry me to make me leave
the bedroom without any prior notice?” Kizy
asked.
“Kizy, I told you that I can’t announce our
marriage to the world.” Markus said, done
wrapping the bandage.
“I don’t want you to announce our marriage,
Markus. I understand the risks. But what I can’t
tolerate is some random woman coming to my
house, making me leave my room and stay in
the last room, while she gets to live in a room
closer to you instead of going to the guest
room!” Kizy said.
“Are you jealous, little lamb?” Markus asked
with a smirk, as if he was sure about what Kizy
felt, when he couldn’t even understand his own
feelings.
“Me and jealous? That too over you? Are you
watching a lot of Romance genre Markus?” Kizy
asked dramatically.
“No. But you sounded like a jealous wife.”
Markus said, his devilish smirk still pasted on
his face.
“Yeah. In your dreams. Anyways, are you done?
You are so slow at tending to injuries!” Kizy
said, not paying any attention to Markus.
“I was slow because I didn’t want to console a
crying wife now!” Markus said.
“As if I care about such small injuries.” Kizy said
nonchalantly.
“Yeah. Your shout after getting pierced wasn’t
small though!” Markus said.
“Because that was sudden.” Kizy said, rolling
her eyes.
“Stop that.” Markus said.
“What?” Kizy asked confusedly.
“Rolling your eyes. I don’t like that.” Markus
said.
“I will do wh@??ver I want. You are no one to
question me. Did you forget my statement this
soon?” Kizy asked, raising one brow.
“No. Do as you want. Who cares.” Markus said,
removing Kizy’s leg from his lap.
He picked her up.
“I can walk by myself.” Kizy said, not wanting to
be carried by a certain someone.
“I know.” Markus said, ignoring her.
He climbed the stairs, opened the door to the
last room and placed her on the bed. He turned
to leave the room when he saw the table placed
near the door, which he guessed was to keep
the door close securely.
He immediately turned towards Kizy before
speaking.
“You thought this could stop me?” Markus
asked.
“Yeah.” Kizy said.
“You truly underestimate me a lot.” Markus said,
smirking again.
“Don’t enter like a thief then.” Kizy said.
“I will enter whenever I want.” Msrkus said.
“Then let me punish you.” Kizy said, crossing
her arms.
“Fine!! Do as you want!! Anyways I never care
about you.” Markus shouted and left the room.
But he soon realised how wrong his decision
was, and would regret his choice.
The next few days were peaceful superficially,
but both Kizy and Markus were frustrated to no
end.
Nicole would try to stick with Markus, kept on
clinging to him, and mocking Kizy in between.
Though Kizy tried to act nonchalant, deep down
she would remember everything, and take it out
on Markus. She had already stopped talking to
Markus, and only talked formally, speaking only
when questioned or for professional tasks.
And Markus was getting annoyed by handling
both Nicole and Kizy. Nicole won’t allow him to
disclose the truth, while Kizy would give him
silent treatment all the time.