Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga
Today was the worst afternoon that Kizy had ever faced in her entire life. She had never been this tremendously anxious ever. And the lone cause for her trouble was the man sitting beside her, her husband to be in the coming few minutes, Markus. Kizy and Markus, If there was anything they felt towards each other, then that was pure hatred. They had been sworn enemies since their childhood, but she had no way out. Hence she was sitting in his house at eleven, ready to sell off whatever little property she had to Markus in order to save her dying mom. She had decided to give all the money she could gather to him in exchange for saving her mom. But the thing she least expected had happened. Markus agreed to save her mother using his connections. And the best part was he did not expected even a single cent from her. But happiness never lasts long. He demanded that his only condition to save her mom would be - TO MARRY HER. And thats where the trouble began. What will happen when these two people who can not tolerate each others's presence for even a moment are tied with the marital knot for the rest of there life? Let's witness a crazy love saga unfold between Kizy and Markus filled with loads of action, drama, unseen twists and turns and off course a whole lot of romance. *Book Cover : credits to the original owner, it does not belongs to me. If it is your work, please dm me.* Instagram : go_kizy Discord : go_kizy#9468
300. The tunnel
The tunnel was too narrow, barely fitting for Markus's huge body. Secondly there was no light at all. But thankfully Markus had come prepared beforehand, carrying a torch. But the problem was carrying the torch while climbing down this narrow tunnel.
Plus once inside, he couldn't make out what time it was outside. All those who were brought here were only given basic clothes and food. No more, no less. Not to mention something like a watch.
But Markus knew that he had entered this tunnel at around 9 pm. And he had already decided to come out of this tunnel by 4 am, before the guards were called for training.
With this thought in mind, he started counting, trying to match his pace with seconds of the watch. He tore a piece of his cloth, tying it around his neck with the torch attached to it.
This way, he made it much easier to climb down with the help of both of his hands. Thus without any more delay, he started the journey downstairs.