Married to my nemesis-Chapter 104: Out of control

"What did you just say?!!" She shrieked as Lucas turned to her with a smirk.

"What did you expect to hear, after all is the truth I think everyone should know about, you’re not a goddess who has the control of the universe or anything, you’re just a young woman who has attention to follow her around thinking you’re beautiful and a woman whose appearance is something to drool on. "

" Oh I’m sorry that you don’t have people who don’t give you the attention probably the only people who have their attentions on you are dead people, after all that’s the only thing you can make sensible about your appearance. You know what, I feel disgusted already, just staying here, I feel like I’ll probably come out with a headache."

" Are done Miss? " Lucas stated rudely as he turned to give her a sharp look.

" No, I’m not-" she pointed her hand just to be shifted by the elevator and then she accidently ended up falling on him.

Lucas caught her, her in his arms as he embraced her while she placed her head on his chest.

Damn, he hated the closeness he had with her and likewise, it was the same with Mia.

Retrieving herself to take a look at him, she noticed there was something which was different about his eye, if she could see well, his right eye was red.

She retracted herself as she laid her back on the wall, her heart thumping out of shock, she was sure she saw that, she saw his eyes change.

She was sure she saw his eyes were different, before she was about to point out what had happened, the lights came back on and then it was just her and Lucas.

She turned to take a look at him.

Okay she was feeling scared, whose eye unexpectedly changes colour and for the matter, he has one of his eyes red.

Her mind cracked so many things, could it be possible that he’s a vampire, or a werewolf, could he be a demon?

She’s ready a novel whereas the devil’s son comes to earth and when he was heated with his mate, his eyes changed to red.

No, no, no, he couldn’t have any feeling for her.

Not with a weirdo like him, she just hoped that the elevator took them back to their floor.

As she stayed in the elevator, she stayed at the corner of the space patiently waiting for the elevator door to open.

Meanwhile, Lucas was confused with her new action, what was she planning now? One moment she is something who isn’t easy to deal with and the next she is someone who is ready to be silent.

How he wished people who surrounded him and were like her could change just in a instant.

When the door of the elevator opened, Mia came out of the space first, removing what ever was with her and then she headed to his office taking her bag and then she left without a second left.

Lucas wasn’t done with removing what was around him before he realized that she had left his office.

He was about to complain about the documents she was still going to sign but before he could speak further, a nurse came into his office giving him the papers that Mia had signed.

He signed it and then after a while he began to feel a itch in his eyes.

It seems it must have being a reaction to the lenses he placed on his eye so he could heal his eyes since the nerves in the eye were a bit stressed from the staring from bright reflections.

He went to the lavatory taking a new len and then he placed it on the pavement of the tap water and then in front of him, he disposed his eye len and then had his other len wore.

**

Mia still couldn’t believe herself, what did she see, she was shocked with the fact she discovered, there was no way she was going back to that hospital.

He had the chance of getting her killed so what was the use of going back.

She took her phone to call the one and only Britney.

After a while of ringing, the phone call got answered.

"I’ve done what you’ve asked me to do now, do what you’ve promised."

"Okay, okay then, just go home and then I’m sure it would be done before then."

Mia ended the call.

What type of life was she going to experience, her goal was to gain Vixen’s attention, she’s being doing everything just to gain his attention but he hadn’t taken her once, she felt like she was just a piece of junk that was only going to be nothing in front of Vixen’s eyes.

***

Phoebe moaned vigorously as she held unto Ezekiel’s arms, placing a hand around his arms which were on her waist she was feeling she was building up inside as Ezekiel pumped her with every beat from behind after a while, she finally exploded.

Dropping flat on the bed, she couldn’t believe herself, she laid on Ezekiel’s chest as she buried her head into his chest.

Ezekiel gently removed the strands of hair on her face and then he kissed her cheek.

"I’ll have to get going now," Ezekiel stated and then she nodded her head out of disappointment.

"Okay," she stated in a weak tone.

Moving out of the bed, Phoebe weakly covered herself with the bed sheet, she felt disappointed with herself but she couldn’t understand her feelings.

Seeing Ezekiel get dressed in front of her, he turned around and then he left her in the silent room, Phoebe stared into space with disturb, clenching the bedsheet, she took a deep breath.

Pulling the pillow to place her head upon it, she continued to stare into space as her mind wandered.

She knew that she had to get up but she didn’t have the time to get up, in fact she felt tired, not because of what had happened but then, she felt she was inwardly worried and frustrated about something.

Turning around her phone was placed on the table which was near the bed, she didn’t know know Ezekiel lived along.

She sighed as she knew she could use this opportunity to take a look at his house.

She stood up heading to the bathroom and then she filled the bathtub with warm water and then with a bubble bath she cleansed herself staring at the ceiling.

She got dressed into one of Ezekiel’s t-shirt reaching to half her knee as she walked towards the table to take her phone.

She got out of his room as she looked around his villa, she told her mother she was going out with Ezekiel the other day and without any other thoughts, her mother asked her to move away.

Sure there was no problem going with Ezekiel after all it was just him but for some reasons, she felt like she couldn’t just trust him for some reasons, she wasn’t feeling comfortable with Ezekiel.

She got a message from her phone as she walked towards the dinning area, passing through stairs she looked at her phone while she walked down the stairs, she was unconscious about her step but she stopped just when she was on the verge of placing her feet on the next step.

Why?

Zayn sent a message which was sent to her but after a while the text was deleted.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to text you."

Phoebe frowned, yes he sent a text message but the situation was that he texted her to watch where she was going. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Zayn further explained that he had mistakenly sent it to her, it was for a woman who Zayn wanted to call but then he mistakenly send it to her.

"Okay," Phoebe replied ending the conversation.

When she raised her head to take a look at where she was heading to, she saw water was poured on the floor, she called the maids getting the stairs clean.

Oh wow, she heard about how people sense there was something that was bad that was going to happen to the person they loved but this.

It was just a close call before she stepped on the step and then she could have fallen to the ground and maybe be severely injured.

Her mind was clouded about Zayn, why was he just there, she didn’t want to accept the matter that she felt kind of safe, her memories with Zayn was something vital but here she was.

She ward off the thoughts heading to the dinning area, got brunch for herself and after eating, she ended up scrolling through social media looking for something spectacular to happen.

She placed her legs on the seat of the chair hugging it as she placed her head on her knee watching what she was staring at while she watched the video contents.

It was hours since she sat on the chair and without noticing that time had passed after eight hours she realized she was still on the seat not until her phone died.

She was out of control.

There was no way she was going to be alright, and she wished she was going to, after all she had to be soon enough.