Married to my nemesis-Chapter 124: Drunk and taken

Zayn carried Phoebe in a bridal way, as Phoebe placed her head on his chest, coming out of the the garage, he took the elevator from his garage to his room.

While she was in his eyes, Phoebe’s eyes stirred murmuring a bit.

"Zayn," she whispered as Zayn lowered his head to get what she was saying but then she puked on her dress.

As much as Zayn loved Phoebe he immediately retracted himself cleaning his ear that had a bit of the guts on his ear.

He looked at his clothes to see he had a stain from her puke but worst of all it was on Phoebe’s and it didn’t smell nice.

He held his breath handling himself to hold his breath while he watched Phoebe sleeping like she hadn’t done anything.

He laid on the back of the elevator patiently waiting for the door of the elevator to open.

After a while, it opened, Zayn thought of asking a maid to come in to change Phoebe’s cloth but seeing himself in his condition, he knew he had to take care of them first.

He couldn’t afford the smell of it but once he got into the room, he gently placed Phoebe on her feet gently shaking her so could wake up while he whispered into her ear.

"Phoebe," he called her name gently as Phoebe fluttered her eyes slowly.

She was still asleep.

"Phoebe you have to wake up, you need to take a bath," Zayn said with a whisper but she wasn’t answering him.

"Phoebe," he said as he gently shook her.

" I don’t want to, " Phoebe said with a bit of irritation as she hissed.

Okay this was going to be hard for him.

" Would you mind sitting down in the bathroom while I prepare the water for you to bath? "

She nodded lazily.

" I don’t mind, " she managed to say as Zayn placed her at the corner of the room, she sat on her butt hugging her legs placing her head on her folded knees.

Phoebe slept peacefully her eyes shut she looked gentle.

Zayn removed his shirt placing it in the laundry machine and then he turned the tap on, as the warm water flowed into the bathtub, he got the soap prepared to make it a bubble bath and then he took the petals gently placing it on the bubbles.

"Phoebe," he called gently turning around to see she was sleeping in the same position.

"Phoebe," he called again as she stirred her eyelashes blinked a bit changing the position of her head to place her head from the right side to the left side on her knee.

Zayn couldn’t but chuckle seeing her behaviour.

If only she knew how ridiculous she is because of the alcohol, he was sure Phoebe wouldn’t be thinking of a next time.

But then he wanted to watch the moment but just as he remembered that he had to use his phone to snap, he placed his hand to discover his phone wasn’t with him.

He remembered he left his phone in the car.

Shit. He groaned inwardly and then he walked towards Phoebe slowly placing his ear close to her ear and then he kissed her gently on the skin near to her neck.

"Phoebe," he said as he slowly retracted his head to take a gaze at her reaction.

Just like before Phoebe was still asleep, forgetting her cloth was terribly stained with her puke.

He knew how to undress her after all he had experience undressing Leah when she was a kid.

Phoebe raised her head in reaction to his other move as he kissed her slowly on her jawline, Phoebe raised her head evident on her face she wanted to sleep but she opened her eyes out of disturb.

"Phoebe, you need to take a bath at the moment. "

" Really? " she said and then she placed a hand on the edge of her cloth, Zayn was about telling her he was going to go outside so she could undress and then take a bath but she removed her cloth in no time and then with just her bra on, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You can take me now," She said lazily her face close to him but her eyes shut. Zayn clearly had a blush on his cheeks, she really wanted him to take her to the bath?

He gulped his invisible saliva clearly tortured by her action, his groin was probably shifted, his senses blurred.

"Phoebe, do you really want me to bath you?" He softly questioned as Phoebe lazily opened her eyes realizing the guy in front of her was indeed someone she could trust but if only she knew when it came to him there was nothing like trusting.

"Hmm," she murmured with a nod.

"Don’t you want to take a bath on your own?" He said clearly pressurized by her actions.

Phoebe stirred as she placed her head on his chest instead of replying.

Her skin close to him made him flush drastically.

He made sure Phoebe didn’t slip out of his chest and then he held the hem of her jeans unbuckling the belt, he did the button, unzipping her jeans and then he looked at Phoebe who’s face was evident she wouldn’t have the time to get on her feet.

A job for him indeed.

He placed Phoebe on the surface of the wall giving free access for her to lay her legs on the floor, her shoes were already undone so he held the hem of the jeans and then slowly removed it revealing her soft skin and along with that, his first gaze was on her black lingerie panties.

He managed to get her off the ground wrapping her legs around his waist and then he placed her inside the bubble water.

He placed her inside the bubble water buckling the hook of the bra and then he gently held the lace string of her pant and then pulled it out of her legs.

It took him a lot of courage not to see what it smelt like. After all it was common to the other girls he had slept with.

But Phoebe she was different.