Married to my nemesis-Chapter 34: Zayn

Phoebe called her secretary into her office as the fellow inwardly prayed so she wouldn’t land into trouble because she had to oblige to her brother’s words.

She hoped this didn’t cost her her job.

Her head lowered she stood opposite Phoebe’s desk waiting for the judgment from her boss who looked at her like it was going to be her final day.

"Ma’am, please listen, I contacted you before you entered your office. I tried calling you but he threatened me to make the provisions or I should consider losing my job, I was weak and had no other choice but to send you a message without his knowledge instead. "

"Ahh," she said as she raised her hand to touch her forehead, she grunted and then raised her hand to stare at her secretary.

" I know what that boy is like, you don’t need to worry, just make sure that the next time he comes, you change the password of the door lock then you can text me about his arrival."

"Okay, ma’am," her secretary said with gratitude as she nodded her head.

There was nothing to be traumatized about after all.

A face of relief showcased on her face, she was grateful for her judgment, let’s just see how her brother would touch her door the next time he came.

Besides he wouldn’t get a way to get through the knob instead.

She couldn’t be the one to lose her job because of his actions, she loved this one dearly so it wasn’t time to make the silliest mistake.

Especially when she had Phoebe as a boss, the situation was worse than having her former boss.

Once her secretary was about to move out of the room, Zayn knocked on the door.

Her secretary walked towards the door and opened it but when she saw Max’s friend, she was about to create an excuse but then she heard Phoebe speak.

"Just let him in, besides, this is the last time he’ll be coming here," she nodded and then opened the door for his entrance, once it was the two of them in the room, she walked away silently ensuring she had the door properly closed.

Even if the space in front of her was occupied with Zayn, Phoebe didn’t mind the latter as she looked at her laptop, she began some projects without raising a head to take a look at the guy who didn’t expect to be ghosted.

"You wouldn’t say a word?" Zayn asked, gesticulating but her attention was stiff.

He heaved a deep breath, she was a big one to handle.

All in the name of taking from her water.

"What should I say? If speaking cannot drive you out of this office then maybe silence might send you out. Oh yeah, forget the door been closed, it’s opened for you to move out." Phoebe said nonchalantly as she concentrated on her work.

Zayn scoffed as he walked towards her with cold feet and a dark aura.

When Phoebe heard his thumping footstep, she looked up to see he was near, and then, he surprisingly slammed his hands on each shoulder of the chair, with her being trapped he made her silent before she could react.

"Well I didn’t come here so I could move away," he stated coldly yet seductively as his eyes gazed into hers.

Phoebe was stunned by his attitude yet speechless.

Then all of a sudden, she was shocked when he moved his face closer.

Phoebe behaved unshaken so she could give him a slap when he moved closer but then she was dazzled to notice Zayn had figured out her motive when he held her by the wrist along with the arm of the chair.

He looked at her as a mischievous look formed on his face.

Phoebe struggled to set herself free with the work, and an evident expression formed on her face.

He looked at her placed a wicked grin moved closer, his direction was towards her lips.

Phoebe gulped but she prayed to release her hands so she could push him away when he was just near her lips.

He changed his direction so he could whisper into her ear.

"I came here for you," he whispered seductively.

"You son of a bitc-" Phoebe was about to curse but then he attention was diverted by the sound of the door opened and then she turned to see her mother walk into the room.

"Oh dear, "Her mother called but then she became dazzled and stunned by what she saw.

She was speechless to even imagine what she would see at that moment.

She scoffed in disbelief and then took steps a bit closer to her desk.

"Oh my, it seems you’ve already gotten here before me," her mother said in a tone of surprise as she saw Zayn seated on the chair opposite Phoebe’s desk.

"Yeah, ma’am, I had to come to inform her but you arrived before I could," Zayn stated as Phoebe’s expression twitched.

Their conversation made her confusticate.

There was something that just made their conversation not right.

What was she missing out in their topic?

"What are you two talking about?" She finally voiced out.

"Dear, the client whose proposal we’re working on, he’s the son of the CEO of the company. He came here to review the proposal. But then it was even shocking that he was a friend of Max. What a small world, isn’t it?" Her mum questioned with a chuckle as Zayn turned his gaze to Phoebe and then answered her with a cunning look still dazed at Phoebe.

"Yes, ma’am, you’re right, is a small world."

"Okay, I should leave you both to speak, your brother is disturbing me already," Her mother said about to leave the room.

Phoebe’s face was perplexed but she couldn’t help but gasp in bewilderment.

The door closed behind and once again Zayn had a wicked grin.

"Wait a minute, you’re his son?" She said as she stood up and then walked toward him.

"What else? And yeah, the owner of the company is my mother. The owner of the jewelry business."

"Then why are you here?"

"Didn’t my mother’s company send a letter that there would be someone who’s going to review the proposal?"

"Yeah, they said someone was coming to check but then," she pointed her finger at him with a questioning gaze.

"How old are you?" She questioned fully knowing her intentions may surprise him but then he arched his eyebrow and then moved towards her pointed finger.

"Why do you want to know my age?" He asked seductively as he clicked his tongue.

Then he moved towards the pointed finger just for him to surprisingly lick her pointed finger from top to tip.

Phoebe was stunned as the boy still looked calm.

When he was done, he knew Phoebe’s next temperamental attitude may cause his head so he explained.

"You had a bit of the nugget on your finger, I couldn’t allow that one get wasted," he stated in a mischievous tone but her furious eyes were clear she was likewise disgusted by his action.

"And I’m just—," he paused with a smirk.

" Do you really want to know my age?"

"I’m not playing with you, just tell me," he raised his hands in the act of surrendering.

"Fine, I’m two years older than Max."

He confessed as Phoebe did her calculations, that the boy was two years younger than her.

"You’re twenty," she declared as he nodded.

"Oh my, why would they send a young one to come review the proposal?" She murmured under her breath.

"Did you say something?"

"What?" She shook her head.

"Didn’t you come here to see the review? Just wait a few minutes," she walked back to her desk and then called her secretary to set up the meeting.

"Let’s go," Phoebe stated as she led the way out of the room and Zayn, followed like a puppy following its master.

The conference room was silent, the room was dark with just one light as they watched the proposal being presented in a presentation strategy.

Zayn sat at the end of the table carefully setting eyes on the displayed statics, right on the left side of his chair, Phoebe was seated. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

As everyone’s eyes were glued to the presentation, Phoebe unknowingly glimpsed at Zayn as she dazed his calm posture.

His calm, focused, and magnificent view could make a person drool just by looking at his features though he was peaceful his aura spread out some manliness and dread.

When she settled her gaze at him she couldn’t explain why she felt his watch was in the sense of a mature and sensible person.

She gently bit her lips unexpectedly and unconsciously as she stared at him for a while.

The while took a bit longer she was unable to notice the presentation had ended and the lights were turned back on not until Zayn’s gaze was turned towards her.

She timidly shifted her gaze to the projected board.

From her unexpected action, Zayn had a feeling about her movements.

He stayed serene, he gently adjusted himself on the chair so he could give his judgment.

Everyone’s gaze once again turned to him but then they were shocked when he stood up surprisingly.

Phoebe who was stunned had no other choice but to do the same in respect, his hand was stretched towards her for a handshake, and he had a smile on.

Phoebe was hesitant for a while but then she took his hand and then he gently wrapped his hands around her.

"The presentation looks promising, we will inform you within three days, if we’ll be accepting it. Thank you," he stated as he shook her hand, and after a while, she gently removed her hand with a smile on.

"Thank you," Phoebe stated.