Married to my nemesis-Chapter 86: Scared

Zayn took a deep breath looking at Phoebe, he didn’t think something like this was going to be hard, how was he going to wake her

He was going to hear from Phoebe if he was to touch her.

Probably that is where he’s going to be shot by Phoebe.

He held onto her hand softly caressing it and without any other choice, he raised her hand giving her a gentle kiss on the back of her hand to see her reaction.

"Phoebe," he said in a hoarse voice as she gently opened her eyes.

"Phoebe," he was about to speak but then Phoebe placed her finger on his lips still feeling sleepy.

"Shhh, just a few more minutes, just small more, I still want to go back to bed," she said in a sleepy tone.

" But you’re at Leah’s room, you’ll take the space for Leah to sleep."

Phoebe opened her eyes though she was unconscious about her surroundings and what she was doing.

" Then take me away from this place, take me somewhere else."

" Where Phoebe? "

Phoebe’s eyes opened and shut with her lips shivering to speak a word.

" I don’t know, you could take me somewhere else other than this place but," she raised her arms and unexpectedly she wrapped it around his neck pulling him closer as she laid her head on his shoulder.

Her breath stuck and attacked the skin of his giving him an electric sensation.

Probably made him turn on.

"Phoebe, you need to be in bed at the moment."

"But I want you to take me to bed," she mumbled out of breath.

Zayn’s demons and angels argued a lot, this was the chance to take Phoebe in but then his angels had the tennis racket hit on his head to restore his common cerebrum.

For crying out sake they had broken up!!

They were no longer together, if he does that then he was going to lose his life.

But then his demons reminded that it was a worthy death after getting a taste of her.

It was sure that his demons was going to be the death of him.

Shaking the thoughts that was within him, he decided to carry Phoebe from the bed, making it harder for him, she snuggled her head on his neck breathing her breath on his throat.

He held onto his Adam apple.

It was going to be hard but he could do it, he trusted himself, he was going to accomplish what he was supposed to do.

And that is take Phoebe to the room.

Undented.

His thoughts undented about the dirty thinkings and so on.

After all he was trying to make a reputable face in front of Phoebe.

Carrying her up the stairs, walking towards different routes, he made it at his destination.

His bedroom.

He thought of taking her to the guest room but then taking her to the place was going to be a whole point of additional torture for himself.

He loves Phoebe but then the torture was something he knows is worst that the Mafia training.

This time he was been the one who is being manipulated and it was created by the innocent Phoebe.

Sleeping and torturing him at the same time.

Well, somehow he deserved it, after the torture he had given Phoebe, it was a piece of the cake of hers.

He gently dropped Phoebe on the bed, and then adjusted her on the bed.

Thankfully she was not wearing her shoe and the cloth she was wearing, it was suitable.

Wait.

He took a look at the clothes again.

He saw something which he was not supposed to see, if he has being carrying Phoebe the entire time and he didn’t notice what had occured, well he finally saw what had happened.

Her cloth was stained.

His mind ran wild, she was on his bed

He wasn’t taking it on an inappropriate view but then he knew that it was going to be a hard mission.

He couldn’t help but pray he wasn’t going to get a slap once he informs Phoebe if what he had seen. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Crouching a bit, he tapped Phoebe till she probably opened her eyes.

"Phoebe," he said in a gentle voice but the tempered woman took him by the collar bringing him just a few centimeters away from her.

She was so close and those lips.

Oh my, there was torture for him.

"Phoebe, you have to rest now but your behaviour is making me panicking."

Phoebe began to snore leaving him flabbergasted by her attitude, holding the arms that were around his neck, he gently placed her on the bed.

When he was done with placing her properly on the bed, he stood up about to leave but then he recognized Phoebe’s phone which was on the bed taking a look at the phone, it had an incoming call.

He couldn’t leave the phone calling just like that and he knew he couldn’t just leave the phone like that, he was about to take the phone to get it powdered off but then he mistakenly answered the call.

" Phoebe, what are you doing you didn’t even bother to call me, you know what, I already miss you so badly, wouldn’t you miss me back because every night I begin to miss your body, your taste, your moans, screams, the video is valid enough don’t you want to know how the sound of your s*x sounds like? " Zayn looked at her phone once again, did he just hear the words right?

Wait a minute, could it be one of his enemies.

" Who are you? " he asked in a violent voice and before he knew it the person ended the call.

He was sure he just heard something inappropriate.

And Phoebe, who was this guy?

He looked at her phone once again, what does Phoebe have to say about this?

She didn’t tell him about what has being going on and in spite of knowing she had him.

Yes it was true that there was so many things going on but then why couldn’t she tell him about the situation.

He was about dropping the phone knowing that Phoebe must have thought not to tell him until the condition of the family becomes better but then fate had a better choice for him as Phoebe’s hand unlocked her phone and then it opened the app which had the contact messages of the man which had a sexual harassment on Phoebe.

There were so many messages to see about his sexual harassment, who was this guy?

If he thought of calling Enim now it may lead for Enim to get concerned about Enim, for some reason he’d noticed that when he had no other option but to call Enim, he could hear the panic that derived from her tone.

For some reasons he had this feeling that Enim seems to care about Phoebe so much.

So why didn’t she tell Enim about what had being going on in her life.

He was worried.

Phoebe was only trying to cover something from her family.

He knew that no matter how he was boiling inside he had to keep calm and just wait for her to get rid of him.

Using the opportunity he had, he screen shot the messages linking it to his account so as to see the messages that were going on.

Just when he thought he was the only problem of Phoebe, here another one was hiding in the curtains.

Saving his number, Zayn knew that he was about to get his business done.

He was paranoid about the matter, moving out of the building of the house, he asked the women in his house to get Phoebe dressed in another cloth while he was out of the house.

A few moments after Zayn had moved away from the place...

Phoebe came out from the bathroom dressed in a robe, since the time she had woken from her sleep and was asked to get changed, she didn’t see Zayn anywhere.

She was expecting to see Zayn at least for a while but then she didn’t see him.

She asked one of the maids where Zayn was but then she was informed that he went out of the house, when she asked Brooklyn for his sudden disappearance she had nothing to say.

As much as she felt like she hated Zayn the most at the moment, she couldn’t help but feel so angry for him to leave her all of a sudden.

She walked to the bed to take her phone from the bed and then she gave him a call.

For a while it was nothing for the moment, he wasn’t picking his call.

"What was wrong with him now?" Everytime she wants to get a call with him, he always never replied or answered her calls.

This was no different from the other time he had to leave her hanging.

She couldn’t even go away from his house since she had to stay for a while.

Without wasting another time she texted her mother that she was not going to be around for the night, leaving the message contact of her mothers, she saw another one which she didn’t expect.

She thought she had blocked him.

Her heart began to race and without any other reaction she could think of, she threw the phone and then had a loud scream in fear.

What was he doing again?